Something happened that I was beginning to think was as unlikely to occur as Bigfoot soaring in on a pegasus, sliding down a rainbow, and distributing the leprechauns’ gold stash to the 99 percent: a person who has been quadruple-jabbed and believes in the safety and efficacy of the injectable gene therapy product honestly asked me a question and engaged in a good-faith dialogue.
Dispatches from the New Normal Front: Sparring with the Belligerently Bamboozled
I spent Easter Sunday sparring with a Covidian on Twitter. I have consolidated our exchanges here for your amusement and education regarding the Covidian mind.