When it comes to the coronavirus (and/or any other disease, flu, etc.), there's only one question I ask myself: Do you want to live?
For me, the answer is Yes. Washing hands, wearing a mask, distancing from people whenever possible, and doing anything else applicable that might keep me (or others) safe.
I want to live.
I choose to live.
But for the people who don't wear masks and don't social distance, etc., Does your freedom mean so much more to you than saving your own life or that of others? Does your freedom not to wear a mask, party with friends, etc. mean more to you than the life of your children, your wife, your father and mother, your grandparents, and so many others? If the answer to that is Yes, then there's nothing more that I want to say to you. If you're going to recklessly endanger not just yourself, but also others, then why should I care if you live or die? I'm not the one who has to look at you hooked up to a ventilator in a hospital. You made the decision not to wear a mask. You made the decision not to social distance. And for those who choose not to do those things, you have to live with the consequences of your actions. Heck, you may even have to live with the fact you made other people sick and/or other people died because of your recklessness and carefree attitude.
So when you go to sleep at night, how does it feel knowing you possibly could have made others sick or that others died? Guilty conscience yet?
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