I think the most numbing part of the last year is that I’ve kept making really unpleasant predictions, and very smart authority figures I respect continually reassured me I was wrong. The pandemic. Lockdowns ending too early. Vegas. Disney. The protests. I haven’t been wrong yet.
After the election, my dad shrugged quietly and told me, “science and reason will always exist in my house”.
For the indefinite future, I can only see my dad masked, outside, and briefly anymore, for his own safety.
For the indefinite future, I can only see my dad masked, outside, and briefly anymore, for his own safety.
This isn’t an “I told you so”. I wanted to be wrong about everything.
Wear a mask.
Distance.
Take care of your neighbors.
Be informed and care about your nation.
Vote.
Wear a mask.
Distance.
Take care of your neighbors.
Be informed and care about your nation.
Vote.
And, in cybersecurity and in life, never underestimate the bounds of human greed or human compassion.
