Not Giving Up
I’m not throwing my hands up. Catch Covid and get it over with? Screw that. I’m going to continue to mask up in public and go out only when I have to. I’m going to avoid crowds, and no way in hell am I getting on an airliner.
"The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter." —Mark Twain
Because we can’t be trusted to run our own lives
I’m not throwing my hands up. Catch Covid and get it over with? Screw that. I’m going to continue to mask up in public and go out only when I have to. I’m going to avoid crowds, and no way in hell am I getting on an airliner.
Yikes, though … that is one naked skyline. Might as well be living in Montana!
Why is everything so goddamn hard? Fucking coronavirus. It’s easy to understand why so many people want to pretend it’s no longer a threat and get back to normal life.
Some of us, from the beginning, warned that Trump would model himself after corrupt authoritarian rulers like Putin.
I’m going to go out on a limb here and predict Trump will, at the last minute, back down.
I try to have faith people will see Trump’s malicious lies for what they are. After all, from day one he’s claimed the only reason he lost the popular vote to Hillary Clinton was massive voter fraud, and no one has ever believed a word of that.
Pandemic? What pandemic?
One of the most important questions you can ask yourself is “So what?” I’m asking that question more and more often these days. We should all be asking it.