carry on?

“When Health and Hu­man Ser­vices Sec­re­tary Alex Azar an­nounced this week that the fed­er­al gov­ern­ment would be­gin re­leas­ing coro­n­avirus vac­cine dos­es that had been held in re­serve for sec­ond shots, no such re­serve ex­ist­ed, ac­cord­ing to state and fed­er­al of­fi­cials briefed on dis­tri­b­u­tion plans. The Trump ad­min­is­tra­tion had al­ready be­gun ship­ping out what was avail­able, start­ing at the end of De­cem­ber, tak­ing sec­ond dos­es for the two-dose reg­i­men di­rect­ly off the man­u­fac­tur­ing line.”
—Wash­ing­ton Post, to­day

 

I will be for­ev­er an­gry at SIX­TY-THREE MIL­LION peo­ple for in­flict­ing this mis­ery upon us all.

I don’t care whether you liked Hillary or not.

If you think this would be just as bad un­der her, go fuck your­self and nev­er talk to me ever again.

I’ll prob­a­bly not get to go out to eat or drink again for the en­tire­ty of this year. Par­ties won’t be held. Fes­ti­vals will be can­celled. Wed­dings will be put off again. De­pres­sion and anx­i­ety will wors­en. And no, I’m not go­ing to go out and say “oh well” and put my­self or oth­ers at risk.

As much as I *want* to do these things, I *don’t* want to sit in a tent with a down jack­et on ei­ther roast­ing un­der an out­door space heater or freez­ing be­cause I took off my jack­et and the space heater isn’t enough while an un­der­paid serv­er with a mask risks their health so I can try to pre­tend I’m liv­ing in some sem­blance of a nor­mal so­ci­ety.

It would be bad fuckin’ news if Aaron or I caught this thing. It nev­er would have come to this if we weren’t a na­tion of stu­pid ass­holes who elect­ed stu­pid ass­holes and only lis­ten to oth­er stu­pid ass­holes.

I’m si­mul­ta­ne­ous­ly in­can­des­cent over, ex­haust­ed from, and re­signed to the idea that be­cause our coun­try can’t and won’t get its shit to­geth­er we get a re­peat of 2020.

It nev­er had to come to this but we are the most self­ish fuck ups in the world when it comes to do­ing any­thing right or look­ing out for oth­ers.

 

—emi­ly duchaine

Flom­mist Emi­ly Duchaine lives in the Pa­cif­ic North­west. She likes to drink mead, learn about sharks, and lis­ten to the Talk­ing Heads. She pre­tends to be a pro­fes­sion­al busi­ness­woman most days. Copy­right © 2021 Emi­ly Duchaine.

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