In other news, @anon29537550: this looks bad.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
An unfriendly and very unwelcome reminder that We Don’t Know SHIT About SARS-CoV-2 in pediatrics. (I herby request to include the abbreviation WDKS in the Oxford Dictionary and Merriam Webster. I think I’ll need this often in the future.)
For anyone (like me) who’s forgotten who Gregory Rigano is, he’s the con artist who convinced Elon Musk and Donald Trump that hydroxychloroquine was a miracle cure in the first place
“Virologically cured?” 
NARRATOR: They were not.
There are so many links about this I’m not sure which ones to post
From a friend of a friend, so merely anecdotal, but still, a good reminder. I sometimes catch myself thinking, “Oh well, I’ll probably get it sooner or later, I’m healthy, I should be okay if I do.” Etc. Not that I’m anymore lax as a result. It’s more a sort of fatalism, brought on by despair over how poorly my country, the U.S., has been handling things.
I have had Covid-19 for the past two weeks. I feel like maybe there’s a stigma against talking about it, because I haven’t seen many posts saying “I had it, here’s what it’s like,” so I’m doing one. I’m back at the point where I’m functional again. For those of you sharing conspiracy theories, I suppose you’ll just believe I’m part of the conspiracy. For everyone else: it’s not like the flu, or the cold. It’s fucking awful. It’s the sickest I’ve been. It was scary. You might think that because you’re not old or because you’re generally healthy, that you needn’t worry, and I just want to say that in my experience that’s not true. You don’t want this disease. I still can’t walk up stairs without needing to pause to catch my breath at the end. Ever had a near drowning experience, or a dream of one? It’s that, but you’re breathing a lot, and it’s just not working the way it should. It’s like you can’t trust your own lungs. It was like that all the time for several days. I also felt like there was a brick strapped to my chest all the time. I still can’t sleep with my arms across my own chest, as it’s too much pressure. It also hurts, a lot, all over your body, in strange ways. It felt like I had a kidney stone (I’ve had one before) but in different parts of my body at different times. And it wipes you out. I slept about 12 hours a day. I’m normally a 6 to 7 hours a night guy. For those that know me:
I didn’t touch the bandoneón for two weeks.Anyway, please take care. I’m mostly better, and although I don’t know how long the fatigue and shortness of breath thing takes to pass, I assume it will. But please don’t flirt with the idea that you’ll just “get it and get through it.” You might. You might not. But you really don’t want to, trust me.
I wouldn’t worry. (In fact I don’t.) With people all done up like ‘urban activists’ these days (mask/ball cap), bad hair days will not be noticed much — if at all — especially when public exposure is limited.
Brazilian respirator made with a diving mask can help SUS, an organ equivalent to the British NHS.
A foreign company donated all the diving masks from its stock and a group of technological activists, called Motirõ, rolled up their sleeves, devising a way to adapt the equipment for use as mechanical ventilators in hositals that are desperately looking for this equipment.
From Tupi-Guarani, Motirõ means “gathering people to harvest or build something together, to help others”. In our case, a meeting of people seeking to create solutions and generate resources to act in the crisis generated by Covid-19.
All projects developed by this group are open source and have no commercial purpose.
We can only wish…
Update: I though Twitter was banning these creeps? (/s I know of course that they won’t)
Zachary Quinto will have to play Rigano on the new Leverage
And in case anyone thought that it was any kind of real medical organization:
The “Oregon Institute of Science and Medicine” is Robert Mercer’s pet quack, with the many jars of urine.
Yet despite the lab coats and the official-sounding name, the docs of the AAPS are hardly part of mainstream medical society. Think Glenn Beck with an MD. The group (which did not return calls for comment for this story) has been around since 1943. Some of its former leaders were John Birchers, and its political philosophy comes straight out of Ayn Rand.
So, basically a witch’s curse then.
More like usually.
(I fluv Oglaf.)
(Mel Brooks Voice): Merchandising! Merchandising! Where the REAL money from the pandemic is made!
Who buys that garbage?
I mean is there really some trailer park somewhere in Missouri getting an inside track?
Great, now Trump thinks he’s invisible.
The saddest word in my Sunday RSS feed is “Safe”.
Fortunately it sounds like Ducey’s not completely on-board the crazy train:
In gratitude I’ll pretend to care how his name is spelt. For one post.
Drink up kiddies!
First world problems, I know but fucking hell does Face ID suck when you’re wearing a mask. I tried setting up an “alternate appearance” when I was wearing a mask and it detected my face was obscured! Stupid AI.
