There will be no collective thanksgiving, no elegies, no closure. As we have seen time and time again throughout human history, pandemics do not end—they echo.
The last paragraph of this essay stuck with me so I thought I'd share it. I wish we could collectively grieve over this awful thing that has happened and is happening to us.
I haven't' read it yet, just guessing the angle 'cause basically every single mainstream opinion whether it's optimistic or negative about the state of COVID right now seems to feed into the same propaganda-narrative of COVID harm mitigation or suppression being folly.
This one doesn't do a ton of that. In the second paragraph, it does the opposite: