My Current Opinion on Anti-Maskers and Anti-Vaxxers

A cartoon explains it perfectly.

The question keeps coming up about we feel regarding people who refuse to mask up or get vaccinated when there’s no good reason not to do either one (or both). I’ve decided I have a zero-tolerance unfavorable opinion of these people. A cartoon came across my Twitter feed this morning that explains exactly why:

Anti-Vaxxers
As the caption to the photo says, this was posted on Reddit by Yenserl6099 but I traced it back to a NYDN Bramhall Cartoons page. (If posting it here violates fair use of copyrighted content, please let me know so I can remove it.)

Yeah. We’d be out of this pandemic if it weren’t for stubborn and stupid anti-vaxxers who claim their personal freedoms (to be idiots, I suppose) are more important than their health, the health of their family and friends, and the health of the nation and world. These selfish, usually misinformed whiners are preventing a timely end of the pandemic, causing the rest of us extended financial, emotional, and even health-related suffering.

Misinformation and Conspiracy Theories Can Kill

Some reflections on the danger of COVID misinformation and conspiracy theories.

Do you want some reliable information about COVID-19? Visit the Center for Disease Control’s COVID page: https://www.cdc.gov/coronavirus/2019-ncov/. This page is especially useful if you’re wondering what to believe about vaccines: https://www.cdc.gov/coronavirus/2019-ncov/vaccines/facts.html

The other day I saw a business owner I hadn’t seen since early in the days of the COVID pandemic. His name is Mike. His business is down in Yakima, WA and I’m pretty sure that the last time I saw him was when I was on my way back from my southern migration in mid March 2020.

The last time I saw Mike

Back then, the pandemic was still new. I’d done a bunch of art shows in Arizona and was scheduled to do one in Borrego Springs, CA on the second weekend in March 2020. I’d voiced some concern to my artist friend, Janet, who was also going to do the show, wondering whether it would be cancelled. She thought I was nuts — that’s how new COVID was. So we both drove all the way out to Borrego Springs, camped out in the desert, and were informed, the day before setup, that the show had been cancelled.

This told me what I’d already suspected: the pandemic was real and it was serious.

I headed home and stopped in Yakima along the way to pick something up at Mike’s shop. He was spewing conspiracy theories as usual — he’d always shared what he learned from far right wing radio talk shows with me and I always tuned them out — suggesting that COVID wasn’t real.

I got what I needed and hurried home.

I don’t like to disagree with folks who share what I think are crazy beliefs — it just isn’t worth it — but I don’t like to hang out with them, either. It’s almost as if I’m worried that some of that crap will take root in my brain and start rotting it.

Mike’s Bout with COVID

Want to read a real story from a COVID survivor? This Twitter thread has plenty of first-hand details.

Fast forward to Monday of this week. I needed another item from Mike’s shop and was already down in Pasco for an art show that weekend. Instead of going straight home, I headed over to Mike’s place in Yakima. I wore a mask when I went inside and, although none of the employees were wearing masks when I showed up, they all put them on right away. I admit that surprised me. Yakima is one of Washington’s COVID hot spots for a reason.

I talked to Mike. He wasn’t vaccinated, of course. He reported that he’d gotten COVID and told me all about the symptoms. How quickly it had come on, how he’d lost his sense of taste and smell, how he’d had a cough and some trouble breathing. He didn’t need hospitalization — or, if he did, he didn’t tell me about it. But since getting COVID, he was having issues with his arms. Pain, mostly, and lack of strength. It had been going on for months. His doctor had tried several pain medications and none helped — although ibuprofen, which I suggested, did. He claimed his doctor told him not to take it long term because it could “mess him up.” So he was living in constant pain after having COVID.

He was suffering from Long COVID.

He knew it. He admitted it. He said the good thing was that now he was immune to COVID so he wouldn’t be getting the vaccine. That was good because there was an Israeli study….

He went on a bit before I interrupted him and told him I had to go. (My fear of brain rot had kicked in.)

It Really Isn’t Worth It

Despite his crazy beliefs, I kind of like Mike. I don’t want him to be sick. I want him to get vaccinated. I want him to understand that what he’s reading isn’t true or is, at the least, misleading.

So when a FactCheck.org article related to misinformation about the Israeli vaccine study crossed my Twitter feed, I sent him a link in a text message.

