Politics and pandemic combine to destroy us.

The time has come to ask the only question that counts.

Nothing works anymore. It all came to an end in 2020.

I’ve been waiting for weeks for some medication. My health plan tells me it’s not them, it’s the post office.

I call my doctor to get the prescription sent to a local pharmacy. They never answer.

I have a question about a pension I have with a union. The union rep says they’ll get back to me. They never do. 600 people at the union were laid off. The staff is over-whelmed.

That’s just me and just in the last week so maybe it’s coincidence, but something feels different.

I’m part of a dynamic community of actors, writers, musicians. None of us have worked in nine months.

My neighbor the flight attendant hasn’t worked in nine months. My neighbor the dental hygienist hasn’t worked in nine months. Our rents are falling behind. Our bills due. Our loans in forbearance.

Meanwhile, our politicians act like children. They pretend. They distort. They refuse to lead.

Half of us take serious issue with the idea we owe some sense of responsibility to the community we live in. Opinion is the coin of the realm. Science becomes voodoo. We…