At this point, I feel about the unvaccinated like I do about the military morons who volunteer to kill people they have never met, in a country they cannot find on a map, for a cause they cannot articulate. You’re wounded? On a colostomy bag for life? No legs? Why is that my problem or concern? Sure, I feel sad for you, but this was not an unexpected outcome, was it? You fucked around and found out. Darwin bats last.
The same is true for the willfully belligerent unmasked and unvaxxed. You’re sick? On a ventilator? Why are we even giving you a hospital bed?
Pardon me while I voice concern for the victims of war and disease who did not volunteer for the mayhem and the sickness; the refugees in tents and the terrified folks in poor countries praying for vaccines, soap, and clean water.
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