R U a Covid Mary?


To keep it all real, right from the get-go (even back in the pre-vaxx era), the death march of the Coronavirus could’ve been slowed, perhaps even halted dead in its tracks, IF humankind had united to comply with all of the easiest, most painless, disease mitigating strategies imaginable; e.g.: mask up and stay at least two meters apart in public and hunker down at home as much as possible. WTF is so tough about ANY of that?

I find it utterly incomprehensible how, even now, over a year and a half later, people are still whining, boohooing and throwing hissy fits over (in no particular order) not being permitted to [1] view (oft forgettable) first run flicks, [2] root for (pumped up on performance enhancing drugs) professional jocks, [3] zone out on (gas guzzler) race cars going ‘round and ’round in circles, and [4] pig out at some eatery (be its rating greasy spoon or 5-Star swank).

I’ve gotta ask, are such superspreader venues really, Really, REALLY TO DIE FOR?

Truth be told, it’s been society’s widespread, flat-out resistance to these basic precautions, which has needlessly prolonged the human suffering and (so far) has snuffed out (the known) 4.3 Million members of our human family.

There are side effects, too. Such (are we there yet?) childishness inordinately pressured the entire white lab coated community; so much so that these learned souls were not permitted sufficient time to… oh… say…

Add more muscle to the vaccines; discover the very elixir that could’ve not only immunized us, but also would’ve wiped our nasal passages free of Corona-V; thereby making it damned near impossible for the vaccinated to become Typhoid Marys. I do suppose we outta update that. Let’s rebrand ’em as Covid Marys.

And while its understandable that frustrations do surface re the anti-vaxxers, that does not mean that vaxxed folks, who are still able to shed Corona-V, should be permitted to do whatever they God Damned please.

Of late, we see far too many of these Covid Marys haughtily venting their outrage; i.e. seemingly (conveniently?) forgetting that children under the age of 12 (to the tune of 48 Million in the U.S., alone) have yet to be FDA OK’d for inoculation AND that the vaccines cannot protect the immunocompromised (there are at least 10 Million such souls in the U.S., alone).

That totals out at 58 million at risk Stateside people! And, lest we forget, there are too damned many less fortunate nations, worldwide, where few, if any, comprehensive inoculation programs have even been established. Indeed, we’re now speaking of veritable billions of at risk souls! Factoring in humankind’s wanderlust / globe-trotting nature, that means, wherever people go, Corona-V can easily become an unseen, hitch-a-ride stowaway.

The entire point being that UNTIL the risk of Covid-19’s spread becomes negligible, nobody is truly safe! To refuse to mask up in public, be one inoculated or not, IS the height of irresponsibly!

(Obviously, the acceptable exception being medical issues, which contraindicate facial coverings.)

Full Disclosure: This yet to be vaxxed man, most assuredly, is NOT an anti-vaxxer. So WTF gives? Well, to cut to the chase, I am the exact opposite of the hypochondriac. Throughout most of my nearly seventy years, it has not been my nature to camp out in doctors’ offices. Unless I’ve been injured beyond my body’s ability to repair itself, I’ve relied on Ma Nature to be my primary care physician. By the by, my last ER room treated injury (back on 07/21/2017) was even inclusive of a jab to protect me; not only from Tetanus, but also Diphtheria and Pertussis.

Now here’s the rub. Turns out that such a way of life, has been fully compatible with my sheltering at home during the pandemic, so much so, that this near-hermit did wind up lulling himself into a false sense of security; to the point of procrastinating; i.e., not rushing out to get my jab(s) in a more timely manner.

And now, that I really, Really, REALLY DO want to mask up and head off to my local pharmacy to vaxx up, what I fully expect to encounter will be the non-masked, vaxxed Covid Mary store patrons. No doubt, there will even be a few non-masked, unvaxxed shoppers, tossed into the mix, too. And lest we forget, mask effectiveness breaks down unless everyone is wearing ’em. Anyway, that any of these customers could easily infect me with Covid-19 and the bat shit crazy transmissible, far more deadly delta variant, long before I’m fully protected?