You mentioned Israeli studies about vaccine efficacy. I hope you’re getting FACTS and not misleading information. Here’s an article from FactCheck.org about a misleading video about the Israeli studies. https://www.factcheck.org/2021/11/scicheck-video-questioning-vaccine-efficacy-pushes-falsehood-about-israel-data/

It got the response I should have expected. I can imagine him typing all this crap into his phone, feverishly trying to convince me that an organization I trust and respect is “bullshit.” I didn’t even read it all. In fact, I didn’t even know until just now, when I selected it to copy and paste, that he’d written so much; it didn’t show up in the text window. But here it is, in its entirety:

Did you know that fact-check.org is a bullshit site ? Deep into censoring, tainted by big Pharma money and tied to Facebook ?
No I’m not misinformed . I know too many Doctors, and RN’s who I talk to that agree with me . I don’t care if someone wants to get the Jab or not. I’ll take my chances with my natural antibodies, could I get sick again, yes, just like those who got the jab . I’m on the same page as Rand Paul. At least I won’t have to worry about all the side effects people have been experiencing.
I read all news left and right and it amazes how gullible and naive people are , for example just look at how many people fell for that phony Russian collision bullshit . You know, the ones that ONLY get their news from CNN or MSNBC, you know the type. The totally misinformed . Now that made up bullshit is coming to light . Durhams investigation has proven it to all be a total fabrication .
As far as studies go to the efficacy of natural antibodies there have been 96 studies so far .

Japan crushes Big Pharma with a small yet effective move


Japan is vaccinating and the Japanese government recently made Ivermectin available too . Since Ivermectin was made available New cases have plummeted from over 6000 per day to around 100 . If used in the early stages it is very effective . You can always tell who the misinformed are when you mention Ivermectin . If Horse Dewormer comes out of their mouth you can tell they are misinformed . Ivermectin was distributed to 300 million people in Africa by Merck for over 30 years, billions of doses taken safely . It is considered by the WHO as one of the ten most important drugs in existence . In 2015 the inventors won a Nobel prize for the good they did . River Blindness, elephantiasis and a host of other disease was eradicated by its use . There is also the Veterinarian Ivermectin medicine .
Believe what you want . I won’t believe anything coming from sources like factchecker.org and Wikipedia . Way too biased for me .

My response was short and simple:

Believe what you want. Sorry to bother you.

It’s kind of heartbreaking.

But there’s one thing I should have told him, one thing I realized after that final text to him.

He didn’t get vaccinated and he got COVID. I did get vaccinated and I mask up in public and I haven’t gotten COVID. Coincidence? I don’t think so.

Another Neighbor Dies

Last week, another one of my neighbors died of COVID.

Understand that I live on a private road with only about 25 lots and maybe 20 homes. In total, fewer than 50 people live here. Yet we’ve lost two of them to COVID.

The first was an older guy who lived by himself and was not well-liked in the neighborhood. I don’t know for certain what his personal beliefs were, but I know he was friends with another anti-vax neighbor who he visited every morning for coffee. I’d see him drive by with his dog — the same one who killed my chickens twice — barking his brains out the pickup truck’s window.

The story that went through the neighborhood is that he got COVID and was hospitalized. He was in for quite a while. They were ready to release him when they discovered he had pneumonia. So they kept him longer. Then, before they could release him, he had a stroke — could it have been caused by a COVID-related blood clot? I don’t know. They sent him off to the Seattle side of the mountains for rehab and he died a while later.

Keep in mind that all this happened before there was a vaccine. Sure, he could have kept safe by wearing a mask, maintaining his distance from others, etc. But he apparently didn’t think that was necessary. Instead, he carried on his morning coffee routine with the other anti-vax neighbor, a man who goes off to work every day and is doubtlessly in contact with many people. And who knows what kind of other socializing he did?

The more recent death was infinitely sadder. The man who died was also unvaccinated, but he was a doctor so I honestly don’t understand why he didn’t get vaccinated. He was in his 50s and had recently built his home. He had a wife and grown kids and probably grandkids. He was in that time of life when the hard work is done and retirement is on the horizon. The time we supposedly work hard for our entire lives.

