Ignoring the wisdom of Sophocles’ Chorus in Oedipus Rex to avoid “the double weight of past woes,” pondering 2020 has become my recent obsession. AdvertisementReflection has led me to conclude that 2020 should be remembered as “The Year of the Lie.” We need to be honest, though: Fauci had a lot of competition to be the Patron Saint of 2020. In fact, they assured us, the 2020 election “was the safest and most secure in history.” Adding injury to insult, if 2020 was “The Year of the Lie”, I would nominate 2021 as “The Year of the Whopper.”