

“Follow…”
“Follow the Science, my God, follow the Science…” our first “Karen” forcefully, even dare I say, loudly demanded of my wife yesterday; smiling, happy, lovely, pretty, care free, goofy Joelle.
Now, I use the Karen label in some level of ignorance. It’s a phrase my daughter used to describe the lady. Apparently, this is a descriptive term, or name, to identify an individual like the one visiting our business yesterday. I don’t know fully from where it originates. I know it’s a negative term.
It seems like it’s just a term to describe what I might deem a “Screaming Ninny”. To me, that’s what this woman sounded like.
