Those years are as gone as the water running down the kitchen drain. There are no returns. You can’t recycle them for slightly used ones. And now I’m left with anger at those who could have helped stop the virus in its tracks, but for political and religious ideology, conspiracy thinking, and just plain ignorance, they stole my years as well as the lives of the unfortunate 700,000 American souls who have died.
“I don’t sell anything. She dosen’t sell anything.”
It sure beats staying home and watching daytime TV.
Lesson two: Never, ever assume that someone is vaccinated.
In those dark and awful moments, I knew fear, loss, and grief. I understood the horror of Covid.
“Does Ernie have any Kevlar vests at home, and do you think he would lend me one on 9/11, when I’m at the base giving shots?”
Increasingly, I felt like I was in a scene from The Handmaid’s Tale.Increasingly, I felt like I was in a scene from The Handmaid’s Tale.
Don’t worry about the booster. Worry about the crazies spawned by political leaders, intent on mayhem as a way to regain political power and hold on to their financial gains, which are fed by the ignorance and suffering of others.
“We can share the blame with some politicians, conspiracy nuts, religious fanatics…but the real culprit is us. Get vaccinated, America!
Do I get it? No. Do I wish that he contracts the disease? No. Did he piss me off? Yes. Does his behavior worry me? Yes.