This piece from The Atlantic is a fascinating peek into the mind of a certain type of conservative Christian. Judging from the byline, the author is a conservative Catholic, which would seem to mean that he would be stridently opposed to abortion. That's an inference, but I feel it holds water. I imagine he considers himself devoted to a "culture of life."
And he does not give a flying shit about Covid. There's the usual populist digs at city dwellers and the "upper middle class." The usual stupid whataboutism, in this case some other stringent standards surrounding what constitutes problem drinking. And there's the particularism of his specific case: he's not dead of Covid.
If someone transcribed "If it doesn't effect me, I don't care" into Latin, we could make that the motto of modern conservatives.
The irony of his piece is that he lives in rural Michigan. Yeah, dude, we know no one cares about mitigating the disease in rural Michigan, because over 27,000 people in your state at least have died from this disease.
Here's a self-described conservative Catholic who is outraged at the "murder" of zygotes who is all "da fuck do I care?" about tens of thousands of his neighbors dying.
Now, I agree with him on his observation: lots of people no longer care about Covid. They are "over" it. Medical facilities are strained to the breaking point and we are just beginning to enter a winter/Omicron surge that will cripple our hospital systems - even as it becomes less lethal on an individual level.
Vaccinations (he doesn't explicitly say if he's had his, but he mentions boosters, so I presume he has) are our best defense, but the virus changes quickly when allowed to spread promiscuously. So vaccinations and masks are the way to end this pandemic.
But Real Muricans don't care about...other Real Muricans, I guess.
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