Was there ever a time we didn’t risk? Seems many are parroting this narrative that we should give up every freedom to reduce risk. Risk is how we won battles, chose a mate, chose a friend, basically walk in a fucking intersection can be a risk. But the reward for overcoming these obstacles could be great. It’s up to you, but I recommend you don’t live the rest of your life in defeat for acquiescence to media scare & political overreaching.
Personally I look forward to going on dates & getting buzzed at clubs, blowjobs & shit again & so should everyone else. We don’t need this shit to turn into the movie 1984 under our nose during a plandemic (yea govts have plans during all this. Our species doesn’t deal with 6ft apart very well. We are horny motherfuckers, & need constant contact & affection & above all.... the freedom to go out & find such pleasure in company. End rant