Just a Reminder of How Stupid the Lockdowns Have Been

At this point does anyone honestly believe what Fauci, Biden and the idiots in the press told us?  I guess the point is there were plenty of people who didn’t believe it but were willing to make believe in order to take advantage of this whole boondoggle.

Florida vs. California State COVID Data Proves Lockdowns Don’t Work

Do I ever wish I lived in a real state like Florida or South Dakota.

A Night at the Opera

As the Cuomo Tragicomedy grinds on the only thing that is certain is that by the end the voters of New York will wish they had Andy back as governor.  Not that he is a good governor.  Far from it.  He is a petty vindictive dope.  But compared to what will follow he is Pericles.

And really, I am just tuning in for the laughs.  The first high note will be when the Academy of Television Arts & Sciences takes back Andrew’s Emmy Award.  That will strike at the very heart of who he is.  The loss of legitimacy will probably force him to resign his office.

The second important moment will be when Fredo turns on him.  All of this scandal has been terrifying for Fredo.  He doesn’t really know how to navigate these treacherous straits.  So far, he has gotten by leaning on the fraternal loyalty schtick.  It’s definitely wearing thin and eventually he’ll have to move against Andy.  It will have to involve some flavor of Fredo being the victim of all this dishonesty.  If I thought Fredo was bold enough I’d guess he’d go transgender.  That would completely inoculate him from the contagion of patriarchal guilt.  And who knows, maybe someone will think it up for him.  That would be a great sideshow.  He could even change his last name to Cuoma to literally divorce himself from the masculine gender.  I’m hoping it will work itself out on air on CNN.  Possibly Don Lemon can perform some kind of ritual mounting of Fredo to symbolize the defeat of white straight cis hetero something or other.  Well, whatever they come up with won’t be that funny but still, it’ll be worth a laugh or two.  It’s built into the trade mark Chris Cuomo deer in the headlights look into the camera.  In fact, it’s a family trait.  I remember I was told about the press conference where Andy was asked about the public policy of his administration in sending COVID patients back into the nursing homes to infect the other patients.  When I viewed the video, Andy had that same deer in the headlights look on his face.  I’m not even sure he knew what the policy was.  It just shows that Mario’s sons aren’t all that very bright.

But as I say, what will follow Andy in the Governor’s mansion will make him look like Abraham Lincoln in comparison.  It will be a vindictive woman of color and she will torture everyone in that state until they flee in horror.  It should be marvelous.  I will especially enjoy her torturing her white sisters relentlessly.  I assume they will be the primary subject of her wrath and they will be the ones dispossessed even more vindictively than white men.

I notice that I haven’t even addressed the sexual crimes that Andy has been accused of.  So far, they still pale in comparison to what Groper Joe got away with in the Senate.  We won’t even consider what Bill Clinton got up to as Governor of Arkansas.  Andy kissed a couple of women and I think he touched a woman’s stomach under the pretense of admiring her abs.  And he propositioned a couple of them too.  Well as a Democrat leader of a blue state, these are hanging offenses.  And I couldn’t be happier that they are being used as the icing on the cake for shoving him out of office.  All of these male feminists should have to suffer the consequences of advocating the double standards of modern feminism.  I will relish every moment of his obligatory groveling to the matriarchy.

And finally, what will the future hold for Andy?  Could he actually serve time?  Probably not for the COVID deaths.  That was just the usual stupidity of elected officials.  For that you get kicked out of office.  But could he be locked up for sex crimes?  I think he might!  So, there could be even more fun to come.

O momma mia, momma mia, momma mia let me go!

The Magic COVID Cure is Upon Us Here in New England

Hallelujah, Hallelujah!  My sources on the ground inform me that high school is returning to the high schools.  The teachers are reluctantly going back to work and before you know it even the grade school teachers will be forced to brave the terrors of the classroom.  And even the most frightened of the covidophobes are being coaxed out of the treetops by state governments that need to breath life back into their economies.

Well regardless of how absurd the basis for the un-panicking is, I am ecstatic that soon I’ll be surrounded by friends and family again.  Now comes the tricky part, trying to find a vaccine shot available.  I’m eligible but apparently the supply of vaccine is only trickling in.  Well, I don’t really need it right away.  I’ll wait until I’m at the head of the line I guess or maybe I’ll make my own vaccine.  How hard could it be?

I’ve also heard that employment is really picking up and other indications that life is returning to normal.  And to think, all we had to do was let a dementia patient pretend to be the head of the free world.  Or maybe we’re just pretending there still is a free world.  Well, whatever it is things will be less horrible.  And that’s not nothing.  Enjoying my life is pretty high on my list of things to do.

