Politically corrected doses
Over the years, I’ve had certain moments of criticism for what can be classified as “cooking odours”. My fault, for not running the appropriate ventilation fans and opening strategic windows. However, I have to mention that the smell of a steamed clam is stronger than I would have thought. And those same fans can carry traces into parts of the house that my pizza accidents never have. Or maybe the scent of commercial pasta is easier to accept than something organic and “fresh from the sea”.
Today, the Olympic features included really tiny people on skateboards. Believe me, weighing in at something akin to a water jug makes flying and flipping into an easy challenge.
Quebec (the health system wing) is offering corrective vax doses. The new norms for things like cruise ship travel won’t accept certain blends (which are being administered, here in Canada), so the decision to augment inoculations is underway for a select minority. I am not a doctor, so I’m going to assume that this won’t cause harm; if it convinces xenophobic border officials to accept your transit, so be it.
I just hope that science is at play here, and not reactionary politics.
Elsewhere, the people that are abstaining from “getting a shot” will have to prove their good health, with repetitive swabs up the old nose. Seriously. Maybe we need to sweeten things. How about (I’m winging it here) the old way of hiding a vaccine in a sugar cube. Like LSD, except legal. For the needle-shy, it might be a way to getting what they need without the pain and attendant sorrow.
