Highlights from today's telecon where we discussed returning to the office, which is 100% not happening for me:
1. There's so many different opinions about masks. It's hard to know who to listen to!
Oh, I don't know.... Maybe listen to the fucking doctors instead of Cletus from the MAGA Patriot Hangout on Facebook?
2. How do I know if I am getting enough oxygen with a mask on?
I don't know. Maybe ask the thousands of healthcare professionals who wear a mask 8+ hours a day without dying or becoming brain damaged?
This state is fucked.
One of the infinite things that pisses me off about this is that the "close all places with > 51% alcohol and let restaurants roll on at 50% capacity" is extremely imprecise. There's a brewery up the street from me in Dallas (Odd Muse Brewing. If you're in north Dallas check them out. They're doing good work.). They have a tap room. Since they've been allowed to reopen, they've continued curbside pickup allowed walk ins to come in and buy cans/crowlers to go, and opened up very limited seating for on premises consumption. If you don't have a mask on when you come in they'll crack open a box of masks and give you one put on or you can leave. If you are not seated at a table you have to have a mask on at all times. Every time I've gone by to buy cans there have been maybe 3 or 4 parties of 4 or 5 people spread out in the tap room and maybe one or two people buying cans. There are a ton of big restaurants within a 3 or 4 mile radius where there's way more people packed in more tightly with way more movement happening. I don't understand how that's not more of a threat to public health.
Because wearing a mask is not exactly what some people wanted to do and some people aren't going to do anything other than exactly what they want to do.
Anybody watching the new season of F is for Family? I don't think I've ever watched anything that managed to be simultaneously incredibly depressing and hilarious like this season has.
The fact they are claiming an inflated number that is 7k less than the capacity of the arena tells you everything you need to know about what a wet fart that rally was.
The word "comorbidity" comes to mind when I look at a bunch of those people, especially the hamplanet in the back row in the red shirt. Fuck 'em. Let 'em die.