I spent the majority of my lunch in the public library. Every time somebody coughed, I wondered if I was being exposed to the swine flu. One little kid was coughing her fool head off, fifteen feet away. One guy let out a huge sneeze, and everybody looked over at him. I avoided the newspapers–too many gooey hands have been fondling them today and read periodicals instead. I rushed back to my office and washed my hands, wondering if somebody with the disease had read the things that I read. And washed my hands immediately. I’d say they have created quite a “crisis” for ole Rahm to manage. Not bad for one single person dying in America so far. We are all doomed. “Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow we may die.”
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Is life so dear or peace so sweet as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!