May Kasahara
take me to the feeling
A fresh wave of White Rose stickers has washed over my neighbourhood probably from my nutty Covidiot neighbour. There was one at the station this morning that said something like "men in 1941: facing a 90% chance of death - men in 2021: scared of a 90% recovery rate". I amended the latter with a biro, so it says "men in 2021: moaning about their perceived lack of freedoms".