Monday, January 16, 2023

Covid Three Years Later

My husband and I attended a live show yesterday. It was my first one indoors since COVID began three years ago. Officially COVID was declared a pandemic in March, 2020. But it began much earlier than that and was already thriving in many countries this time three years ago.

Fast forward to now. There have been three immunizations for three different mutations. We keep having new mutations however because of the lack of people willing to be immunized. Of course I have had all three the second that I could. I've also never contracted COVID (that I know of. I never tested positive.)

COVID is still very much alive and well but most of the "civilized" world has decided it is not. People are tired of wearing masks everywhere and tired of being told what to do. So everyone has just mutually agreed that it's not a threat anymore. Even though it is. 


The issue with that "solution" that I have is that society has then silently agreed to:
1) Keep mutating COVID into new forms requiring new vaccinations.
2) They are ok with old people dying horrible deaths (as the most at-risk population.)
3) They are ok with babies and young people dying horrible deaths.
4) They are ok with chronically ill people dying horrible deaths.

Yeah... I'm not ok with any of that.
Especially ME dying a horrible death (or anyone I love for that matter.)

There are millions of people with compromised immune systems and compromised lungs out there. Myself included. That's why when we went to the show yesterday both my husband and myself "masked up." And you know what? I wasn't at all surprised that we were in the vast minority who did so. I saw maybe 10 people out of the thousands that attended the packed show.


This included my husband's family. None of them wore a mask. 

I think that people believe vaccines make them "safe." Like a condom protects you from a pregnancy. It's about the same percentage I believe. A bit of "Welllll... it helps and it's better than nothing, but don't be too shocked if it fails." The "rubber vaccine" should be its new name. Hah!

That's the last big indoor event I'm attending for a while. Although I enjoyed it, it did make me nervous. I'll continue to vacillate between "I'm not doing anything indoors ever!" And "I have to just keep living my life." It's a very interesting time to be in. 

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