He and his wife both got COVID. They both wound up in the hospital. She recovered. He didn’t. He went into the ICU. I don’t know if he was intubated — I didn’t ask. But he didn’t come out.

I knew he was dead when I came home from shopping one day and saw the florist’s delivery van coming down the road from the direction of their home. Another neighbor confirmed it later. I was asked to help spread the news among our other neighbors, including the vaccinated couple across the street who had gotten relatively mild cases of COVID from co-workers and the pediatrician at the hospital who likely already knew about our neighbor’s death.

What I find so sad about his death is how preventable it was. A shot or two in the arm may have prevented his COVID infection and likely would have prevented death even if he did get infected. But somewhere, he’d read something that convinced him it was better to not get the vaccine. Did he regret that decision in the days and weeks leading up to his death? I don’t know. I hope his wife, family, and close friends learned something.

I hope my other neighbors learned something. But I know they didn’t. Apparently, these people can’t believe reality until it strikes them.

Hell, even Mike doesn’t believe — and he’s actually suffered through it.

The Pandemic Isn’t Over

This past weekend, I sold my jewelry at an art show in Pasco, WA. The venue was indoors and masks were required. I normally work at home and wear a mask only when indoors in public — for example, when shopping — so I wasn’t used to wearing one for 10 hours straight. I did not enjoy it.

I’m angry that I had to do it.

I’m not angry with the governor or the venue operator or the show promoter who required it. They are doing what they have to do to keep us safe. I appreciate that.

CDC COVID Cases
CDC COVID Deaths
As of today, the CDC reports more than 46 MILLION cases of COVID-19 in the US and 755,201 deaths in the US due to COVID-19.

Instead, I’m angry with the stupid, gullible, misinformed idiots who doubt COVID is real or serious when people are getting struck down with it every day. People who think the vaccine does more harm than good when all evidence proves otherwise. People who are keeping the virus alive and allowing it to mutate by giving it a place to thrive and grow — their own bodies — because they’re not taking logical, science-based precautions.

We are nearly two years into this pandemic and it is still affecting our lives. And it will continue to affect our lives until the misinformation and conspiracy theories about it stop.

Do you want this to be over? Get vaccinated. Wear a mask when among strangers or unvaccinated friends. Don’t let your guard down. Stop believing the bullshit. Let’s end this already.

A Message for Anti-Vaxxers

It’s simple: vaccines save lives.

While I’ve been blogging about my summer cold, I’ve also been innundated by ads on YouTube, news stories on the web and radio, and Twitter posts practically begging people to get their COVID-19 vaccinations. The fact that people are not doing this blows my mind. Why wouldn’t you get a vaccine that could prevent you from getting a potentially fatal illness?

Apparently there are a lot of folks out there who believe conspiracy theories about the vaccine putting a chip in them, magnetizing their skin, or being “experimental” and, thus, dangerous. (I guess these are the same people dumb enough to believe the earth is flat, we never landed on the moon, and jet contrails are full of mind control chemicals. Does the stupid ever end?)

I’ve got one thing to say to these gullable morons: wake the fuck up.

Vaccines save lives. We no longer have to fear polio, smallpox, measles, and other serious, life-threatening illnesses because of vaccines. This has been proven again and again all over the world.

And to everyone out there who says they’re not getting vaccinated because “COVID is 99% survivable,” understand that there’s a huge difference between having an illness — whether it’s the common cold (which I appear to have), the flu, or COVID-19 — and dying from it.

Sure, there are folks who have gotten COVID and have survived. Lots of them. Maybe even 99% of them.

But are you considering the percentage who have been bedridden for weeks or months due to symptoms? The ones who have lost their jobs because they simply can’t do them anymore? The ones who have been hospitalized and separated from their friends and families? The ones with ventilator tubes painfully inserted into their airways, making it impossible to breathe on their own or even talk or eat? Do you think those folks are glad they weren’t vaccinated even though they survived (or have survived so far)?

Long COVID symptoms
Do you really want these symptoms for months or years? This scares me more than dying. At least when you’re dead you’re not suffering every damn day of your life.

And what about the ones who survived but are still dealing with post-COVID symptoms, including “long COVID” sufferers who still feel weak or achey, suffer from headaches, or can’t taste their food? And those with permanent brain or organ damage?

