The only way we'll make it through this disaster is…jokes? Community? Carbs? Compassion? Take your pick. Grab it all. We are officially in a “smoke ‘em if you’ve got 'em” situation.
Here's another suggestion: how about lowering our expectations? Like, “bucket clanking on the bottom of a dry well” low? This is also a valid coping mechanism. What’s true of all this (gestures indiscriminately) also works for “Yellowjackets.”
