This year started with an insurrection–a scene in which angry protestors, having just attending a rally in which former President Donald Trump said their votes were effectively silenced–violated the United States Capitol.
We actually had to debate whether a woman breaking into the Speaker’s Lounge during an invasion was “murdered” by Capitol police. We actually had to debate whether the people who broke windows to get in and threatened to kill the Vice President of the United States, were invited in by the same Capitol Police officers some of them wanted to kill.
We had vaccines and for a while, it was cool to remove your masks if you were vaccinated. Then we had Delta. And as Delta faded, we got Omicron. Both variants not only added to the numbers of sick and dying, but also renewed the ongoing foodfight about masks and now, vaccines.
As of this morning, case rates for both Florida and the country are higher than they’ve ever been–and the trendline is almost vertical. The Omicron severity rate seems much lower than previous rates. The death rate in Florida is as low as it’s been since July. Nationally, it’s high, but nowhere near the numbers we saw during the initial wave or last winter.
But it’s still early in our Omicron story, and as many people will almost gleefully proclaim, there’s still time for plenty of death.
We have an exploding wildfire in Colorado to take our mind off the Covid news. And inflation. And whispers of pending economic doom. Microplastics in our food are causing an increase in bowel diseases. And there’s a doomsday glacier in Antarctica that’s poised collapse and cause the sea to rise dramatically.
This was the year that was supposed to cleanse our palettes.
Next year we have several unused letters in the Greek alphabet, additional booster shots, and mid-term elections to look forward to–not to mention the unofficial start of the 2024 Presidential campaign. That won’t start until November 9, so there’s a little time to breathe.
Those are the things we can foresee. We don’t know what we don’t know. About the only thing that hasn’t happened is an alien invasion. The aliens have already seen the story where Jeff Goldblum destroys them with a Mac, so we have to assume they’ve accounted for that.
In other words, we’re screwed.
How will we get through this year?
The same way we got through 2021. And 2020. And any personal years of hell before that.
We need to take care of ourselves, but if recent history has shown us anything, we’re remarkably resilient. If you watch movies, you know that what’s happened the last two years should’ve destroyed society. We should be driving around the desert in armored cars by now, using the people who piss us off as hood ornaments.
And yet, here we are. Still largely functioning as a society. Still helping each other and being civil to each other.
That’s pretty bad ass. That makes me a bad ass.
You, too.
No matter what the New Year brings, we are battle tested. We are ready for whatever shit 2022 throws our way.
Ain’t we just?