We're listening to messages about individual responsibility. And nobody seems to like accepting their individual smallness, because we also agitate the stick easily. I have some views and a lot of behaviours in relation to this pandemic and I disagree with other views and behaviors. But at first I decided not to bite those around me, even if they used the mask as a headband, even though their biggest concern would have been not being able to turn around the mountain on Sunday.

It's not indifference. I have family members in the hospital who work in blue and pink gown, unable to disconnect, because they spend the day dealing with the consequences of the pandemic; and all the consequences that come to the hospital are not virgins. These workers, and many others, we have left them alone, busy asking others to account. They have taught us carrots and given us enough, they have taught us the magnitude of our responsibility. What we are being asked to do is not to be able to deliver, and we are all in favour of whoever receives the blows, whether we agree or not.

But carrots are ours, and the very respectable lords have taught only sticks to steal them. And the carrots won't come back alone: the data says, individually, that our head will burst.