The 4th of July, 2020, Confinement Day 112, and ‘Narratives’

This is how we celebrate birthdays in the time of Coronavirus.

This is how we celebrate graduations in the time of Coronavirus.

As I walked the dogs this morning, it occurred to me that it is one heck of a strange 4th of July. The weather is on point but the feeling is not. Although last night, as we walked the dogs, we heard fireworks, it just isn’t right.

This morning, the day is truly joyous. There is even a breeze, although it is going to be really hot.

The only noises I hear on the patio are the chirping cardinals and the sounds of air conditioning compressors.

It is day 112 of Confinement and this isn’t to change soon for us. One of our municipal pools is either open or soon to be open and frankly, despite my love of being in the water in the summer, it is not happening for me. Although one is safe in the water, it is getting in and out of it that is the issue.

I still cannot believe that people are sending their kids to camp. I am especially shocked since I keep hearing that the young are now a huge viral target.

Our time is one of fake news. One doesn’t know what to believe anymore. Everyone from the top down seems to have a spin on everything, be it something in the news or something in their own, personal lives. One can see this in the leader of the régime, his cronies, participants in every aspect of the government, corporations, celebrities, non-celebrities, everyone. The scary thing about this seemingly new use of the word ‘narrative’ is that it has managed to seep in, like a malignant virus, into every aspect of our lives.

This is what I found for ‘narrative,’ the noun, in the online Merriam-Webster dictionary:

1: something that is narrated : STORY, ACCOUNT
He is writing a detailed narrative of his life on the island.

2: a way of presenting or understanding a situation or series of events that reflects and promotes a particular point of view or set of values

The rise of the Tea Party and the weakness of the Obama economy have fueled a Republican narrative about Big Government as a threat to liberty …
— Michael Grunwald

The media narrative around Kelly’s appointment had two central ideas … : He would calm and professionalize the White House, and he would provide a more measured leadership style than his boss.
— Perry Bacon Jr.

3: the art or practice of narration
… depended not on narrative but on intensity derived from the verity to make the book jump.
— Stanley Kauffmann

4: the representation in art of an event or story
also : an example of such a representation
the narrative of St. Joan of Arc 

The ‘narrative’ I am writing about is #2 above from the Merriam-Webster online dictionary. I am trying, in my mind, to determine when it came about. Has it always been used to as a way of presenting values and opinions? In my head, a narrative should really just be an objective re-telling of a series of events. It is, however, also a highly opinion-laced recounting with a personal spin.

I am mentioning this all because it intrigues me. It confuses me even more than intrigues me because it has made it virtually impossible to sift out what is really true. In disputes between political parties, between corporate entities, and even regular people, narratives are now the fashion. I see gross exaggerations all the way down to slight alterations of the truth being put forth by all of the preceding that make their case and goals easier to attain. The scary part is that all of the aforementioned actually get to the point of believing their changes of truth, their variety of ‘fake news’ and they use it in significantly evil ways. Take the malbor, for example and his spin on us and even our innocent dogs.

Just my thought for the day.

Have a wonderful 4th of July within this framework of Pandemic, evil in the world and government, and even petty evil in the people that surround us.

God bless us by taking away the evil situation we are currently in…

About Richard Koerner

Sixty something, father, papi, educator, organizer, Francophile, traveler, amateur photographer, gardener, cyclist, kayaker, calligrapher, cinephile, reader, and overall renaissance type human being.
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