Prayer vs. vaccine? The results are in! There’s been a rush of right-wing radio hosts and prominent anti-mask, anti-vax agitators dying of Covid lately, so much so that CNN’s daily opinionator, Chris Cillizza, felt compelled to devote a column to them, during the course of which he wrote, in a pious tone, that their deaths were somehow more tragic than most coronavirus fatalities.
Chris and I share many opinions, and possibly a few readers. What we don’t share is the virtue of piety. Cillizza can have all of that, because when I read about howling anti-vaxxers getting the ‘rona and breathing their last into a ventilator, what I see is someone dying with blood on their hands.
Chris, it’s like saying the most tragic death at Little Big Horn was Custer’s.
Together, these fresh corpses probably persuaded thousands, or hundreds of thousands, of people not to get vaccinated, or even wear a mask when they’re packed together at a NASCAR race or at the butcher’s counter at the Piggily-Wiggly. Some of their listeners are going to get the virus as a result, and possibly some of them are going to end up sucking on the same ventilator tube on which their favorite commentator drowned in his own snot.
“Yup, put me on the same machine that Marc Bernier croaked on. He’s my hero,” said no one ever.
All of these full-throated Trumpsters made money by killing people, sure as Blackstone does. The most useless thing about these guys is that they’ll go on killing people from beyond the grave. The opinions they yowled between plugging their sponsors are right now keeping aged rednecks and diabetic white supremacists from getting the shot that might save their lives.
I might be undermining my own argument right there.
Even the pair of them that recanted from their hospital beds (Phil Valentine and Dick Farrel, according to Cillizza) and urged their listeners to get vaccinated probably changed fewer minds than they wanted to. “Oh, I hear them saying get the shot now. But I still ain’t going to. They’re the ones that told me the Deep State controls all the ICU’s in the country. They probably threatened to cut off Dick’s ivermectin unless he said somethin’ good about that vaccine. I hear it magnetizes your gonads.”
Some of them went to hell completely unrepentant. Caleb Wallace, another hate yodeler, founder of the San Angelo Freedom Defenders, which mostly defended the freedom of Texans to share spit droplets, refused to get tested or treated for Covid because “he didn’t want to be another Covid statistic,” according to his widow.
Too bad for him, because he’s a statistic now, of the fatal variety. Wallace was thirty. He had three kids already, and his widow is pregnant. He has passed on his pigheadedness into the next generation, which makes him ineligible for a Darwin Award.
There’s a Go Fund Me page to help pay for his medical bills, because, naturally, he was too proud of his freedom to have medical insurance. Fuck if I’ll link to it.
Piety is not my thing.
Chris and I share many opinions, and possibly a few readers. What we don’t share is the virtue of piety. Cillizza can have all of that, because when I read about howling anti-vaxxers getting the ‘rona and breathing their last into a ventilator, what I see is someone dying with blood on their hands.
Chris, it’s like saying the most tragic death at Little Big Horn was Custer’s.
Together, these fresh corpses probably persuaded thousands, or hundreds of thousands, of people not to get vaccinated, or even wear a mask when they’re packed together at a NASCAR race or at the butcher’s counter at the Piggily-Wiggly. Some of their listeners are going to get the virus as a result, and possibly some of them are going to end up sucking on the same ventilator tube on which their favorite commentator drowned in his own snot.
“Yup, put me on the same machine that Marc Bernier croaked on. He’s my hero,” said no one ever.
All of these full-throated Trumpsters made money by killing people, sure as Blackstone does. The most useless thing about these guys is that they’ll go on killing people from beyond the grave. The opinions they yowled between plugging their sponsors are right now keeping aged rednecks and diabetic white supremacists from getting the shot that might save their lives.
I might be undermining my own argument right there.
Even the pair of them that recanted from their hospital beds (Phil Valentine and Dick Farrel, according to Cillizza) and urged their listeners to get vaccinated probably changed fewer minds than they wanted to. “Oh, I hear them saying get the shot now. But I still ain’t going to. They’re the ones that told me the Deep State controls all the ICU’s in the country. They probably threatened to cut off Dick’s ivermectin unless he said somethin’ good about that vaccine. I hear it magnetizes your gonads.”
Some of them went to hell completely unrepentant. Caleb Wallace, another hate yodeler, founder of the San Angelo Freedom Defenders, which mostly defended the freedom of Texans to share spit droplets, refused to get tested or treated for Covid because “he didn’t want to be another Covid statistic,” according to his widow.
Too bad for him, because he’s a statistic now, of the fatal variety. Wallace was thirty. He had three kids already, and his widow is pregnant. He has passed on his pigheadedness into the next generation, which makes him ineligible for a Darwin Award.
There’s a Go Fund Me page to help pay for his medical bills, because, naturally, he was too proud of his freedom to have medical insurance. Fuck if I’ll link to it.
Piety is not my thing.
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