And what about the ones who survived but infected friends or family members who weren’t so lucky? The ones who have to carry the weight of someone else’s death on their shoulders because they so stupidly believed in conspiracy theories or disregarded science?

Don’t be a statistic like the folks in this Washington Post article:

A coronavirus outbreak at a Florida government building killed two people and hospitalized several others who were unvaccinated against the virus, a county official said.

The Manatee County Administration Building reopened Monday after the virus that causes covid-19 spread throughout the county’s IT department and forced the building to shut down on Friday. Manatee County Administrator Scott Hopes, who is also an epidemiologist, said six unvaccinated employees, including five in the IT department, tested positive for the virus within a two-week period.

The two IT employees who died last week were identified in local media and obituaries as Mary Knight, 58, and Alphonso Cox, 53.

Hopes said that the one IT employee, 23, exposed to the virus who was vaccinated did not get infected.

Do you see a pattern here? I’m sure we’ll be seeing a lot more pieces like this one. Don’t let yourself or a loved one be featured as one of those killed or permanently disabled by their own stupidity — or yours.

Wake up and get vaccinated now.

A Footnote about My Cold on Day 5

A theory on how I got it.

I blogged about the cold I’ve been dealing with since Friday afternoon here. It’s now Wednesday morning and I’ve still got symptoms.

Yesterday, I got a call from one of the pilots who’s been working with me on cherry drying for the past bunch of years, Gary. Gary had arrived on Tuesday with his RV and, on Wednesday, after two of his pilots arrived with the helicopter, we all went out to lunch at a local restaurant called McGlinn’s Public House. McGlinn’s has indoor and outdoor seating, but since the outdoor seating was all taken and we were all vaccinated, we settled on indoor seating in the sparsely furnished bar area.

Temperature
Who knew? Each time I took my temperature with my Kinsa thermometer, it was sending the reading to my iPhone where it synced with Apple’s Health app. Since my “normal” temperature is in the 97s, you may be able to imagine how I felt at 100.2° on Monday. I’m in the low 98s today.

Mask use has always been a little iffy on this red side of a blue state and I can’t say I saw any masks in the restaurant. Of course, it is a restaurant where people eat and it’s impossible to eat with a mask on so I wasn’t really surprised.

Gary, his crew, and I were together briefly again on Thursday when I showed them a parking spot for Gary’s RV. And I was with Gary again briefly on Friday when we ran into town in his truck to pick up a few things at the store. I didn’t wear a mask at all during this time.

Fast forward to the call from Gary yesterday (Tuesday). He began by apologizing for “disappearing.” “I’ve been sick as a dog all weekend,” he told me.

“Me, too!” I exclaimed. We then went on to compare symptoms. He seemed to have more pain than I did and I seemed to have more coughing than he did but otherwise we had pretty much the same thing. Together, we stepped backward to the places we’d been and the timing was just right for mutual exposure at McGlinn’s.

Later, he spoke to the two pilots who had been with us. Both of them were at least 20 years younger than us — hearty young guys who might be able to fight a bug better than we could. Neither were sick. But still. It was too much to be a coincidence.

I then began wondering how I could be hit so hard by something that wasn’t COVID when I really didn’t get sick that often at all. And then I realized that it might have something to do with my isolation over the past year or so. I live a pretty solitary existence, but I would normally go out and about, maskless, at least a few times a week. Over the past year, however, I’d been out a lot less frequently and had been wearing a mask among strangers almost all the time. Could that have weakened my immune system? Could not exposing myself to miscellaneous germs in the natural course of my day have put my immune system on vacation?

Sure seems that way. Numerous news stories, including this one on PBS Newshour, report exactly that:

A curious thing happened during the COVID-19 pandemic: With masks, social distancing, and Purell galore, we kept most other germs at bay.

Flu vanished. Cases of respiratory syncytial virus, or RSV, which in a normal winter puts nearly 60,000 children under age 5 in the hospital, were nonexistent. Most of us appeared to sidestep the soup of bugs that cause colds.

But as masks come off, schools reopen, and some travel resumes, we should expect a resurgence of these viruses — perhaps a big one. Some experts fear we’re in for a nasty cold-and-flu season or two, pointing to a combination of factors that could make for a rough re-entry to the mixed microbes world.

There’s more, of course. I encourage you to read the whole piece.

