NOT being from this part of the world — I know that comes as a surprise to some people — I still think in terms of “seasons,” so it was with a bit of wistfulness that I noted the passing of summer earlier this week. Thanks to this damnable coronavirus, we have now essentially lost two seasons of this year, and by the middle of this week, we can formally write off the year’s third economic quarter, as well.
Having experienced six months of this continuous mild nightmare and with no end in sight,