It seems to me that most of the whinging about freedom of choice isn’t about any real impingement of freedom. People have the freedom not to get vaccinated. What they are whining about is being criticized and stigmatized for their selfish use of their freedom.
You are free to do what you want. And I’m free to think less of you for it. Freedom, baby! Yeah!
I have the freedom to chain-smoke cigarettes in my car with my child locked in there with me. This is a freedom I have. Freedom!
But, no, I’m going to demand that not only do I have this freedom, but that I ought not to be criticized for doing so. Because it is my opinion that secondhand smoke is not harmful. That’s a myth perpetrated by the evil medical science cabal. How dare anyone try to tell me otherwise! What sheep they are. Do your own research!
And then, once my ever diminishing circle of reasonable friends and associates stop communicating with me, I will truly be a victim of oppression. What fun.
Tonight on Aging Sluts:
A bar slut no more; sluttiness after sobriety. We discuss how to keep those numbers up without the crutch of alcohol. (One word: yoga!)
“Gee whiz, Dave, you sure do look worried today. What seems to be troubling you?”
“Well, Joe, it’s just that I’m growing concerned that Bob isn’t taking his responsibilities as an auditor seriously.”
“Hmmm… Well, that is a pickle there, Dave. I guess all I can tell you is that we all have had similar concerns regarding Bob. Just know that, like feelings of love, your concerns will probably pass with time.”
“Thanks, Joe. I feel a bit better just knowing that you’ve acknowledged my concerns. I feel perceived and valued.”
“I’m glad I could help, Dave. That’s what I’m here for. Well, that, and watching out for Bob!”
Dave and Joe laugh heartily together. Having bonded over a shared workplace trouble, their dialogue is in no way a waste of company time or resources, so long as they don’t linger too long after the laughter subsides.