The Year of the Groundhog

It's Day One of no plague in Queensland again. I've been here before, I'll be here again, and I will be screaming the lyrics to I Got You Babe as part of my Epic Road Warrior theme.

Chaos now has a FULL selection of noms to make sammiches with at school, since she doesn't like packing them at home. All frozen solid so they can survive the trip there in good condition. I hope.

People continue to be dillholes about this plague and honestly, I've had enough of their bullshit. If they don't want to wear a mask, they can go to Solitary until there's no plague any more. No excuses.

China is threatening everyone now that the US and Australia are mobilising to stop them taking over the oceans and honestly... world war three is right up there on my Apocalypse Bingo Card. It's just par for the course right now. Like of fucking course there's going to be an international war with power-hungry despots as the central players. Of fucking course there is.

Twenty twenty is a long-ass century.

The good news, such as it is, is that MIT are working on a re-usable mask with N95 properties and disposable filters. Because of its hard plastic body, NOBODY can wear it incorrectly. Huzzah. Now we just have to get it to the point where it's acceptable for everyone to actually wear it.

As in, even the Karen Squad has no objections.

That's the tougher fight.

I wish I knew how to hack people's brains. Life would be so much easier if we could just convince people to do the right thing, but... there's also the temptation to use those powers for evil. Sigh.

I've done close to 200 words this morning and I'm getting closer to the 108K milestone. I'm still under the Normally Five Weeks' worth of milestones. I'll get there in the end.

Those of us who made it through the fire will all get there in the end.

Let's hope we make it.