The thing we have to be ready to fight, once teleworking becomes more the norm, is surveillance in the home. "Productivity monitors" or some such nonsense. Keyloggers, motion detectors.
People are dying by the stadium full but asking for any kind of meaningful relief they're treated like spoiled children?
There are more words I want to say, but they're not polite.
My gf literally went out in our yard and picked lettuce leaves that were sitting ON THE GROUND, and carrot/onions/radishes covered in mud, and then she was like "I'm gonna wash these and make a salad." ๐คฎ๐คฎ๐คฎ
