WHEN icicles hang by the wall,
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail,
When blood is nipp'd, and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl,
To-whit!
To-who!—a merry note,
While Dan's patients totally blow off their appointments.
The Opinion Class: Practicing Focused Protection From Reality
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A class of sheltered COVID pundits are eager to conjure an alternate
history where we let the virus spread in 2020 and everything turned out
just fine.
T...
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