I think we'd all agree that significant portions of the world are in very sad shape right now. I'm not talking about those parts we might call First World and the COVID-19 pandemic, economic downturn, shortages economy, abrogation of equal rights, and/or a dozen other issues.
Huge segments of the world's population are at or near the subsistence level, that point where living hand to mouth is so precarious that there's an excellent chance you need to keep checking to make sure you still have all the fingers on the hand you started out with after you put it in your mouth.
Those parts of the world didn't need a pandemic for things to turn bad; things were already bad and now they are heading towards unbearable. And then you have the curious case of Bill Gross, Amy Schwartz, Mark Towfiq, and Carol Nakahara. I have every intention of feeling sorry for them this coming Sunday morning at about two (I lead a busy life and can't squeeze then in until then) and perhaps even organizing a telethon.
What? We set the clocks back Sunday morning at two? Oh well.
-bill kenny
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