It’s one thing to throw the doors open and invite Rona into our previously COVID-free state, but it’s another entirely to simply drop nearly every Safety Precaution (AKA “restrictions”) and just let the shit run free.
And it IS.
17,033 new cases today. Another new record. Pretty sure we’re breaking the previous record every day now.
1 in 40 West Australians are in isolation because of COVID.
Since the start of 2022, there have been 161 deaths.
But nobody cares.
Nobody cares because nearly all of the people who have died are old. The average age is something like 75.
These people are dead, and no one cares.
A teenager dying made the headlines, as did a man in his 30’s. But they were small headlines, and always accompanied with the phrase “pre-existing conditions”.
Well holy fuck. If you pare it right down, there’s a heap of us that have pre-existing conditions.
Take me, for example, as I was pre-diabetic at one point. I am 47 years old. I am overweight. I am male.
Each of these PRE-EXISTING CONDITIONS ups my chances of serious illness or DEATH as a result of catching COVID-19.
I’ll say it again, just in case there’s any confusion: I have an increased chance of DYING from catching COVID.
So naturally, I don’t want to catch it. I don’t want anyone I love to catch it. I don’t really want anyone to catch it other than Clive Palmer, and probably that fuckhead Paul Papalia.
But nobody else feels that way. Because nobody cares.
Where they would wear their masks underneath their noses, if at all, before, they now walk around free and unencumbered with forced accommodation for those of us that DON’T WANT TO DIE.
I honestly don’t even know why I’m writing this other than to document the fuckery.
This is completely fucked.