BC Must Crack Down on Covid Travelers

Our two-person isolating household is getting more Covid recommendation-breaker angry.

Yes, we’re getting out and hiking and rambling, but always just the two of us, with our masks and our sanitizer. And we stay within a near radius.

When Ontario and Quebec have imposed lockdowns and travel bans, why are there apparently skiers from those provinces in Whistler, BC?

How did they get here, if they’re not supposed to travel even within their own provinces?

Hell, all of us in BC are strongly counselled not to travel outside our communities.

We are told we shouldn’t visit elderly relatives who live minutes away. So how are the tourists getting here?

Our political leaders are saying this is beyond their control.
No, it is NOT.

To get to BC you either have to cross an international border, which is supposedly closed, or you have to fly in (which is supposedly tough, but apparently not so much), or you can drive in on very few few cross-provincial highways that would be easy to control.

So what gives?

Unpacking Folk Songs?

From the overanalyzing folk songs files:

I have this Ukrainian folk song running in my head. It’s a humorous song about a cowardly kozak who is attracted to a girl and her aromatic pyrohy/perogies.

But a group of hunters comes along, and carries off the girl and the perogies.

So in the punch line/final stanza the kozak wails: “Oh you horrible enemies, take the girl but bring back the perogies!”

Ha ha ha. . .

I have several recordings of this song ranging from polka bands to an opera-style baritone backed by a small orchestra.

I know, I know, folks have been chortling at this song for centuries, but there is a message to unpack. . .

No idea why this popped into my mind today, but there you go.