Late last week, the FDA gave emergency authorization to the Pfizer COVID-19 vaccine. This is great news, one that that provides a bit of hope and a proverbial light at the end of this strange tunnel. It’s just a shame that we as a nation are crashing and burning to get there. Right now, over 3,000 Americans are dying every single day due to COVID complications. San Francisco is back in lockdown, and ICU wards across the country are on the brink. The vaccine that can’t come soon enough has arrived, but it’s fighting the aftermath of a war, rather than a building fire.
I am optimistic for a quick rollout, and for other vaccines to join Pfizer’s relatively soon. That said, there are still many more months to go before we start our descent back to normalcy. I’m afraid we haven’t yet crest the wave. A friend of mine that works in the health industry says she personally doesn’t expect to the get the vaccine until April of next year. It will likely be well after that for me, a healthy person in his 30s, working in a non-essential job. I took the New York Times’ “Find Your Place in the Vaccine Line”: 260 million Americans, and half of San Francisco, are ahead of me
What I am saying is that while the vaccine approval is absolutely good news, we shouldn’t get complacent. The coronavirus saga is far from over, though we can take solace that the end is in sight.
That means Christmas is and should be cancelled. I didn’t blame people for gathering for Thanksgiving after a long and arduous year, but do you really need to get together again after less than a month? I think if you saw family and friends during Thanksgiving, it’s only rational and right that you don’t do so for Christmas. The hospitals are already at capacity; the vaccine rollout won’t be quick enough to stem the rise in cases if people gather for Christmas in significant numbers.
Honestly though, I’m not expecting any collective breakthrough. This country has too much freedom, not enough selflessness.
Open and close.