Got it Covered?

Finally did something about the deteriorating kitchen sink faucet. Got a pretty nice one with one of those pull-down sprayers, and as I wind up the morning coffee doings, I pause to think that my living situation is running reasonably smoothly right now. 

And it won't last. We all know it. I'm occasioned to think of the summer of 1939; my mother, her parents and her sisters toured Western Europe that summer and things were peaceful, with only my grandfather noting that Germany must be mobilizing as their uniforms smelt of mothballs. Video exists of the parks in Poland with people laughing, swimming, rowing rented boats on the park's lake. Yet everyone at that time knew the ticking of the bomb was growing louder. Germany had occupied the Rhineland, successfully demanded the Sudetenland, had unveiled their forbidden Luftwaffe, had expressed territorial claims against Poland, and, finally, signed a non-aggression pact with Stalin. 

That outwardly peaceful life of Western Europe could not go on. And everybody knew it, but life for most continued as usual. 

Fast forward to today. The boat's got more than one hole in it, and the coxswain pays no attention. Or is in on the sinking. We all know of the unsustainable situation that's taken hold quite rapidly, yet..., what to do? 

At present I have plans for the next four months, at the end of which (~December) I should be returning to my current home, and I'm just hoping things remain somewhat functional until that time. Even if they do, then what? As with things on the that fateful eve of September some 83 years ago, I imagine when things become too hard to ignore, that change will come fast. 

And they have before; in February of 2020 I was visiting, and partying, in New York City. Barely a month later we began two years of Covid lockdown.