I seem to be living proof of this. After more than a year of protecting myself, I dropped my guard and, less than a week later, I’m sick with a bad cold I can’t seem to shake.

Would I have gotten this sick if I hadn’t been wearing a mask the whole time? I don’t know. I do know that I could have been sicker — possibly with COVID — so don’t for a minute regret my caution.

What I do regret, however, is dropping my guard as if the health risk is over. Clearly, it’s not.

Getting Past a Cold

Is it my age or a weakened immune system?

I’m just starting to recover from a cold that pretty much knocked me completely out of commission for the past three full days. Even today, I’m feeling it, but at least I’m starting to feel somewhat better — or at least good enough to take a shower, do some light household chores, and take care of sending orders out to Etsy customers.

I started feeling it on Friday afternoon, after yet another full day doing things around the house and yard and helping one of my contract pilots settle in for his five week stay nearby. Really feeling tired and run down. I was supposed to visit with a friend at the local winery but cancelled. I needed to rest.

The Lead Up

Let me take a few steps back. The previous weekend had been super stressful for me. I’d signed up to sell my jewelry at a festival in Wenatchee that was originally supposed to be held in early May, long before cherry season. It had been postponed to June. There was rain in the forecast and two of my clients had pushed their start dates up a week earlier. I was short a pilot because a guy had cancelled two weeks before his start date and I hadn’t been able to find someone to replace him. One of my pilots was brand new and had never dried before.

I flew on Saturday morning at 4:30 AM, then spent the day sitting in my jewelry booth, trying not to worry about the weather. The weather for Sunday looked so bad that I packed up my booth a day early, risking the ire of festival management for the sake of my sanity. Another night with four hours of sleep led to a beautiful day — until around 7 PM when the thunderstorms rolled in and frantic clients started calling. I still can’t believe we tried to dry cherry trees in that wind with t-storms in the area. We wound up landing to wait it out — one of us in an orchard and two of us on a building site adjacent to one of the orchards. When the storms passed, we each dried an orchard block before landing. It was nearly dark.

Up at 3 AM the next morning. Rain and sun on and off all day. The drying conditions were much better, but we flew a lot. One of the pilots and I even launched at 8:40 PM to cover an orchard in Quincy. Although we didn’t finish, we gave it our best effort. It was dark when we got back.

The LZ
Here are our helicopters in the LZ on Monday evening. We were waiting for more rain and actually did get called out one more time after this.

Up at 3 AM again the next morning. Called out to dry that Quincy orchard again. Then a meeting with the FAA to inspect my helicopter. (Don’t ask; even I don’t understand why they sent two guys in two separate cars all the way from Spokane.) Then helping settle a pilot in and trying to catch up with the work I’d been neglecting all weekend.

I tried to sleep in every morning for the rest of the week. I really did. But my body clock wanted me out of bed before 4 AM. And I had things to do, so I didn’t argue. Occasionally, I found time for a nap in the afternoon.

And that brings me to the end of the week, when I was physically exhausted and starting to feel a cold coming on.

The Symptoms Multiply

The next morning, Saturday, I was a mess. Sore throat, dry cough. Aches all over. Flu-like symptoms.

I immediately thought the worst: COVID. Sure, I’m vaccinated, but the Johnson & Johnson vaccine isn’t at the top of anyone’s list of vaccine choices. I got it because that’s what was available. None of the vaccines are 100% effective, after all, and I’d spent way too much time in public, eating in restaurants with my pilots and shopping without a mask in a mostly maskless environment. There are just enough wackos out here who think the virus is a hoax — did I mention that I live on the red side of this blue state? — or don’t believe in vaccines. Or — heaven help us — that Bill Gates is putting microchips in the vaccine to track us. Do you think those people will be wearing masks when no one is checking to see if they’ve been vaccinated?

I tried to get sign up info for COVID testing at the local health care place, Confluence Health. Although their drive-up facility was still set up, you needed a doctor’s order to get the test. And it looked as if they might be charging a fee for it — $200+? — which doesn’t surprise me, given that they recently charged me $240 to talk to a doctor for 7 minutes about my arthritis, which she couldn’t do anything to help.

