Glitches in the supple chain
The market for vaccine appears to be evolving. Over the last couple of days, various news stories hint at delivery delays, due to (in the best documented case) the retooling of a production facility. Of course, the rest of us know little about how the industry functions, so politicians are now having to field questions from the press over the validity of contracts. Can we stop with the silly stuff, and wait our turns? This goes as a rebuke to the couple who flew into northern Canada, lied about their professional status, and scored a couple of doses for themselves in an isolated village. Regular stuff, right? I will wait for the call that I’m next in line for a needle to the arm. I won’t (can’t) cheat with my deep pockets.
We’re all keen, given that the next summer might be a mixed bag. Locally, the regular jobs will be there, but for students the economy will offer very little in the way of summer earnings. I follow this file with great interest.
On TV, thanks to those subscriptions to networks that lie beyond our borders, we’ve been watching a mini-series from RTE: The South Westerlies. Beyond the great scenery, there’s a bit of local interest, as the plot line involves windmills. Around here, we know windmills. And the politics on the who and the where of any new installations. But, there’s only six episodes, so far; hardly enough to provide much guidance. Perhaps I will watch the series, a second time, to glean additional hints. Or for the scenery…
