So, it seems that even though infection and death numbers are still rising in my area, the Governor and Mayor have decided to participate in what they are referring to as “a soft re-opening” and starting to loosen the stay in place restraints, with some caveats, keep that in mind.
Very soon local businesses will be re-opening, some even started this week on Monday, provided that they follow certain directives from the incredible powers that be that have obviously done a banner job in the fight against this pandemic so far…seeing as how we are the one country that has the highest death tolls…which are still rising.
Trump is always wanting to be the best at something…well, I guess killing off part of the voting population COULD work in his favor, in some sicko warped tangerine Teflon tyrant driven fantasy.
Personally, I’ve been very confused as to why Trump hasn’t gotten this virus that he says is no big deal. He has exposed himself to diplomatic leaders that have been exposed, multiple situations where he is exposed, and samples at the CDC and other people who have tested positive and yet, somehow, this man that cannot possibly be “in perfect health” as his medical personnel said after his last physical, isn’t getting this virus.
It took me all night to figure out why. And then suddenly, it hit me like a bucket of bad spray tan. I realized that Trump has always had this incredibly orange Oompa Loompa cheap ass type spray tan and I started thinking…maybe it’s in the tan. That is why I call him a tangerine tyrant or tangerine Teflon tyrant. I think that it’s possible the spray tan is acting as some sort of shield on his skin, not allowing the virus to penetrate his body. I could be wrong. He could be drinking bleach and bombarding himself with UV rays in a tanning bed.
I tell you what though, if it IS the spray tan, I’ll rock that Oompa Loompa look to the friggin’ hilt. I’ll be sporting the little white gloves and the little boots with the puffballs on them. The overalls. Shamrock green hair with the 50s curls on the sides…I’m totally down.
Sometimes I wonder if Trump is like the giant version of an Oompa Loompa. I mean he has the tiny hands, the orange skin, the round beefy look…is it possible that instead of what Bill Maher thought was an Orangutan has turned out to be an overgrown chocolate worker for Willy Wonka. Probably got fired at Wonka’s at is disgruntled now. I’m sure there’s some sort of height requirement/limit at Wonka’s and Trump, frankly, just got too tall.
But he kept the tan. And he still has tiny hands. I’m still thinking there’s something in the tan that is acting as a shield. What would truly be ironical is, if during all this time he’s telling his staff not to wear masks and there’s not a threat, it’s gonna go away, wonk wonk wonk, he was actually an A-symptomatic carrier and spreader. What I expect will happen is that he will eventually get this virus that he thinks he’s winning a competition with and then because all he does is hang out at Mar-a-Lago and Camp David and play golf and eat KFC, that he’ll need a ventilator, a respirator, PPE, a hospital bed and treatment and he’s gonna be laying there on a ventilator, machines doing everything for him and he’ll be all alone, just like the rest of the over 80,000 people we’ve lost in this country. He can spend all that time talking to his family via Twitter. He can say his final words via selfie video, talking about how we prevailed in the fight against a virus that is now so prevalent and has been through so many people it’s mutating that it will be with us forever. Like HIV and AIDS. He’ll turn pale and thin, because they don’t serve hospital patients KFC and they don’t usually allow for spray tanning while death imminent. But he won’t die. He’ll just get his large tang colored ass whipped to the point he can’t think straight. Then maybe he’ll finally start making some sense.
On the other hand, maybe he’s drinking like bleach water or something. Now, of course his kidneys and liver would eventually start failing, which could be the reason for that heavy orange tan…liver failure often causes jaundice in patients. But he’s got the iconic and tell-tale racoon tan eyes from those tiny tan goggles they give you.
So, is it the tan protecting him? Is this some sort of super smart virus that actually deploys tactical theory and looks at Trump and says, “yeah, you can’t fix stupid, he’ll kill himself before we can…moving on…”? Anyone who looks at the man can clearly see he’s not in good health and that means he’s at a higher risk for serious complications if he catches the virus. Melania will be okay because she barely touches him anymore, if y’all hadn’t noticed. They don’t hold hands; she doesn’t appear at everything and this stuff started before COVID-19. I think she’s repulsed by him personally but, I’m not an expert in body language, I’ve just read a lot on the subject.
