Every
Sunday afternoon for the last ten weeks, HoneyBunch and I have rebelled against
the pandemic shut down by risking a drive in our car. Radicals that we are, we
jump into our trusty steed, roll up our windows, and lock our doors. We arm
ourselves with two bottles of water so we don’t have to leave the safety of our
vehicle and two masks in case we do.
In
March, the first month into the statewide “sheltering in place,” we would
encounter few other anarchists out and about, but with the start of May, we’ve
witnessed an increase in the numbers of fellow malcontents out there. The
congested streets, the full parking lots, the packed shopping malls are all
examples that a rebellion is a foot – and those who are a foot refuse to wear
masks!
Yes,
we can attest to this since we’ve spied it all from the safety of our car.
Seventy
days into this edict and the citizens are ready to shed the chains of bondage.
Before
we return to our previous lives, may I suggest something?
What
have we learned in the last seventy days? We’ve learned this novel (aka
different) virus is not like the other coronaviruses we’ve dealt with in the
past.
Until
there is a vaccine or a cure (I prefer the later), we still run the risk of
getting infected. Unless it is eradicated, it will become endemic, so we will
have to continue with the handwashing, the facemasking, and the
socialdistancing.
We’ve done the reconnaissance. We’ve
done the intel. Please don’t waste this information. Plan your attack but base
it on what we have learned while we were undercover.
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