But one thing is still true.  The Left did all this on purpose.  They could have handled the pandemic rationally and done what the red states did, protect the nursing homes and the chronically ill and let the kids and the healthy adults get on with their lives.  But they wanted to scuttle President Trump’s re-election chances.  And when that didn’t work, they went instead for election fraud that installed a dementia patient and surrounded the Capitol building with razor wire and troops.  So, remember you don’t live in a democracy anymore, you live in a gangster state.  You’ll have to decide how you deal with that.

Maybe you’ll decide that you can live with that.  You may calculate that living in post-America is still the best deal there is.  So, you fold.  Forget all that land of the free and home of the brave jazz and burrow into the rotten apple and get everything you can.  They need capable people to make the wheels turn.  Even the Soviets were willing to let the technicians, the spetsies, do their work for them and only sent a few of them to the gulag.  Of course, they spit on them and called them all kinds of vile names but they still needed them.  There will be places for useful people if you can grovel.

Maybe you decide that there is a better place.  You can flee.  You can go to a red state and hope that the Left won’t turn that place into hell too.  Or you find a new country where the combination of economic and political conditions is better than what we have here.  That’s an enormous undertaking and will require a lot of research and a lot of courage.  But it may be the right thing to do.  I have never looked beyond the red states.  I have heard some things about some parts of Eastern Europe that may be hopeful but uprooting your family and moving to a place where you will be a stranger is a daunting prospect.

Maybe you decide to stay and resist.  You will fight.  How we do that is very far from clear.  No one is going to declare war on Washington and attack the Capitol.  That is a comic book story.  Amusingly, that is what Joe Biden and Nancy Pelosi want us to believe they are afraid of happening.  That is why they are holding thousands of National Guardsmen virtual prisoners in Washington.  They are there to defend the Deep State and the Congress from the “white supremacist boogeymen” that are lurking around every corner.

What is meant by fighting is going to a state that will draw a line in the sand and say to Washington we won’t let you take away our rights.  Oklahoma has taken the first step toward that.  Their legislature has voted on a law that empowers the State Attorney General or even the legislature to identify any federal laws or executive orders that are unconstitutional and act on this.  Whether they will follow through on this remains to be seen.  But that is what I imagine fighting back will look like.

So those are the options as I see them Fold, Flee or Fight.  But it is nice that even here in Deepest Blue New England they’re thinking of letting us see our families again.  It’s not like we’re out of prison but at least we’ll be allowed out of solitary confinement for the moment.  Hallelujah, Hallelujah!

03MAR2021 – Free at Last, Free at Last

Texas and Mississippi have both announced that as of 3/8/2021 all mask and other restrictions on people and businesses for the COVID farce will be done with.

Oh man am I jealous.  But this is really good news.  As more and more states end this charade the remaining losers will look stupider and stupider.  I wonder what Fauci is going to do after this to garner attention.  He’ll probably want to declare the common cold a pandemic.  After all several cold viruses are corona viruses.  We can’t be too careful.

I’m going to celebrate the good news by burning my stash of face masks.  I’ll just keep the one raggedy one I’ve been using for the last year.  It’s tattered and I had to staple the elastic back on twice.  But I think it’s a feature not a bug that it gives the impression that I’m really not worried whether it does anything or not.  I’m thinking of punching some holes in it to make it easier to breath through.  Or maybe I can paint on a face mask every day I need to go out there.  You know, like those fake bathing suits they paint on models and movie stars.  It’ll look close enough to being a real mask that no one will be impolite enough to ask me if it’s real.  And if anyone does I’ll just talk in a muffled tone so they really get confused.

So kudos to Governors Abbott and Reeves for finally getting up the courage to end this nonsense for their citizens.  Now if only the losers in the northeast also wake up and smell the fresh air.

A Bonfire of COVID Masks

We are a week into the middle of winter and with the recent cold snap and with the snow that will be falling today and tomorrow I’m falling back into the New England mid-winter trance.  Luckily without my typical commute a lot of the wear and tear on my body and mind are reduced to a reasonable level.  In the past I would have to get up at 5 am and clear the snow for two hours before commuting to work and then drive home and still having to clear the rest of it in the dark before collapsing into bed.  Now with my new and improved lifestyle I get up at 7 am, eat breakfast, play blocks with my granddaughter for a little while then leisurely and efficiently go out and clear the snow once it stops falling.  I’ll probably break it up into two sessions with a meal in between to relieve the monotony and warm my old bones.  Camera Girl has made a really excellent Chicken Butter Nut Squash Soup so I’ll be properly fortified for the second half of the operation.