Anyways, out here in the Midwest it’s almost like the area that time forgot. Over 50% of our small businesses are going bankrupt. We haven’t seen the giant uptick in unemployment just yet, but also consider that here in the Midwest, we haven’t been totally hit by the virus yet. We haven’t even begun to see numbers like the coasts. But my metro area is of major concern and the people involved in the fight against this virus are watching our numbers as we do this soft re-opening crap. I don’t know if it’s gonna work the way they think it will, but medical pros say we shouldn’t open back up yet. Out here we haven’t even gotten the REAL first wave yet. You have to understand, here in the Midwest, we’re always a few steps behind. Something new comes out on the coasts in fashion, we don’t get it here for at least a year, sometimes longer.
This isn’t a high traffic vacation spot, there’s not really anything to see here that you can’t see in any other Metro. So, we don’t get the same levels of things and such like the coasts do at the rate that they do. It takes longer. Plus, we are more spread out here, there’s more rural areas and small cities that keep to themselves.
For instance, in reference to body language, the more populated the area, the less amount of personal space is required. So, in places like China, they are so heavily populated that they require somewhere around only 12 inches of personal space. In general, the US population requires somewhere between 2-6 feet of personal space. In the big cities, it’s more like two or three feet. In the more spread out and rural areas, they require more like 3-6 feet. Which is why you don’t see a lot of rural folk shake hands but they do a hell of a lot of waving. And different kinds of waves to mean different things. It’s very common where my family is originally from for a person driving down the road to raise their index and middle finger in a two-finger wave like gesture as others drive by in the opposite direction. Rural people usually don’t go fast and aren’t in a hurry. But that two-finger wave, usually using the hand that’s on the steering wheel, is a sign of respect to your neighbor and fellow man.
Where I live, we hold doors for people, we say thank you and please, you’re welcome, regular politeness. When I lived in California, if I held the door open for someone at a gas station or something, they looked at me like I just ran over their dog or flattened all their tires. Drive thrus here say stuff like, “Hi welcome to (restaurant), what can I get started for you today or may I take your order?” In California…” Can I help you!?” as if you somehow going through their drive thru and making them earn their paycheck is exploitative and offensive to them. And they CHOOSE to work there. I didn’t tell you to go work at Popeye’s or Church’s or McD’s. Why you pissed at me? I’m helping pay your salary, ya ass.
But now, nobody here can really afford to eat take out like we did three months ago. Here in the Midwest there are a lot of service workers, blue collar workers. With everything shut down and going out of business, nobody has any money to go out to eat. They are worried about paying mortgage payments and stuff like that because again, like I said, we haven’t even begun the curve in this area of the country, let alone flatten it. People have been out of work for months now, schools are considering not reopening in the fall, there’s no money here. There’s no money for groceries or rent or car notes or cell bills or utilities or gas or anything…least of all going to a restaurant where they only seat every other table, you have no clue what is going on in the kitchen and you have to trust the word of a desperate business owner struggling to stay above water that they are taking EVERY precaution and following EVERY directive from the CDC and WHO.
We live in the 21st century people. Clearly a new age. We have proven to each other that we no longer function in this country as a society of one comprised of a people of many. Now, it’s every person for themselves. Nobody cares that you’re out of work when they too are out of work. The person sitting next to you at the job interview truly doesn’t want you to get the job, even if you are more qualified. Nobody cares that you are a new mother with an infant that NEEDS baby wipes. They now need them MORE than your infant because they sanitize. And there was a shortage of toilet paper for a quick minute. And I do mean quick. Like a week. So, all those people went and spent all that money on toilet paper and paper towels, and now the shelves are stocked and they are unemployed and wish they had some of that money back.
Unfortunately for them, the government is keeping tabs on people who are selling essential items for outrageous profit. So now they are stuck like Chuck with all this stuff they don’t need right now and can’t get rid of for profit. Yes, I know they’ll use it eventually but, you’re not going to need much toilet paper or paper towels if you aren’t able to buy food and eat. Not forward thinkers.
The truth is, things are only going to get worse. It’s gonna be a long while before we all pull out of this, and it’s a virus that will be with us forever, like I said, like HIV or the flu.
The reason things will get worse is because apparently Trump never took a single Econ (economics) class in school ever. And no, taking it at Trump University does NOT count.
