Monday, April 18, 2011

Ride on, Horsemen

My editor once commented -- and I think I've quoted this here before -- that the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are always riding through some neighborhood, but we only notice it when they're in ours. Well, they've been hanging out at and around UNR for a while now, and they need to move along.

In the last two weeks, two members of my department have lost beloved family members (a daughter, a sister) who should have had decades more in front of them. Both of these were sudden freak medical catastrophes. Two of my students have parents just diagnosed with scary conditions; one of those students was already dealing with personal medical issues.

You already know about Glick.

To be fair, this isn't just happening at UNR. A friend of mine who's an English professor at a small school in Michigan reports that one colleague just died in childbirth and another's been newly diagnosed with a brain tumor. Those events happened within a week.

A lot of these horrors involve brains: tumors, aneurysms, strokes. One of the ER docs I know says that he's seen a lot more brain tumors lately. I wonder if anyone knows why. Cell phones? Environmental toxins? Too much computer time?

Horsemen: Shoo. Vamoose. Get out of here. You aren't welcome. We aren't the droids you're looking for. Skedaddle. Go somewhere else, but leave everybody there alone. Take up golf. Learn to meditate. Get another job. Get a better hobby. Get lives of your own so you can stop grabbing other people's. Take a break. Take a hike. Take a bow right off this stage.

1 comment:

  1. Saddle up cowboys...this town aint big enough for the five of us.


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