All that’s left ahead for the year is New Year’s Eve. Can you believe that?

And here we are, exactly back where we were, numbers up with an extremely contagious variant of the virus. Once again, a situation that was entirely avoidable.

If a bunch of people had done anything to avoid it.

But they couldn’t inconvenience themselves enough to bother to pull a mask over their noses, or wear one at all, or to keep their distance or to refrain from going out when they know they’re positive or suspect they’re sick so we’re here and people can’t visit people in the hospital anymore.

Again.

If the fate of humanity rests on humanity, clearly we won’t make it.

And on that cheery note, I’m off. I hope you have a great Monday.

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