There is an expression "when the chickens come home to roost" and our current pandemic is revealing these raw truths. Did we let a rooster in the hen house? Did he keep us safe? Does his presence keep us vulnerable and on our nerves grate? Perhaps we "let a fox guard the hen house", a more likely situation, and we now stand by witnessing while he brings down this great nation.
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