In Our URGENT AS Mad-Dash Scramble To Rid the Earth of the Coronavirus...Have We EVER SO IMPERCEPTIBLY Gravitated to the Polar Opposite 'Stance', Where We're - in Full-Fledged Fight (If Not Flight) Mode - Succumbing to That Deadliest of Chronic, Incurable Diseases: GROUPTHINK, A State in Which We've Become Like So Many Machine-Produced Automatons, Even Clones...All Too Ready - to Garishly Change the Metaphor - to Rush Like Lemmings Into the Deep Blue Yonder...?