At This Jolly Time of Year

As the cowards and commies cower under Omicron’s threat, have some fun with them.

1) Lace on your fastest running shoes. Find a Jab center that requires victims to wear masks (which, I would expect, is all of them). When you walk in, refuse to diaper yourself—and none of this weaseling about “I can’t.” Instead, stare ‘em right in the eye and assert, “I don’t wear those things” or “I won’t” or even “I haven’t donned one yet, and I don’t intend to now.” See whether the Jabbers’ enthusiasm for sticking us outweighs their fanaticism on masks.

This is the point at which you’ll need your running shoes. Should they finally agree to Jab you anyway, hightail it out of there.

2) Stand as close as possible to the person in front of you in any line; bonus points if there are anti-social distancing markers on the floor that you ignore. Cough. Several times. If you can work up a sneeze, that’s even better. Otherwise, sniffle. Loudly.

Meanwhile, Bill Martin sends this article presenting yet more evidence of the nauseating corruption behind COVIDCon—not that we need it.

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