What our politicians should learn from Michael Thompson.

In early 2020 I was hacking up my lungs from what was probably Covid, but who knows. At that point no one had realized the virus had silently swarmed New York City and there weren’t any tests. Michael Thompson called me nearly daily. “You have to drink hot tea, and put a little honey and lemon in it,” he’d insist, from the Muskegon Correctional facility…