In my less demanding routine I have the chance to reflect on the unfortunate aspects of this new world that we live in.  Here we are almost a year into this absurd lockdown and most people in New England really believe that we are in the midst of the bubonic plague.  I half expect to see the cartman leading his pony around with the pile of cadavers shouting, “bring out your dead.”  The local tv coverage and the attitude of the people you meet when you do go out is that we are all struggling against unbelievable odds to survive the ravages of the Andromeda Strain.  Apparently, we’re all heroes now.  It sounds like the nonsense the Soviets used to spout every time the tractor factory came close to meeting the quota.  “All hail the revolutionary fervor of Assembly Line B Night Shift!”    When a country that did nothing about the virus like Sweden has, after a year, a slightly lower per capita death rate than a country like America, that threw all its small businesses off a cliff, you have to wonder just how detached from reality people are.

Based on the fact that California and New York are beginning to loosen the restrictions on such dangerous activities as opening your front door and breathing in the shower I am hopeful that by the end of winter we will at least be allowed to visit friends and relatives without the neighbors calling in a SWAT Team on us.  And that will be big.  I found that not seeing my various family members was the worst part of this travesty.  And not just family.  I have friends that I am dying to see face to face and share a burger and shoot the breeze with.  This lockdown is harming us physically.  It’s harming us mentally and it’s harming us spiritually.  As I’ve mentioned I’m reading Solzhenitsyn’s Gulag Archipelago.  And compared to the atrocities the Soviets perpetrated on their people even the lockdown is minor.  But it is related to what they did.  It is psychological warfare aimed at damaging people’s self-respect.  We’re caged animals and they ratchet the punishment up and down just to torture us.

So the cold weather is a perfect symbol of the Gulag that has been built for all of us living in the blue states.  Maybe now that Dementia Joe has been nailed up on his scarecrow pole in front of the White House they’ll let us free.  Or maybe they won’t.

I have one exceptionally cynical old friend who claims that we right wing folk are just sheep and no matter how much abuse is heaped on us we’ll just continue to take it without doing anything more forceful than complain.  He thinks that anything that’s going to happen will have to happen in a red state and even that will be in the nature of orderly and peaceable action.  I’m of a different opinion.  Even in the bluest of blue states, I think a point will be reached where people will revolt against this abuse.  Somewhere a spark will ignite the tinder and a crowd will start a bonfire of these stupid masks and put an end to this idiocy.  And I hope I happen to be nearby to join in.

The Dead Zone

Tonight, I was talking to a friend who lives in Manhattan.  He was so claustrophobic from the endless lockdown that he decided to go to a restaurant.  That means he was so sick of being trapped in his apartment that he was willing to eat outside at night in temperatures below the freezing point.  He then walked twenty-five blocks just so he could be outdoors and feel like there was some normalcy to his life.  But that illusion was quickly dispelled.  He told me that at one point there were twenty city busses in virtually a convoy headed up Madison Avenue, all empty.  They probably weren’t attempting to maintain this configuration but since nobody was attempting to ride on them and since there is virtually no traffic, they basically pile up at the slower traffic signals and form this absurd wagon train.

Think about it, Manhattan at Christmas time and the streets are deserted.  The stores on Fifth Avenue are not just empty but looted and boarded up and the ruinously expensive transit system is empty and running like some sort of ghost of itself through a modern-day necropolis.  Well at least something has finally come along to put an end to the “Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rockin’ Eve” crowd interviews.  They’ll just set up a zoom meeting between Miley Cyrus, Mariah Carey, Yoko Ono and the ghost of Cindy Lauper’s hair stylist.

Any other year in the last hundred and fifty years and Manhattan during Christmas week would be standing room only in every store, restaurant, sidewalk, hospital, jail and stairwell.  Money equivalent to the gross national product of medium sized countries would be changing hands in the upscale boutiques, restaurants and jewelry stores and every little kid for fifty miles around would be trooping past the giant Christmas tree in Rockefeller Center on his way to seeing Santa Claus at Macy’s.

If you remember the H. G. Wells’ book or the movie adaption, “The Time Machine,” in the far future humans have devolved into two populations.  On the surface are beautiful but effete people called the Eloi.  They are completely passive and only survive because their food is provided by the other population, the underground dwelling, monstrously ugly but technically capable Morlocks.  We learn that the Morlocks are cannibals and they harvest a certain number of Eloi by summoning them into underground air raid shelters by means of an old-style air raid siren.  And the Eloi are so bovine that they never think to question that none of those going underground ever come back.

