YK’s Corona Chronicles: Musings on Sharknado and Tombstone

Early April 2020

Occasionally, I try to glam things up to lift my spirits during quasi-quarantine, as I muse on our society’s failings. I say “quasi” because my former (?) Confederate home state is not taking the pandemic seriously. Were it not for a mayor and school board with sense and the proximity of a military base where facts matter, I might be the only one masked and gloved. As it is, I’m one of fairly few. In fact, at a local halfway-decent liquor store (essential business here, of course, like gun stores), I was the ONLY…