As this coronavirus spreads, the governments at all levels are in the process of delivering tons of cash to facilities to fight this pandemic. Congress moved on this crisis just as a descending colon moves on healthy people. Consider which choice helps Americans: masks or funding the Kennedy Center? Respirators in emergency rooms or refurbish a D.C. opera house? Save senior citizens or pay for abortion on demand?

At the end of this crisis, will we be able to recover? At the end of this, how many will have died? By engaging in stay in place or self-quarantining practices, how many less would die? By shutting down the economy for two weeks, how many people will have died? What happens if there’s no beer for a month? How well positioned are toilet paper hoarders? How many will die in the middle of a self-imposed depression? What happens if looting is more than a “normal” rate of behavior?

I believe that herd immunity will eventually stop the virus. But will we be able to stop it before we kill ourselves?

Will we kill the goose and eat our seeds? Is there ever enough government? Can there be too much?

Joe Tebbe



Asking the right questions is always helpful. This morning, I could not get this thought out of my mind. Life has radically changed in recent days. We are all sheltering in place or, at minimal, sharply cutting down on our social interaction for the fear that the coronavirus pandemic will kill many.

And the “kill many” is what I have been contemplating.

I do appreciate what Ohio Gov. Mike DeWine and Amy Acton, director of the Ohio Department of Health, have been doing to keep our state safe from this virus. They have a responsibility taken in their oath of office to protect Ohioans like you and me and their actions speak volumes.

On the fear of “killing many,” I no longer travel to a workplace, eat out with friends at a restaurant or meet together with others to worship on Sundays. Very willingly, my actions have been quickly altered on the fear of “killing many” and the orders of our state government.

In the United States, according to the National Safety Council, in any given year 38,000 to 40,000 people die in traffic deaths each year. Regularly, we “kill many” on the highway and yet I find myself willing at times to text, or look at my phone, or take a call while I am driving. My actions while driving have not been altered like my actions right now on the fear of “killing many” on the highway — even though the results are much more predictable.

Each year, 850,000 lives are snuffed out in the United States from abortion (according to the Guttmacher Institute), yet before the current restrictions, I found myself still willing to go to work, eat out with friends at a restaurant and worship with others on Sunday, as if nothing is taking place. In fact, I have lived my life in selfish ambition, not the fear of killing many, without changing one thing even though many have indeed been killed through the years.

What is wrong with my thinking and actions? Now I am beginning to understand what Jesus said in Luke 18:8: “However, when the Son of Man comes, will He find faith on the earth?” And why the tax collector in the same chapter, verse 13 “was even unwilling to lift up his eyes to heaven, but was beating his breast, saying, God, be merciful to me, the sinner.”

Tim Shank



Now is the time for the United States Postal Service (USPS) to make a plan. The USPS does not deliver mail in most small towns. Instead, we are forced to pay a box rental fee for the privilege of going to the post office to pick up our mail.

Today, I was told that there is no plan to service people that are under home quarantine. Postal regulations forbid them from giving out mail at the window other than special delivery. Officially there is no plan. Unofficially, they tell you to find someone that you can give your key to. So much for privacy and security.

Mail is delivered to people in the country for free and to anyone not living in small towns. The USPS has long discriminated against small towns (for cost cutting reasons), but it is time to stop. It is also time to think about those people that will be home quarantined.

Doug Rider