Another stream-of-consciousness report from a master curmudgeon

I figure I’ll continue hiding in Messico. I
recommend it to all. Actually no, I don’t, as
there are already entirely too many gringos here.
Try the Philippines. But I’d like to offer to all
the little sensible advice I have accreted in
most of a lifetime. Bail while you can. You can
both run and hide, at least for a while. When you
are sixty, are you going to think, "Gosh, I wish
I had another thirty years to do whatever
depressing and deleterious thing I’m doing now"?

Flee.

Good advice.

Do it before lockdown.

The essay.