Quarantine - Arrival
It seemed to sneak up on me even though I knew it was coming. Trying to mentally prepare for such a task having never performed it before is a bit of a challenge.
Flying out of one of the safest places in the world, getting on multiple planes filled to the brim with different people, traveling into a location experiencing an outbreak, and being forced to stay locked in a room for 2 weeks while the world turns outside.
All to prove that I'm not sick so I can travel for work.
It doesn't make any sense, no matter how I try and rationalize it.
We now live in a world where we're all guilty until proven innocent. And no matter how you try and justify to everyone the importance of taking actual fact-based steps to protect yourself, the mob has already been fooled. It's now more important to put yourself at risk as long at it appears that you're protecting others.
How is this okay?
It's much easier to fool someone than to convince them they've been fooled and that's where we're at today.
It just makes no sense what I'm doing based on other people's rules.
There's information coming out now about people catching COVID-1984 from their hotel cells from others in the building they were never in contact with? It's pretty clear that this virus is airborne, even without the scientific studies, which further enforce the fact that the muzzles we're all forced to wear are pointless. But no way you could convince anyone of that now; fact or not.
They're all used to it and admitting they'd been fooled is not something anyone does until they absolutely have to.
All this thought is in vain, though. There's not much I can do about it. I've got a job to do and jumping through these ridiculous hoops to do it is required at this time.
It may give me some time to write some things down. And at least the rooms are nice.