What Disasters Remind Us

Unfortunate how often it requires disaster to remind us that disaster can happen.

This virus, COVID-19, putting the world in lockdown at the moment I publish this post, has come with many deaths, and even more individuals in critical condition, but it has also come with a list of important lessons. In this post, I won’t talk about how the world didn’t take pandemic seriously enough for decades, or how we could have saved thousands of lives if we had. Instead, I want to talk about what good has come from this pandemic. Yes, there has been some good. I could talk about the diminished pollution in China, or the cleaner oceans and rivers, but instead I want to focus on the benefits this virus has done for humanity.

How we treat each other.

People everywhere have volunteered to help overwhelmed hospitals, people are running to the store for their vulnerable relatives, people are still working their essential (even non-essential) jobs even while it puts them at greater risk of contracting the virus, and corporations (most of which are tanking) are offering their resources to provide aid in ways completely unrelated to their business, like Ford and Tesla making masks and ventilators. Has the United States, or the world for that matter, seen this kind of unity, kindness, and sacrifice since … WWII? Of course, this isn’t applying to everyone, what with people hoarding toilet paper, and of course in WWII we were kind of fighting Japan and fascists…

It’s not paradise by far, but without any doubt, many things have improved. Like I asked at the beginning of this post: Why does it take disaster for us to be better to each other? Why must people die by the thousands first?

I’ve made my overall point, if you want to click away now, because I’m going to talk about politics. It is relevant, and I think even more to the point than I’ve been up to this point, but if you don’t want to hear it, thanks for reading this far.

I’ve been talking quite a bit lately across my channels about the fact I recently became a conservative. It’s because of things like this. While it’s entirely coincidental this pandemic occurred at the same time I ‘switched,’ the two are still related to each other.

In no way are the words I’m about to say meant to be partisan or tribal. I only mean to be truthful: It’s conservatives, not the Left, that has always emphasized the importance of caring for your own first, and working hard for what you have. It’s easy, so easy, to complain about people who seem to only care about what’s around them and nothing beyond, but if it weren’t for conservatives maintaining that attitude … what land, what people, what culture, would Americans have to fall back on during disasters such as these?

I was once part of the opposition against conservatives for always valuing American traditions and customs too much. I had a change of heart about this in particular before the pandemic, but now during this pandemic, my love for country has increased even more.

Because at the end of the day, all anyone has is where they are. For most, where they are is also where they’re from. No matter what you feel about the greater world out there, home is still home, and there’s nothing shameful about loving your home above where others call home. By ‘home’ I mean your own people, your lands, your holidays, your sports, your beliefs, your traditions, etc., etc., and loving these things regardless how flawed they are. And even when I was a liberal, I still believed America was the greatest place to call home.

There’s no place like home, and this disaster has shown more than anything since 9/11 that there’s still so much love here in America to go around, and so much generosity, and so much unity. Focus too much on the outside (looking at you, leftists), and you forget how great you have it where you are; you also forget to improve and care for the place you call home.

Can we please remember we are Americans when this is over? Can we please remember we united states? Not red and blue states, united states. Not southern or east coast states, united states.

There’s so much to love about the place we call home. It’s okay to not agree on much, but we must agree on where we call home, and that we are all still here.