When you believe that the world's going to end in eleven years, why not?

Kids taking advantage of dirt-cheap airfares and heading out for adventure.”If I die, I die”, says one intrepid traveler, and she’s right. I’m no kid, and I could give a fig about global warmist’s claptrap, but I’m giving serious thought to visiting a friend in the Philippines on the same principle: do I care if I reach 88? I do care, I don’t want to. I see that nursing homes are now barring visitors to their warehoused patients: if I were in a nursing home right now, I’d be ordering Chinese take-in, every night.*

On a possibly related note, China has shut down the last two of the 16 temporary hospitals in Wuhan which it opened at the height of the crisis. I don’t believe much of anything that the Chinese government has to say about this flu, but this does suggest that buying a pennies-on-the-dollar flight now for a trip this summer might be a smart move.

Or not; no one lives forever.

*whoaa, turns out OCA’s with me on this: Not buying Chinese food is waacist!