Honestly, is it really a stretch to say that we have become the Eloi?  Maybe not all of us and maybe not quite to the point where we are literally thrown in the soup pot but the difference is one of degree not kind.  Granted the worst of it is in the Blue States and Cities.  In these places the situation is worst.  They’ve sacrificed the livelihoods and future of the small business owners and the educations and mental health of all of their children to play games with the mortality statistics from a flu that only strikes the very old or the very ill.  And even in places where they followed all their absurd rules the same number of people died as in the places where restrictions weren’t enforced.  And at the same time the Morlocks have unleashed another plague on us.  They’ve empowered the Antifa/BLM monsters to cannibalize what’s left after the COVID harvesting is complete.  That is assuming COVID is ever really allowed to end.

It makes you wonder what it would take to wake these people up.  In the Time Machine movie what it took was an outsider who wasn’t conditioned to their passivity to show them how to fight back.  Today I’m not even sure that something like that would work.  There is no fight left in them.  They’ve become domestic animals, cattle.

I Just Found Out My Dogs Are Immune to COVID

This doctor is here telling the US Senate that he has mountains of evidence to prove that the active ingredient in my dog’s heartworm medicine is both, a foolproof prophylactic agent against catching COVID and an almost sure cure for recovering from it.  I have to assume that Fauci and the rest of his colleagues are either completely incompetent as doctors or actively working against the interests of the American people.  We need a new country.

 

 

 

 

 

Not So Black Friday

I was going to write a post on thriving in the Woke World but I went back and saw that I’ve written that post at least once before.  Instead I decided to look and see what was going on around me.

I woke up this morning and felt like I always do on the day after Thanksgiving.  I felt like I ate way too much rich food.  So, I had a cup of coffee and a bagel and looked over the news.  I saw all the stuff I saw yesterday.  Election legal challenges and noise about Biden’s picks for a cabinet, COVID studies and vaccine speculation, big tech censoring and conservatives complaining.  All the same old stuff we’ve been seeing forever.  Nothing I felt like talking about there.

Later on, as I felt a little less like a stuffed museum exhibit, I asked Camera Girl if she wanted to go for a walk in the local state park.  It’s about a mile or two down the road and has a paved road that penetrates into the forest to allow fisherman to access the lakes inside the park.  There are streams and forested hills and scenic stuff as far as the eye can see.  There is also a half dozen picnic grounds and parking areas.  We like going there because even when there is ice on the wooded paths the blacktop thaws quickly and gives us a good walking path until winter is completely in control of the weather.

So anyway, she agreed and we parked and started walking.  With my usual confidence I announced to her that it was so quiet because nobody was up and around after Thanksgiving.  Two minutes later we passed the first parking lot and there were at least fifteen cars and I could see someone cooking on a charcoal grill.  Ah, my psychic powers.

As we walked along, we could see that the place was pretty crowded.  Eventually we started passing people walking in the other direction.  Couples, people walking with dogs, families with kids, families with three generations, you name it.  And as we got within talking distance we’d smile, wave, say hi.  After about a dozen such interactions we looked at each other and read each other’s minds.  What struck both of us was that people without masks were friendly and greeted us with a smile and the people wearing masks were surly and unfriendly.  For clarification neither of us were wearing masks but we never got within the COVID magic six-foot circle of death of the other walkers.

And when we looked at the people who were barbecuing none of them were wearing masks and they seemed to be having a good time.  After that I made sure that whenever I passed the masked marauders, I was especially cheerful and demonstrative.  I’m sure it annoyed them terribly.

By the time we got back to our car I felt a whole lot better about the day.  There are plenty of people around who are just tolerating this COVID nonsense without drinking the Kool-Aid.  And they are attempting to enjoy their lives despite it.  And the true-believers looked pretty damn miserable from where I was standing.  Maybe this whole COVID cult is its own punishment.  But maybe it’s just an act and they are really just signaling their virtue in case someone from the security apparatus is filming them for the quarterly report.  Either way I can see that it will be pretty easy in this Brave New World to find the good people.  They’ll be the ones who look like they’re actually happy to be alive.  By this you will know them.

18NOV2020 – American Greatness Post of the Day – NY Sheriffs Save the Holidays

Sheriffs in four New York Counties have stated that they will refuse to harrass New Yorkers in their jurisdictions for hosting more than ten people at the holidays,

“Saratoga County Sheriff Michael Zurlo also vowed not to enforce the regulations, WRGB Albany reported.  “I can’t see how devoting our resources to counting cars in citizens’ driveways or investigating how much turkey and dressing they’ve purchased is for the public good,” the law enforcement authority told the local outlet.”

Sanity from elected officials in in New York, is that allowed?  Bravo gentlemen.  Hopefully your courage will be emulated elsewhere.