It’s been a while. Three months, probably closer to four. My last but one post was entitled, “When The Tears Have Dried.” That hasn’t yet happened, but life goes on, or so we are told. The isolation hasn’t helped. Covid-19 hasn’t helped. I’m fully vaccinated now but then along comes Delta, and we’re told even the vaccinated should, “take precautions,” whatever the hell that means.
I suppose the truth is they, whoever ‘they’ are’, have no more idea of what ‘take precautions’ means, than you or I have. The British are now ‘advised’ to wear a mask in public. Judging from the audience at the Royal Albert Hall for the First Night Of The Proms concerts, where at least a third, and possibly as many as half the occupants of that grandiose building were without the requisite face attire, advice is something the British, and probably most of the other human inhabitants of the planet, do not set much store by.
It’s seems to have been forgotten that wearing a mask will not protect the wearer from catching this disease. What it does is protect others from our saliva, which may be contaminated without us having symptoms. So the person shunning the inconvenience of a mask is putting at risk everyone around them, even those considerate enough to be wearing one.
This is hardly surprising. Only recently I was reading that we should not get mad at those who refuse the vaccinations. It will create a divided society, they say. We need to gently persuade them.
How many will they kill before they are persuaded? How many will suffer agonies from Long Covid before the dolts and fools, the brainwashed, self-centered, idiots, can be persuaded to comply?
Then, of course, there are the vaccine deniers, the Covid deniers, and as Arwa Mahdawi informed us in the Guardian yesterday, the vaccine hypocrites:
“The hottest summer accessories for people who don’t want to die a horrible death but are ashamed to admit it? A wig and dark glasses. It has been reported that some people in Missouri, which has one of the lowest vaccination rates in the US, are wearing disguises to their vaccine appointments because they are terrified their anti-vaxxer friends and family might find out that they are protecting themselves from a deadly virus…”
Local health care providers are even advertising ‘discreet’ areas for those who want the vaccine but are afraid of being spotted getting the jab by their friends and neighbours. What the fuck!
“A local healthcare provider has even started advertising “discreet” appointments for people who want to keep their shot secret. “If you are afraid of walking into a public area where you might be seen getting your vaccine, we will work to accommodate even more of a private setting for you to receive your vaccine,” Ozarks Healthcare said in a statement.”
There’s been few voices brave enough to call out these fuckers who risk killing people, or causing them untold misery from Long Covid. Mahdawi is one of them. R J Adams is another. These people are shitehawks. They whisper among the dark places on the internet, and yes, Zuckerberg, you do fuck all to stop it? They form little cliques with their equally moronic, anarchistic, friends online or in the same street, and band together to feel important.
They are important. They are so important they should be offered their own special choice: do your civic duty and get vaccinated, or be taken, along with your other anti-vaxx compatriots, to an isolated, enclosed area where you can be kept to infect each other and away from society.
They rail about their “freedoms” while denying the rest of us the opportunity to free ourselves of this viral menace and return to normal living. If we ever achieve that it will be in spite of these antisocial parasites and their misguided, brainwashed, ideals.
My wife did not die from Covid-19. She died of her cancer. She wanted to die in my arms, but she was denied that right by the US government who refused to allow me to enter the United States and be with my dying wife. “Citizens and Permanent Residents Only,” was my response from the US Embassy in Paris, “I’m sorry, but there is a global pandemic, you know!” Thank you, madam, for your misplaced sympathy.
She may as well have died from Covid-19. It was that which prevented us being together at the end.
So I have no sympathy with the ignorant fuckers who continue to allow this dreadful disease to spread by their crackpot attitudes. They refuse the right to life to far too many by their cockeyed ideas of “freedom”.
No, my tears have not yet dried, but to my grief has been added a burning anger at those who choose to believe their individual ‘rights’ are more important than the lives of thousands of their fellow human beings.