Reflections From a Murky Pond

It’s taken 4 long, brutal, soul-deadening years, but COVID is finally over. Oh, not the Coronavirus itself; we’ll be having mostly less lethal variants of that for however long Humanity lasts. But, what’s over is the Panicdemic, despite the occasional desperate and increasingly febrile jabberings of certain sorts.

A couple of months ago Biden’s CDC has ended it’s COVID-19 specific recommendations and guidelines, rolling COVID into the general Respiratory Illnesses Guidelines and relaxing their “guidance” on isolation, testing, and vaccine use. And, they did this because it was no longer politically viable for them to keep the panicdemic alive any longer.

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COVID Is Finally Over

So, barring some last ditch, desperate attempt to change the voting metrics in the upcoming 2024 elections – somewhat unlikely, but certainly possible – the whole COVID crap is finally over. And, quite sadly, that means the Corona Cuties are pretty much over too, fading into history alongside the debacle that created them.

Ah well. With the start of the pandemic and its surrounding, manufactured panicdemic we had to take the good with the bad, and now with its ending we have to let go of the good along with bad.

Science, specifically paleontology and related disciplines, now tells us that many dinosaurs were feathered. So, that being the case, I present you the true horror of the Late Cretaceous Period: the Velociraptor Branta (Goose Raptor).

Yeah, Honey. You might want to sit yourself back down. Your pronouns – and actual gender – are showing. 😆

Every American of conscience should always remember that it is the same things that won’t call an unborn baby a baby that demand that we call Adm. Richard Levine a woman. Then, this is what happens when things’ only acceptable science is political science.

So yes, Ladies and Gentlemen of America, it’s the same things, the same problems, and the same threat to our nation’s future. And there’s a singular, effective, permanent solution for the question they represent. We only have to put aside our squeamishness and comfort in order to enact it.