It doesn’t matter if you reopen the country if half your work force is infected, sick or dead. It doesn’t matter if you open the businesses if they can’t afford people to work there. It doesn’t matter if businesses are open if nobody has any money to go spend.
And it certainly doesn’t matter if you PROMISE to take precautions. This is a virus. You can’t stop this one. It doesn’t infect, move, react, behave in any way like regular viruses that have been eradicated through vaccines or antibodies.
Eventually, pandemics die out in one of two ways. Either medically, by creating vaccines and such or by the human race getting beyond the fear and learning to live with the virus in existence. The first is self-explanatory. The second is more like people just decide to start living their lives again, no matter what they are told about the risks. It’s very difficult to keep people cooped up when they are used to exercising their constitutional rights as a part of daily life. You start stripping those rights away and Americans will take it for a while but eventually, they have to break free. We aren’t used to the government telling us we can’t leave our house, can’t go to retail stores, can’t carry on trials in the justice system in a timely manner, can’t function as a regular nation, as free human beings with our inalienable rights guaranteed by two documents we hold very sacred in this country, we don’t like being told we can’t do something or can’t go somewhere.
Now, that may be our arrogance, if you wish to call it that. But as Americans, we expect certain things we KNOW are guaranteed, afforded to us by those who founded this country and those who believe in what it REALLY means to be an American. The freedom of choice…choice of everything.
And it’s making people around here in the Heartland a little antsy. There’s no other way to describe it. And again, we haven’t even truly been hit by this virus yet.
One can only speculate how bad this is actually going to get. I foresee a new Great Depression worse than anything we’ve seen before. I expect by the time this is all over, we will have lost 10-25% of our population here in the States. It took them ten years to figure out the HIV/AIDS epidemic and get it under control. And this, this is worse, more contagious, just as lethal, can re-infect previously infected, spread is almost impossible to control and we are only barely six months in on this epidemic.
Who knows how bad this will get before we get a handle on it.
So, stay home. Stay safe. And thanks for reading!
Lockdown Day 30
So, I know it’s been over a week since I posted on the Lockdown Blog. Honestly, there hasn’t been a whole lot going on, as far as the Lockdown goes. Personally, things have been crazy busy which is why the website has sat idle for a week. I promise we are on the tail end of this interruption, but I have personal obligations and emergencies to contend with.
I do know that my faithful followers will understand. I just need a few more days. I hope to be back on top of things by the beginning of next week. I just have some time sensitive things to take care of at the moment. But I won’t be gone for long.
I do have a review to post and will be doing that this week or weekend.
I appreciate everyone’s patience. The Horror Report will be back to normal soon, my friends.
Well, here we are, Easter Sunday. Still under this stay-in-place order. So, can’t go to family’s for Easter dinner, can’t go to the cemetery to visit my parents’ graves. It’s even raining out so there’s no hanging outside in the backyard with the hubby and the dog, grilling for ourselves. This is like the most dreary and depressing Easter I have ever experienced.
I’ve pretty much stopped watching updates on the news about the COVID-19 outbreak. Things are already depressing enough and my husband will tell me anything that is truly important because he still follows everything.
I, on the other hand, have submerged myself in TV, movies, comic books and novels. I have so many reviews to type up, but I keep getting side tracked by random things. Ooooh, squirrel!....
Anyways, I feel like people around here are really starting to get a little tense and a little depressed. While there are definitely some people taking risk into their own hands by not following the CDC guidelines or the Mayor and Governor’s directives, most people around here ARE following what the government has told us to do. So, we ARE staying home and not going out unless it is for essential purposes. And there are certain types of people that are the very motivated, go-go-go kind of people and right now, they are just miserable. People who are used to face to face social interaction are finding that they are feeling depressed as well. Alcohol sales have gone up in my area (and probably across the nation) just like gun and ammo sales skyrocketed.
I also see the despair on people’s faces as they are in the grocery store spending money they don’t have or will not be replaced. That stressed out look of “what am I going to do when…?” is permeating the entire nation.
I live in a small town on the outskirts of a large metropolitan area. I say small town because that’s the feel here. Not only where I live but also throughout the entire metro area. It’s small town life mixed with big city livin’. But, in my “city” because technically it IS a city, there’s only about 25,000 people. And yet you wouldn’t even know it. It seems like there’s only about 5,000 of us and the city limits are very small. In the grand scheme of the metro area, this little city is really just about fifteen square miles and that’s it. That’s small. The main metro area is about 8,000 square miles and has about 2.5 million people in it.
