Innocent in the Pandemic

When the coronavirus panic hits you unexpectedly in the middle of keying a sentence in your latest manuscript and you feel your breathing stop and you think maybe this is The End, you only need remember the words of our wise ruler to cure yourself:

“We have it under control.  It’s going to be just fine.”

“It’s a little like the regular flu that we have flu shots for.  And we’ll essentially have a flu shot for this in a fairly quick manner.”

“We’re doing a great job with it.  And it will go away.  Just stay calm.  It will go away.”

“We’re starting to see light at the end of the tunnel.  And hopefully, in the not-too-distant future, we’ll be very proud of the job we all did.”

“We’ve done a fantastic job on this China virus, the invisible enemy.  I get no credit for it.”

“The virus has nothing to do with me.  It’s not my fault.”

“The end of the pandemic is in sight.”

“I don’t take responsibility at all.”

And then there was that downbeat Lincoln fellow who said, “You may fool people for a time; you can fool a part of the people all the time; but you can’t fool all the people all the time.”

Have to wonder what Honest Abe meant, honestly.