I can’t stop thinking about this.

Imagine you go to Thanksgiving infected but asymptomatic. You infect your relative. They die in a hospital surrounded by strangers.

Thanksgiving will always, to you, be the holiday on which you killed a family member.

Is that attractive? https://twitter.com/alexandraerin/status/1330599715436630018

I would personally rather just skip Thanksgiving one time but clearly I’m a radical leftist and hate holidays anyway because I hate America

When you decide you want to assume the risk, you are not assuming it for yourself. You are assuming it for everyone you’ll be with.

I’ve decided that the only reason people do not grasp this extremely simple fact is that they have a vested and deeply fucked up interest in not doing so.

I cannot imagine living the rest of my life knowing that I killed a member of my family merely because I didn’t want to postpone a holiday for a few months. I just literally don’t know how I would handle that. I don’t know how I would face the rest of my family again.

Probably a lot of the people who will do this—and many people will—are already good at making themselves believe they aren’t responsible for the bad things they do.

And the rest of their families are good at avoiding the uncomfortable task of holding people close to them accountable for their actions when it’s emotionally inconvenient.