I've been vaccinated, as has my wife of many decades. I don't drink, never smoked, didn't run with girls who do,
I drink tea, take vitamins, eat lean, stay in shape, and pray, knowing I'll not leave this place alive.
Any change to my DNA would likely be a big improvement.
Where I live, the country is flat broke, and piling up debt upon debt, trillions of dollars,
in a suicidal game of fiscal 'musical chairs', and when the creditors stop the music, a social bloodbath
will ensue, following the collapse of social institutions from hospitals to fast-food venues,
to grocery stores, and as starvation rises, the body-guards of sports heroes and media super-stars
will have live rounds in their automatic weapons. You can bank on it.
Statistics are played like checkers by control-freak governors desparately clinging to
'emergency powers', devastating small businesses whose loyal customers will be forced
to deal with massive chains, like those who own and set prices for food and restaurants,
(and make sweet campaign donations) rather than local startups and long-standing family-owned favorites.
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Then try to follow the money, as hospital owners can get $5000 of printed government play-money
for a pneumonia patient, vs $13,000 for a so-called covid patient with the same symptoms and prognosis,
and around $40,000 if they park someone on a ventilator, a death sentance for some old-folks
with weak lungs. Just ask the Quomos of New York...What's the going rate for a
covid death certificate these days?
Our local mealy-mouthed newsbabes, when confronted with actual headcounts county by county,
were forced to coin the phrase 'covid-related deaths', to cover the 80-year-olds
who filled their lungs with dope tar and tobacco smoke since Woodstock, clogged their arteries
with decades of junk food, and were ready to punch their ticket anyway, and had a trace of
covid in some sample when the death angel tapped their shoulder, but I digress.
Here's a tip for all you 30-something deep-inhale dopers, artery-clogging fatsos,
and immune-challenged STD spreaders: The next attack will have far better planning, shocking results,
and there would be a body-bag with your name on it, but the stockpile will be drained in
the first week, along with the grocery store shelves, and then it all hits the fan...
riots and looting and rampaging criminals that will expose the big city thugs as a bunch of
wimpy whiney hollywood shootout wannabees, left bleeding out on the sidewalks.
Enjoy your starbucks, cheesburgers, and wacky tobaccy while you can still breath deep...
To quote a fine old German coder, Ralph Schmidt, "Love is in the air!"
Cheers