Why? You know I lost an elderly relative to the common cold back in the 2010s, before everyone went insane. It never dawned on me that I had some right or expectation to be angry at the person who exposed her to the cold. Back then, we just accepted when you are geriatric you are likely to die from some kind of disease that knocks your body out of stasis. All the vaccines in the world for flu and other things only give you a slightly better chance of making it another winter. Old people dying isn't sad, they lived the meaningful part of their lives. It's not like things were ever going to get better for them and we are all going to die from something.
Dying of a virus when you are old is pretty goddamn mundane, and I would rather live my last few months or years to their fullest than in a world where I am not allowed to hug my family. Olds can make the choice if they want to sequester themselves away for extra safety, or make the most of their limited time left.
Of course the elderly we have now would probably sacrifice entire grade school classes to Satan if he could extend their life another few years... My elders were at least not that monstrous. They may not have lived to be over 80, but they lived life on their own terms, at least.