This is a strange holiday season. To gather, or not to gather: that is the question for many as Omicron bursts onto the scene just in time to turn our seasonal festivities into millions of individual party games of Covid Russian Roulette. Does Aunt Jen look a little under the weather? Or will it be the friend from work who looks perfectly fine that turns Christmas dinner into a super-spreader event?
This holds up very well, sad to say. Stick with film noir, but even that makes me nostalgic for a time when you could take a bus to a new town and a new name when things went sideways.
I blame the willful destruction of the Labor Movement, class consciousness and predatory capitalism.
We are social animals. We thrive when we work together for the common good.
Selfishness is not a virtue and combined with greed, it destroys nations.
Capitalism is the predatory stage of human development and we will evolve out of it or we will perish as a species.
This holds up very well, sad to say. Stick with film noir, but even that makes me nostalgic for a time when you could take a bus to a new town and a new name when things went sideways.