Feeling fairly dependent this Independence Day. Dependent on the CDC for a vaccine, on Amazon for toilet paper, on the grocery delivery, on the news.
I don’t mind depending on the government. Were I in a house three miles east over the Missouri River, my local government would have sufficient sense to require that I wear a mask. As it is, I am under the thumb of the Saint Charles government, where we evidently have taxation without education. St. Charles feels its unmasked citizens can be “trusted to do the right thing.”
Based on the number of masks I’ve seen around, “do the right thing” means “open your maw as wide as possible and infect everyone, and only the holy will survive.”
Perhaps in December I will emerge and find that all the unmasked patriots are dead in the streets. That would be interesting, or at least an education.