So, I live in Tennessee, one of the many states “opening back up” today.
And this is bullshit.
But some fekkin’ idjits in government have decided the best way for the economy to get going again, is to force poor people to choose between death and starvation.
According to all the health experts, we don’t have the things we need to open back up safely. We don’t have pervasive testing. We don’t have contact tracing.
And we don’t have a fucking vaccine!
The whole point of flattening the curve was to keep our healthcare system from being overwhelmed into oblivion.
It was not for us to wait out the fucking virus!
We can’t wait out the virus.
And, so far as we know, there is not enough information to suggest that if you’ve had it and recovered, that you can’t get it again. In fact, there is evidence to suggest you can keep getting it until it kills your ass. And so herd immunity is currently out the window – not to mention scandalous to suggest simply for the number of people it will kill.
Beyond the simple stupidity of trying to “open America back up” is the very real fact that many people will see this as a signal from the government that they no longer have to take the necessary precautions. Already there are too many people out in public not wearing masks and not staying 6 feet away from me.
Incidentally, I’d like that to continue, even after the virus. Please, unless I know you, stay 6 feet away from me at most times.
How many of those annoying-idiot-fucks will come, willie-nilly and unprotected, out of the woodwork?
Pretty much all of them, that’s how many.
And, as much as they get on my nerves, I don’t think ignorance should be punishable by death.
Although an argument could be made for all of the other lives they’ll endanger when they scamper forth like the PPE-free lemmings that they are.
So, it’s May Day.
(Merry Beltaine, by the way!)
It’s also International Worker’s Day.
And as such, many workers, around the globe, are striking and walking out to send a message about their treatment and worth during this pandemic and beyond.
Maybe you didn’t think of yourself as one of them until your state started to reopen, and you realized you were going to be forced to go back to work or lose everything.
You. Are. One. Of. Them.
Most of us are.
Maybe it’s time to organize. To show them what your labor and lives are worth.
To insist on humane treatment and respect.
And by maybe, I mean it definitely fucking is.
Talk to your co-workers. Your power is in your numbers and your ability to stop production.
Use your power.
Don’t go to work. Don’t go out if you don’t have to.
Don’t sacrifice yourself to put money in somebody else’s wallet.
You’re more valuable than that.
Time we made them see.
Keep your heads up, and your guillotines sharp.
Until next time…