But yes, you can die. Nobody is taking this seriously enough.
I went out yesterday to pick up my cat from the vet (that's what I would consider an essential journey; he had been there for nearly two weeks and was better and ready to come home) - down in a taxi, masked of course, into the vet, get the gen on Eddie, pay, call a taxi (mask always on at all times) get the taxi, into it with Eddie and me, home, away from the scary world till Friday when I'll poke my nose out at 8:00 AM to go do the shopping for the week. One hour and I'm home and done. Masked always, goes without saying, or it should.
The point is, while I waited for the return taxi, and on the way there and home, so many essential journeys being undertaken! Cars jamming the road, buses, vans, trucks, motorbikes, ****ing BICYCLES! You'd think there wasn't a lockdown on.
And, like, there is. As our hospital admissions and cases skyrocket and we head towards over 2000 deaths.
Jesus.
__________________
Trollheart: Signature-free since April 2018
|