With a somewhat crude reference to opera, there was a saying in sports that even though you might be ahead in the score, “It’s not over until the fat lady sings.”

I’m told that back in Ohio, many people have stopped wearing face masks. I guess it is some weird interpretation of freedom. Or perhaps a sense that it’s over and we can return to normal life.
I haven’t heard the soprano sing the final aria, yet.
A sheriff somewhere in the US known for downplaying the threat of SARS-CoV-2 now has the disease. He’ll discover that even if he is lucky with a “mild” case that he’ll be quite sick for a couple of weeks. I’m told by those who have had it, “You don’t want to get it. It’s bad.”
I ordered a couple of new masks with the emblem of one of my new favorite news feeds, NextDraft, from Emblem Athletics. But the card that came with it has just that bit of truth mixed with humor that appeals to me. [Note: If you are a Trump supporter or lack a sense of humor, don’t click the link to NextDraft. If you have thrown away your masks or want to be awesome, click the other link.]
There are many spiritual disciplines. One is service to others. Wearing a mask in public places protects others from you and shows that you care.
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