I don’t know about you, but I’ve had it. The news should be brought up on charges of slander, to itself. When did it go from truth to non-fiction, since facts seem to be flagging behind the rope line.
I’m speaking of the new virus that’s stalking us, and no, I’m not wearing a mask that are selling like hotcakes, even if Gucci makes one.
Yes, I’ll wash my hands which you should do anyway, and not touch my face before I do, but this blast of fear that’s flipping us all out, doesn’t seem to be helping anyone.
My 76 year-old neighbor, who rarely leaves his house as it is, has now announced he’s never leaving again even to go to the market. He’s enrolled in Fresh Direct and is having his morning paper delivered. He’s also wearing rubber gloves, like a proctologist.
He wrote me a note that said…I’d appreciate it very much if you didn’t leave me bagels anymore, since we don’t know anything about the baker.
He also cautioned me about Chinese food since, he saw…
ON THE NEWS…
it all started from Asians eating bat soup…no this isn’t poetic license, I’m a much better writer than that, I’d like to think, and also feel, we owe all bats an apology.
John Oliver, from the Daily Beast, explained it best.
He said, YOU CAN’T GET THE CORONAVIRUS FROM EATING CHINESE FOOD. IN FACT, IF YOU’RE EATING AT A PANDA EXPRESS, YOU CAN’T EVEN GET CHINESE FOOD FROM EATING CHINESE FOOD.
How did I respond to my neighbor’s note?
I simply said….
GET THE FUCK OFF THE INTERNET, TAKE OFF THOSE GLOVES, AND GO WASH YOUR HANDS.
Love thy neighbor.
P.S. All humor aside…more will be revealed, when those who really know the facts, tell us. In the meantime, we should take reasonable precautions.
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