Well… let’s just say that I’ve woken up from night terrors far more pleasant than suffering such a fate.

Alas… long sigh… that’s the bed I made for myself. Looks like I’ll either lie in it or die in it.

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Humanity’s Heart Can Go On

“It saddens me that a sense of personal entitlement is causing many to become sick and even die. So that’s why I’ve put this song together. When I hear this song, I think of a ship full of people heading towards a hidden disaster, with only the tip of the iceberg visible. Hmm – apt perhaps in this current situation.”

The above intro, courtesy of New Zealand’s Ms. Shirley Șerban, sets up her peak performance of the James Horner / Will Jennings composition “My My Heart Will Go On”. Via her revised, pandemic related lyrics she makes her impassioned plea to mask-up to save humanity. Read her opening statement, in its entirety, over @YouTube. Upon arrival, make sure to click SHOW MORE.


As for my own sentiments…

Regrettably, my four grandparents’ emigration, Stateside, shortly after the turn of the 20th century, is why I now find myself residing within what Donald J. Trump has created in his own image; namely, one of the most ignorant and inconsiderate societies ever known to humankind.

Whenever I witness the Karens (of all genders) going apoplectic, at the mere thought of masking up during this deadly global pandemic, no less; catch a whiff of their flat out unwillingness to prevent human suffering and death, I’m almost ashamed to call myself an American; “almost” because I know I’m not the only one who really gives a damn.

Yet, it’s the ease with which nearly 1 out of 2 of my compatriots have succumbed to an incomprehensible, head over heels, undying hero worship for the likes of the totally unlikable Trump, which has rendered me heartbroken.

That sorry state of affairs, for the most part, also explains why nearly 275,000 souls have died from COVID-19, so far, on his “watch”.

Seeing how America’s WORST president, EVER, still insists on burying “his numbers”, would it shock any of us to someday discover that grave digger Donald buried twice that grim 275K?

To do our part to ACTUALLY keep those numbers down, there needs to be nearly 100% mask-up compliance. If you need to fashion your own, no sewing skills required face coverings, follow the blog ending link below. This is how I make my own masks, which have been saving my life throughout 2020.

For the benefit of all Trumpers out there:

Masking up is our moral and civic duty. Don’t whine about it!


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Fortune Cookie Blog (Cheekiness?)


To win the debate vs. COVID-19 spreaders, who defy public health rules,
it’d neither be cheeky nor tongue-in-cheek to state, “Resolved: The time
is ripe to reclassify both the nose and mouth as private parts. Were this
to occur, we could “pinch” (arrest) anti-maskers for Indecent Exposure!”


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Will A Fan’s Death Wish Come True?

“President Trump greeted and waved at his supporters outside the Walter Reed Medical Center in Bethesda, MD Sunday (10/4); took a short, last-minute motorcade ride to wave to his supporters outside and returned to the Presidential Suite inside Walter Reed.”

WWL-TV YouTube Channel • Oct 4, 2020 • 14,320 views

To further flesh out WWL’s introduction of Trump’s self-centered, reckless joyride:

The final 10 seconds of this video vignette features an off-camera, mentally disturbed, radicalized cultist who spews forth his potentially diseased plume; his high decibel, 37 word count proclamation…

“God bless our president! I would die for him! I will die for that man, happily! I will die for him! Anybody wanna mess with him, you mess with me first! He is a hero, that man!”

Unidentified Male • Oct 4, 2020

• It’d not be shocking to learn that, by now, this ferociously fanatic sycophant’s insane sentiments have come to the attention of his praise-junkie, narcissistic hero.

• It’s also reasonable to assume that whenever Trump’s wind-up toy soldier is out and about, sycophantically obeying his idol’s psychotic marching orders, he never, ever masks up.

• Regrettably, it’d be a safe bet that the ferociously contagious Corona-V will stop at nothing to happily present him the golden opportunity to make that death wish come true.


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His Tweet Could Bury Us All

From Day #1, Donald J. Trump has been dead wrong about damned near everything re COVID-19. So much so, that he, himself, has purportedly become infected. One would think that such an experience would humble him? Heighten his awareness of human mortality? Compel him to care more about the health and well-being of others?

