Well, fellas, Friday brought news of a solid vaccine test.
Today brings news of another.
So despite all the gloom and doom of the world since December, the overall numbers still protect all you pricks who are younger and healthier than me (HOW DARE YOU!), and it looks like I'll be getting a vaccine for Christmas ... and then I'll be coming looking for you! So you can stop worrying about the Covid, and start worrying about getting your ass kicked by an old peace-freak with Rheumatoid arthritis, and saggy-ass skin where a bunch of fat used to be.
Based on the numbers at 2:50 today - as reported on the interweb site of Real Clear Politics - which aggregates stats from multiple reporting sources:
There are an estimated 330,000,000 people in the US
48,610,000 of us have been tested
3,927,000 confirmed cases have been reported/documented
(That's about 8% testing positive. But some folks have been tested multiple times, so I look at that as a max rather than a certain. Also, geography differs. But we're spitballing here.)
The estimated 8% of the estimated 330,000,000 of us would be an estimated extrapolation of 26,660,000-ish positive tests (if we all got 1).
143,526 deaths have been reported among the positive case confirmations
If you passed Finite Math you can confirm that 3.65% of confirmed cases have resulted in death
That 3.65% applied to our estimated 26,666,000-ish guesstimate of positive tests (if we all got one) would be 973,065 deaths (which - as we can see and hope - is probably too high - since we have - depending on which reporting source you use - about 144,000 deaths to date. But let's use it anyway.
If 973,065 of us die from Covid, it will be .0029 - which (I think, I could not pass Finite Math) = point 29%, and 99.71% of us are not going to die, but point 2-9% of us will die, and some as-yet-unknown-unreported-barely-discussed-percent of us will have other as-yet-unknown-unreported-barely-discussed-complications which include but are not limited to unidentified brain complications, lung complications and I'm sure others. (To be honest, I'm waiting to compare those conditions/numbers to stuff like MERSA and other superbugs, one of which killed my across the street neighbor, and so I have a bit of interest about.)
Of course, I could be wrong.
And of course you dreadful young and healthy people can pucker upon my hind parts ... for now ... because your risks are not as high as mine, and you should thus be ashamed.
Sweet dreams.
It takes effort, and we're all under stress, but be kind.