Greetings from the dreary depths of winter, when the Island turns into a ghost town. Oh wait! That’s not happening this year, is it? You know what else isn’t happening this winter? A return to any sense of normalcy. Granted, we are only two weeks into a new presidential term, but it seems that people on both sides of the aisle are still debating the legacy of the Trump years and arguing about it.

And then there’s that pesky pandemic. If you’re like me, you’ve injected bleach, you’ve added Lysol to your pre-dinner…