The Necessity of Totality

There is one question on the lips of everyone in Oregon these days, “What are you doing for the eclipse?” My answer, looking up, from exactly where I am.
I am not jaded. I’m actually a true lover of rare natural occurrences and celestial events in particular. I have often been accused of being a space geek, having worked a summer at Space Camp notwithstanding.
My interest in the eclipse has turned to one of morbid curiosity into the nature of the human psyche. You see, I live less than fifty miles from the path of totality and I am fine with that. The rest of the world, it seems, is not. They are in a frantic feeding frenzy and likely destined to spend most of at least one day and perhaps the two minutes of totality itself snarled on Oregon’s low-capacity roads and humanity’s urgent need for fulfillment. Literally.
At this I wonder, how is it that 99.3% simply cannot be enough? Even if it means the ability to enjoy oneself and the event in tranquility or within one’s economic means? Isn’t there something to be said for accepting exactly the portion the universe offers to you? Which memory will impress upon you more? The 45 seconds of the eclipse or the hours of humanity behaving in its basest manner? That an emergency is declared in advance of such an event seems a sad testament to our low expectations of ourselves and our insatiable desire for fulfillment.
So, what are you doing for the eclipse?