I Don’t Know What To Make Of The Coronavirus

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I haven’t written about the coronavirus yet because I don’t know what to make of this shit. Like, I don’t know whether to be dismissive or terrified, man. The truth is, so much misinformation is being spread, it’s hard to get a handle on the situation, fam. All in all, I just need someone to tell me if I have to barricade my family in the house with a shotgun, bruh.

Ok, at this point, everyone should’ve heard about the coronavirus, son. As of right now, over 100,000 people worldwide have contracted the virus and a little over 3,000 people have died. To make matters worse, the virus has hit every continent, except Antarctica. Now, in the United States alone, according to the CDC, there have been 99 confirmed cases and ten deaths. Furthermore, 13 states have been touched by it. The point is, all of this shit sounds fucking frightening, man.

Now, because all of the hoopla, folks are walking around with masks, jobs (like mine) are making people work from home and some Asian people are being targeted in racist attacks. Side bar, I swear, bigots can’t WAIT to be ignorant, fam. Shit, they didn’t need a reason to inflict their prejudice on others. *Sigh* I can’t even say that I’m surprised, bruh. Moving on, even the stock market is on a rollercoaster because of this shit, son. So, what am I supposed to do with all of this information, man? Should I really be afraid or have we blown this entire thing out of proportion?

In the end, I don’t have any answers, fam. Ultimately, I’m here to gauge everyone’s responses. By and by, is anyone panicking out there or are folks just going about their merry business? At the end of the day, I survived the 90‘s in the Bronx, bruh. I’d be tight as hell if a fucking virus took me out, son. So, what’s really good out here? Somebody (with real answers) let me know. That is all. LC out.