Robert Kirby: Let’s hit those coronavirus protesters where it counts — in their wallets

Fair warning: I may have contracted COVID-19. It’s too early to tell, but I have definitely been exposed. A little.On Sunday, a package was left on my doorstep. It was from Rash, a longtime friend whose nickname stems from a hot 30-foot section of summer highway in 1969. Never mind.The “boredom relief package” contained 3 pounds of elk jerky, a bowling ball and a half-dozen magazines that may have been expensive collector items, but I’ll never know because my wife immedia