Imagine the scene. Players on the 18th hole after a long and difficult match. The pressure is on. Playing an approach shot to the final green, one of the players is appalled when his ball hits a passing seagull, and ricochets off into the roughest rough there is. Not even a bunker, much worse than a bunker.
They gather round, and the debate starts:
- The seagull had been around for ages. Why hadn’t somebody removed it?
- Whose idea was it to select that club? A stroke with a different club would have missed the seagull.
- This is an extraordinary event. The shot should be taken again, or a penalty free removal from the roughest of the rough to the merely rough granted without penalty.
- The debate goes on. (I’m not a golfer, and am aware that there will be lots of rules to allow for this – but you get the point)
There are no rules for coronavirus, or any other act of nature.
We have to play the ball where it lies. Allocation of blame is a pointless waste of energy – it just wastes time. We can come back to understanding what happened when we’ve played the ball.
This applies to each one of us. Waiting for the “authorities” to rescue is could be a long wait. They’re doing the best they can, but in reality have no more idea than we do.
We have a choice.
“He who cannot obey himself will be commanded.”Thus Spak Zarathustra. Nietzsche.
We may wish the ball wasn’t where it is, but it is.
We have to play it.
- What clubs do you have in the bag?
- How many ways might you use them?
- How might you interpret the rules?
- Are you prepared to take a penalty?
- Who might help you?
- Do you have a caddie who knows the course?
- There will be a way to play it, that only you can play.
If you want to stay in the game, find a way to play the ball.
No other games are available.