NOPE, that’s not gonna happen.

For proof, look no further than his latest Tweet; one that’s guaranteed to gin up even more reckless, maskless conduct amongst his demented devotees.

“I will be leaving the great Walter Reed Medical Center today at 6:30 P.M. Feeling really good! Don’t be afraid of Covid. Don’t let it dominate your life. We have developed, under the Trump Administration, some really great drugs & knowledge. I feel better than I did 20 years ago!”

Twitter 2:37 PM · Oct 5, 2020

I’ve been racking my brain trying to figure out why he’s still adamantly downplaying this deadly disease. I may be dead wrong, but here are a few possible explanations.

EITHER Trump is under the influence of COVID-19’s brain fog OR he has access to a stash of therapeutics that are ONLY available to elitists OR he’s such an insufferable, inhospitable guy that Corona-V refuses to “hang” with him OR

He has merely caught the common cold and has been re-purposing / exploiting Walter Reed Medical Center for a photo-op to feed his massive ego, prove his debatable machismo and generate some sympathy; maybe even gin up a few extra pity votes.

Look, I’ll apologize to Trump, in advance, if I’ve unfairly characterized him. But, other than an utter disregard for life, how else can we interpret his beyond the pale Tweet? I mean, has there not been enough human suffering and death already? Must his words always make matters worse?

And to think, for a fleeting moment, I had actually expected Donald J. Trump to Tweet how masking up is everyone’s moral and civic duty!

NOPE, that’s not gonna happen, either.

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Tapper’s Must-See Op-Ed

“CNN’s Jake Tapper wishes the GOP leaders sick with the coronavirus a speedy recovery but calls them out for potentially spreading the virus themselves.”

YouTube Channel Blurb / Oct 4, 2020 / 15,570 views

About all I can add, here:

• My own get well wishes.

• re Tapper’s multifaceted, superbly nuanced, spot on commentary, he has earned my “Amen Brother! I could not have said it better” reaction.

• Seeing how the bevy of Donald J. Trump’s physicians, at Walter Reed Medical Center, have been issuing nothing but glowing reports re their patient’s progress; it’d not be out of line to return our focus to Pandemic Management 101.

• The hospitalized, COVID-19 infected Trump now has the PERFECT justification, PERFECT location and PERFECT opportunity to project a more rational, genuinely presidential image.

How so? Albeit nine months too late, he could still sign an Executive Order that’d make it mandatory for all residing within the U.S. to mask-up in public, STAT!

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Tick… Tick… Tick…


Each time I (conscientiously) mask-up to (reluctantly) set foot into Donny’s Diseased America, I log “The Event” on my wall calendar along with the locations of where I’ve been. It’s all in the hope that, if/when Donny’s Disease strikes me down, at least such data could, somehow, prove useful to contact tracers.

Alas, at that point, the 14 day, COVID-19 incubation countdown clock gets reset… Tick… Tick… Tick…

So far… for me… that now stands at 3 days down and 11 to go.

The rub, here, is that even if no symptoms appear, I still don’t know, with any certainty, whether or not I pose a health threat to humanity. And I cannot justify getting tested, each time, when our essential workers, not I, should go to the head of America’s long line.

Of course, owing to my old age and lifelong, respiratory issues, being asymptomatic would not be the likely outcome. Nope, I would not expect Corona-V to treat me kindly.

Truth told, I’ll be surprised to still be alive and well come Election Day 11/03/2020… let alone New Year’s Day 2021.


• I remain fully committed to tirelessly do my part to prevent human suffering and death… i.e. to shelter at home and social distance / mask-up in public. And I will continue to do so for as long as it takes.

• I grow weary of  the man-child, so-called leader who, day in / day out, is doing his damnedest to needlessly prolong his DIY pandemic… to sadistically inflict human misery by ginning up his childish devotees’ ferocious defiance of painless pandemic etiquette… as well as their selfish resistance to basic human decency.

