I keep seeing these – I’ll call them ads – for celebrities who survived some awful brush with covid-related death. Selma Hayek, for example, is opening up about her near-fatal case of COVID19. Okay, fine – I’m opening up too.
First, in Ms. Hayek’s defense, having a bad case of the flu sucks. speaking personally, I only get the flu when some “medical professional” convinced me to get a flu shot, and I don’t get it otherwise. But the flu can kill you, so you need to be free to decide what works for you because there are other factors that escalate that threat. I don’t know Selma’s health history or personal habits, but I am glad she’s okay and wish her well.
But I confess to being amused when celebrities use these “moments” in their lives to “open up” (when there’s marketing potential).
This is from Variety, so there’s that, but seriously? If she was just “opening up” about being sick, who’d care but her family and close friends, and a few super-fans if she still has those. Is the only point to this an opportunistic tease? This rich lady overcomes adversity and, oh, by the way, “marketing!”
Okay, I can do that.
For the majority of the past 14 months, I have done next to nothing any pro-covidista medical professional (or the politicians on whose shoulders they’ve been perched) has told me I should do.
I spent a lot of time in large crowds (beginning last spring), shaking bare hands with mostly maskless people like myself with no magical anti-covid dome creating restaurant tables between us.
I had countless dinners out (with those tables, food, and waitstaff), lots of time visiting with friends at home and away (eating was often involved). A lot of campaign events with crowds. And no one I work with (we were essential ‘cuz we said so) gave a rats ass about wearing a mask (well, there was this one guy – for a while) or sanitizing surfaces beyond any pre-covidelirium practices.
I want to open up about how nothing happened to any of us. Nothing. Not a damn thing.
No one near me, in my family (five of us), or anyone I associated with directly got COVID. I know a guy who they said had COVID. No symptoms, no one in his family had it or had symptoms. No one he knew got it. I think he had a bad PCR test, and the odds are in my favor.
I’m also comorbid (that’s what they tell me), but I did not volunteer to be a human test subject for the experimental inoculations. I chose to be in the control group, and they hate that.
I have no mental health stress, and hey, I’m a blogger – read all about my journey!!! – even though I mostly write about other people’s politics.
That’s right, dammit, be inspired – or don’t!
We’re big on choice here and not the fake kind that the left peddles.
I should add that I don’t smoke (not for 25 years, at least) or work in a particulate heavy environment where (unrelated to the current fear-fashion) folks are already predisposed to colds and flu.
Does that describe Ms. Hayek’s lifestyle? Probably not.
She is three years younger than I am and, if Google is to be believed, has type 2 diabetes. Getting the flu with diabetes sucks, and being worth an estimated 150 million can help, but money is not always the defining factor in such equations.
But what should be is individual rights and choice.
You decide. Not the government. Not pansy-assed politicos and microphone hungry public health bureaucrats (or celebrities) who like to see their name in the news.
Hey, maybe you’d rather live in a cage, and that is your choice too, and I’m good with that, up to the point where you tell me I have to live in one too, and how that should be described.
I’m not interested. Keep that to yourself, please.
