#QuarantinedThoughts — Piper’s Price

We’re back in business. And in America, as in much of the world, humanity’s business seems to mainly consist of embracing stupidity with gusto.

“Let’s ignore the science and common sense. The weather is nice, I want to go to the beach. Let the children play, let me have a barbecue! I want a haircut, I want to go camping, it’s my goddam right to sit in a diner and spread disease, even though in normal times I’d always choose the drive through because I’m too lazy to get off my arse to eat a burger or drink my coffee.”

Not now though. Oh no…

Who cares that nearly 70,000 Americans have died so far? What about the sacrifices of the healthcare workers who still treat morons when they show up sick in their hospitals from a virus that apparently is a big old hoax?

I don’t know for sure if God hates dipshits, but I sure as heck do. The behaviour of so-called protesters around the country has been nothing short of disgusting, and they deserve what’s coming to them when people they actually care about start dying and they themselves get ill, but the problem is, we’re all going to have to pony up for the price.

The first rant I wrote in this Quarantined Thoughts series compared what we’re going through to the psychology of yo-yo dieting, and that still seems apt.