This morning, I woke briefly believing that I was a member of the royal family. When my breakfast did not arrive by silver tray and the scuffle of little Corgi feet, reality dawned. Clearly, I've been watching too much of The Crown. I'm not the only one.
 
The screen has fallen from our very own Wizard of Oz, yet he continues to pull the strings of his dwindling, political, pandering puppetry. Incredulously, his flock gratuitously follows him over one cliff after another seemingly unscathed. Perhaps it is because their bodies lack backbones. 
 
We are not in Kansas anymore. Clicking our heels together will not return us to any former semblance of what life once was. It is time we focus on the future by getting ourselves and communities up and running. What does that entail? Vaccinations!
 
As one who goes faint at the sight of a needle, I welcome this one. I will take it as willingly as I popped that sugar cube in 1961 to eradicate polio. It is my duty as a human to be as impervious to this invisible plague as possible. It is our duty to fight it together. I will take it in the arm like a big girl to protect my family and friends as well as yours. Hopefully, you'll return the favor.  
 
Meanwhile, let the Emperor walk around with no clothes. Apparently there isn't much to see anyway. Soon enough, no one will be interested in him at all. We will all be too busy looking at each other — face-to-face.