The last buzz of summer?
Some of the tiny pleasures of summer are still around. Out there. Tonight, we have noted an upsurge in the numbers (volume?) of mosquitos. That last stretch of rain must have resuscitated a hatch that should have been gone for the year. And we’re paying the price, in blood. There is a new gadget here, still in its box. Thermocell. No, I don’t want to go out on the deck and test its efficiency. Next year will be soon enough. For tonight, we’re going old school, with arm flailing and a swatter.
Out west, where things are done differently, the hospitals are swamped (no mosquito relation). And, when offered the chance to do a “firebreak” (where you shut down the world for a couple of weeks, to use the best technology we have (quarantine), the premier refused. He didn’t want to “punish the vaccinated”. I will make a guess here: no such benevolence was ever on the table. This is a conservative protecting the pecuniary interests of his disciples (the business class). So a few more people die off? Statistical anomaly. If ever someone offers to allow “recall” of incompetent politicians, go for it! Oh, and none of that “capture and release” nonsense. Keep them where you can see them. Big, open mesh jail cells.
In Sudbury, several dozen miners are trapped underground. Why is this even a condition of employment? We have robots: send in the steel warriors to battle for rocks. Keep the humans on top. The brave new world we were promised during Saturday morning cartoons is taking a very long time to get here.
