A sermon on a virus and other banalities
I was watching The Crown (quite late to it, I know), in one of its most boring seasons (3), that has the pace of a toddler eating his meal. Till this particular episode came up. Prince Philip, the Duke of Edinburgh is obsessed with Apollo 11 landing on the moon in 1969. He is incidentally going through a mid life crisis and this event makes him question bigger things about his purpose, action versus thought and even God. He remarks at one point to the priest that the only thing that matters is a man of action, people who do things like Neil Armstrong and not a bunch of priests who just sit and philosphize. Of course, by the end of the episode, he realises Armstrong and his crew were merely following protocol and procedures and were so busy doing that, that they forgot to think what the great moment actually meant in a bigger perspective. So the point of all of this is that sometimes thoughts are as good as action, or rather action without thought is as good as performing a stunt, if