Alas, Donny literally doth have the power of life and death and gets off, regularly, on lording that fact over us.

The good news, here, is that yet another countdown clock is going Tick… Tick… Tick…

And that readout now stands at 57 days…

57 days till Election Day… the day when our ballots must rein in the reign of terror of one Donald J. Trump… in all likelihood… the biggest health threat to humanity to ever walk on 2 feet (with a 4 knuckle assist).


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Fortune Cookie Blog (dead-i-cation)


Diehard malcontents, who’re always “dying” to wrongfully
defend their right to go mask-less during a virulent, death
dealing pandemic, no less, could easily demonstrate their
dead-i-cation to such a sickening undertaking! Literally!!!


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My View and “Whew!”


16 days ago, due to hot, humid summertime conditions, my oily / sweaty skin caused my homemade mask’s left rubber band to slip off my ear while I was within a public, indoors setting. YIKES! Since I had nearly completed my business transaction, I was soon hightailing it back to my car and heading for home. But… had my exit been soon enough?

My being an old man with preexisting breathing issues, I knew that, if exposed, it’d take a miracle for this pitiless pathogen to either spare me or render me an asymptomatic carrier. Excuse the wordplay but, as for expecting a favorable outcome, I wasn’t holding my breath. I just tried to put it out of my mind and keep on busily blogging.

Well, factoring in how COVID-19’s typical incubation period ranges from 2 to 14 days, I suppose it’s not too early to breathe my sigh of relief… naturally, while social isolating at the infinitely safe distance, which the www affords us all.

So, here it goes…


An unnerving, worrisome incident, such as mine…

• Makes me wonder why, at the very least, Donald J. Trump could not have supplied top of the line surgical masks… maybe even N-95’s… to everyone residing in the U.S. Hey, preventing people from getting sick, right from the get go, certainly would’ve made our heroic healthcare providers’ livelihoods and lives a helluva lot safer and easier.

• Reminds me of what steps a fully prepared, proactive, principled POTUS would’ve taken… e.g….

[1] Deploy the National Guard to home deliver sufficient provisions (even prescription meds) to ensure all quarantined citizens can survive, comfortably, for two to four weeks, [2] Repurpose appropriate buildings to safely house and similarly supply the homeless and to reduce overcrowding in existing, multifamily / multi-generational residences, [3] Routinely test everyone for COVID-19 throughout sequestration, [4] retest just prior to cautiously reopening society, and [5] as a final kick-start the economy / restore consumer confidence gesture, ensure every inconvenienced person receives a substantial, stimulus check from Uncle Sam.

Had Trump implemented such procedures, would there even be a need to be masking up America, a half year into, what turned out to be, the coronavirus crisis of his own making?

To be sure, those who wallow in obscene wealth, right on cue, would’ve Tweeted and bleated against such commonsense  measures… even deemed them too costly. Costly? As if what? Saving lives would not be worth whatever the cost? Would they rather blow their wads on palatial mansions, yachts and solid gold toilets?

But, more to the point… do these tightfisted fools actually believe ending a crisis in two months is less cost effective than letting Trump drag it out… on and On AND ON INTERMINABLY!

Well, that’s all I’ve got, for now. Thanks for the opportunity to express my point of view and exhale my “WHEW!”


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Patricia Tiu’s Heartbreaking Narrative (Vid of the Day)

It’s exasperating how some people fail to take the pandemic seriously. Their inexcusable, contemptible conduct has been inclusive of throwing pandemic parties (where the party animals’ intent is to deliberately spread COVID-19) and throwing tantrums when Governors issue statewide orders to wear masks in public.

One wonders if their alleged minds would change, were they to happen by to give a listen to our selfless hero, New York nurse Patricia Tiu? Within our Vid of the Day, she relates her horrifying, frontline accounts of the oft lost, life and death battles, transpiring within COVID-19 ICUs, worldwide.

Just thinking about all the endless heartbreak, I can barely hold back my tears. While I’d like to think that everyone could react in a similar manner, keeping in mind my lead paragraph, I’m not holding my breath.


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