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Masks and Vaccines and Home Tests, Oh My!
I’m not feeling very protected here, Guv.
When I took the paperwork to get reduced rent because of our almost-never functional elevator over for Linda to sign she was masked and standing waayyyy back from the open door.
“I have Covid. I’ll use my own pen, thanks.”
Four other friends are newly down with the ‘Vid and a week ago I began with the scratchy throat. Then the cough. Then the head congestion and general feeling of malaise. Uh. Oh. This Is It. Again, I think this. Ask me how often I’ve been sure that I’ve had Covid over the past two-plus years.
Ah, you, too? Yeah.
After several rounds of self-congratulating updates in the press about declining infection rates, our friend the Virus did what viruses do: mutated again. Hi there, BA.2.12.1. Welcome to the party. Looks like you’ve made yourself comfy.
There is at least one slight upside to our newly hysterical daily reporting of rising infection rates: most people are back to masking. For a week or two there — after that genius, Tony Fauci, assured us that we were “out of the pandemic phase” — something like a quarter to two-thirds of every indoor space was populated by the unmasked. Well, that’s over. Now, we’re inching back to seeing only one or two blatantly bare…
