The usual use of the word wave in popular culture has a positive twist to it. Harnessing the power of a big wave on a surf board. Or riding a wave of good luck. But when it comes to yet another wave of the Coronavirus, there is nothing positive about it. As if to emphasize the insidious nature of the virus, the third wave, which was always on the books, is more brutal than the preceding two.
Next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways
It’s still rock and roll to me
– Billy Joel
Now that the first waves have killed-off many susceptible people – the elderly and those with compromised immune systems – the variant-driven third wave has taken aim at younger, healthier victims. If there is an upside to this third wave, it’s the administration of vaccines.
Catch a wave and you’re sitting on top of the world
– Brian Wilson, Mike Love
But it is a race like never seen before. Governments, particularly mine in Canada, are struggling to get adequate vaccines, then get them poked into arms. The anti-vaxxer, anti-masker, flat-earth adherents would have you believe this rush to jab is all in keeping with the upcoming Great Reset. Some would liken the urgency to lemmings sprinting to the cliff’s edge, as people flock to have their dose, or doses, prior to the third wave getting its grip on them when what they are ‘really’ getting is a microchip so Bill Gates can control them.
We’re having a Heat Wave,
A tropical Heat Wave
Meanwhile most of us have already voluntarily agreed to be trackable at all times by carrying a mobile phone with us. No need for a microchip in the arm when you’ve got one in your hand. If only they could figure out a way to distribute and administer the vaccine by way of cell phones, we’d have this thing licked in no time.