Walgreens had free drive up testing. I’d used one of their locations in Arizona with a friend back on Super Bowl Sunday so I was familiar with how it worked. Of course, the test wasn’t available that day. I’d have to come back on Sunday. I made my appointment.

I spent the day eating and sleeping and reading. Eating because warm or cold food going down my throat really felt good. Sleeping because I had no energy. Reading because I had to do something while I was awake.

My dogs were surprisingly understanding about all this. They slept near me on my bed or the sofa or the reading chair in my living room. They didn’t seem to need to go out very much, which was fine with me.

Sleeping Pups
My pups slept even more than I did, which is difficult to believe, considering how much I slept.

On Guard
I’m not a believer in “essential oils” as remedy, although I do have other versions of dōTERRA products because I like the way they smell. I don’t ingest any of them, though.

My neighbor brought me chicken soup, zinc tablets, and some sort of “essential oil supplement” that she used when she had a cold. “Put a drop on your tongue.” She demonstrated by putting a drop on her finger and then putting it on her tongue. “It doesn’t even taste that bad,” she told me. It reeked of cloves, which isn’t a horrible smell, but not something I wanted in my mouth. I read the label. “For aromatic or topical use,” it says. Needless to say, I did not put any on my tongue.

I did have a few zinc tablets, though. Why not? And the soup was good.

I took my temperature and was shocked to see it at 99.1°F. “Normal” for me is in the 97s, so this was a legitimate fever for me. I never get fevers. I was already taking ibuprofen for the pain; I added aspirin for the fever.

Before bed, I took a nighttime cold remedy, hoping it would knock me out. I slept restlessly most of the night, prompting one of my dogs to sleep on the sofa.

Sunday was more of the same, although my nose was starting to get into the act.

I went to Walgreens at the pre-determined time and got the kit at the drive up. But I made the mistake of giving my nose a good blow before using the swab. As a result, there was a drop of blood on the swap and the girl on the other side of the plexiglass said she couldn’t use it. Same result on the second swab. “You get one more try,” she told me, sending over a third swab. I swabbed gingerly in one nostril, as instructed, and got a blood-free result. But did it have enough snot on it to conduct the test?

I got the result by email 30 minutes later. Negative.

But did the swab have enough snot on it to conduct the test?

I may never know.

I went home and slept the afternoon away. I took my temperature a few times. I reached a high of 101°F. I felt like total crap. Even ice cream didn’t help. I had to sleep sitting up to prevent the drip at the back of my nose from aggravating my throat.

By Monday (yesterday) morning, my nose was all in. I’ve had worse runny noses — usually allergy related — but this was bad enough to keep a tissue box close at hand. At the same time, my cough had gotten worse and was now producing a thick, yellow mucus. Every time I coughed some up, I figured I was done — there couldn’t possibly be any more in there. But there was.

I napped in the morning and spent the afternoon watching a variety of weird content on YouTube. I learned how women in 18th century Europe dressed. I learned how a volcanic eruption in Indonesia in 1815 killed likely over a million people worldwide by changing global weather for a year. I watched the entire final season of The Clone Wars animated TV show on Disney+.

Hydration Multiplier
Here’s what my neighbor brought over. I actually have used EmergenC in the past and had a dose of it this morning, too.

Another neighbor came by with “hydration multiplier” packets. This is apparently a substance you can use to turn water into something like Gatorade. I had been drinking a ton of water, tea, and orange juice. I didn’t really see the need to put chemicals — including salt — into what I was drinking. But I really do have to thank my neighbors for being so caring and trying to help.

The End is Near

I slept sitting up again last night with a nighttime cold remedy to help me sleep better. It seemed to work. I slept well — right until Rosie decided I needed to wake up and came over to stand on me. It was after 5 AM — the latest I’d slept in over two weeks.

I felt a little better, too. I had my coffee in bed, then made some cream of wheat with honey and applesauce for breakfast. It sure did feel good going down my (still) sore throat. I coughed up some more yellow mucus. I took a shower and put on clean clothes. I started this blog post.

I have a few non-strenuous things to do today in my jewelry shop before making a trip to the post office and a neighbor’s house to drop off eggs. Then I’ll keep resting up. I’ve learned (the hard way) that you can’t rush a cold’s recovery.

At this point, I just hope I’m back to at least 90% by Friday. And, for once, I’m glad there’s no rain in the forecast.