One of the scariest things about the pandemic is how many people I see willingly filling in the blanks of “we don’t know yet” with a best case scenario, even as tidbits of data trickle in contradicting that.
Then they cry, in unison, “The Spice Must Flow! The Spice Must Flow!” I can envision the people saying, “Schools need to open so I can work!” weeping, a decade or two from now, when their kids keel over from heart attacks or strokes due to lingering effects of undetected MIS-C or COVID-19, and then declaiming, “How could we have known?”
