I thought I couldn’t hate any part of the COVID-speak more than “the cases,” but there’s a new word that bugs me even more.
It’s “the numbers.”
“Yes, but look at the numbers. Nuuuuuumbers…” sheeple bleat, their eyes glazed over with pleasure. “Numbers being what they are… It’s just that numbers are so bad…”
It takes everything I’ve got not to blare, “Numbers of what, you numbskull? Numbers of what? What are we counting, you facile piece of utter uselessness?”
I’ve got half a mind to set filters on my emails so that everything containing “cases, numbers, and trying times” goes directly into the Trash folder.