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Is your idea based on internet shit? ‘Cause that won’t do. People want to do REAL things.

Caitlin Rivers, PhD:

It’s not working. Deaths are not coming down. We were edging toward doubling every 4 days. Now it’s back toward every 2 days.

K. Well take it up with the people ALL OVER Kinja engaged in Competitive Pessimist Laddering. Someone will say, “Well two months” and someone wanting to be more badass says, “Nah, a yeah” and someone one-ups that to “Nah, 18 months” and so forth. Whoever’s right:

I want to go out. I want to talk to people. I want to hear live music. I want to drink beer at a bar.

The death toll will be at least an order of magnitude higher if people start going out.

Old people deserve to die from trumpAIDS. But we young people don’t deserve to die from guns. It’s different.

No it isn’t.

Happy to. Don’t give a shit about public health anymore. I’d like to live before I die (which you people like to say is going to happen anyway). I was good. I played along. Now a month is over and I’m done with it.

People always die.

Me, I’ve actively *chosen* to think the opposite of this because I hate quarantine and distancing and want to live my life instead of all of this.

So how does this square with ‘not forever’ in your comment above?

Two years is forever. I’d rather be dead.

Nope. Everyone in this entire thread is saying 6 months, 12 months, 18 months, 2 years, forever. ALL of those are too long. And none of it is helping anyway. People are still dying. I want to end right now.

I want the world to be turned back on right now.

I’m not. I’m not coping. I am angrier every day and I’m not going to get better. I’ve about about 3 days left. Then I will commit suicide. I was counseled out of it before. But this time I’m not going to bother.

Why should we be putting off ANYTHING? We’ve all be social isolating and NOTHING IS GETTING BETTER. This was all for nothing. Turns out it was a false choice all along: Thousands of people are going to die AND we’ll have wrecked the economy.

I did. Twice a week for two years. Don’t you like the new me?

Data scientist isn’t a real job. At a minimum, we should refer to them as ‘spreadsheet starers’. That’s about what they do.

Die.