So, we’re one of the little towns outside the metro. And we’re hurting. People are angry, frustrated, they’re losing faith and losing hope. There is a feeling of gloom and doom lurking throughout town and it seems that NOBODY is thankful for anything.
Just 2 months ago, everyone was making plans for the coming Spring months and starting projects, planning vacations. Businesses were making stock purchases based on normal life circumstances. Now, everyone is broke, everyone is holding back, everyone is cranky and people are actually longing for social interaction. Even those that live on their digital devices are craving human interaction because, well, that’s human nature. We instinctively feel a need to be social because at our basic core as animals and as a species, we are a social species. Mankind, if talking in an animal sense, would be considered a pack type animal species. We flock to our own instinctively, we stick with like beings and we forge relationships and connections because we need that to satisfy an emotional need. And it’s the emotion that is a big part of what separates us from other animals. Yes, other animals feel emotion, but very few forge and keep the kind of relationships we as humans do.
So, the idea of being locked away from social interaction is really having a brutal effect on a lot of people. I worry about the stress levels of people in this country and what that will lead to. People can only take so much. Everyone has their breaking point. What happens when people start hitting that breaking point? And not just one person a day or one here and there, but many at time, repeatedly, over and over. It’s an unsettling thought. Especially since there aren’t any zombies or aliens to fight or anything like that, just each other. That is what I think could turn out really bad. No common physical enemy to unleash our rage upon, so we unleash it upon each other…like Purging almost, just not sanctioned by the government…at least, not yet.
For those of you that are losing hope, keep your head up. Check out this country’s history. Our economy has been in utter shambles many times and we always bounce back. Reconstruction of anything always takes more time than the destruction of it.
So, stay strong, stay safe, stay healthy and thanks for reading!!!!!
Well, here we are, the two, week mark. I have to say, everyone around here is now wearing masks when they go out in public, at least the majority are. It’s a strange scene. Fairly surreal in a way. They’ve put plastic barricades up at the pharmacy and around the cashiers at the grocery store. There’s marked spots of where you are to be and arrows pointing to traffic directions in aisles and signs marking clearly where the six-foot mark is so we can all practice social distancing.
Again, it’s like living in an episode of The Twilight Zone or something. You know things are a certain way, but you can’t prove it and although certain changes are obvious, they just seem so out there that it’s hard to wrap your head around.
I was talking to my best friend today over the phone and while we were sharing stories back and forth about people we knew that had gotten let go from their jobs and are struggling, we kinda started thinking that maybe some companies are using this layoff time as an excuse to get rid of employees they just don’t want or can’t afford anymore. I mean think about it, there may be the mandate saying that they can’t FIRE you for missing work because of the COVID-19 virus, it doesn’t say they can’t replace you while you’re gone and it doesn’t say after the layoffs your job has to be there when this is all over. So, wouldn’t this be a perfect time to weed out the less desirable employees or the ones that have been around so long they make tons of money for doing very little work? Just a thought…
I still say this whole stay in place order is making everybody moody. I am surprised that domestic violence calls haven’t gone up in my area. I fully expected them to with people being stuck at home, no job, no pay, bills piling up, stress piling up, kids out of school for the year in some areas, I mean the stress has got to be unbearable for some people. I just thought at least a few people would have lost it by now.
The good news is, they haven’t. The bad news is we are seriously compromising the very core of what it means to be American citizens in order to protect ourselves from this virus and once we have given up these various rights and liberties, it’s not like the government is going to give them back when this is all over. BUT we’ll still be here and still be alive.
Now, I have been waiting and watching out my windows randomly at night to see if there are any of the undead roaming around looking for brains or pot or whatever it is they live on nowadays. Fortunately, all I see strolling up into my front yard are stray neighborhood cats and deer from the woods nearby. And the deer don’t look radioactive or anything, I mean, they aren’t glowing green and they don’t have glowing red or orange eyes or anything like that. No weird appendage additions or subtractions.
I will admit, and I smile from ear to ear as I write this part, I am thrilled to pieces the little middle school kids aren’t in school right now. They walk by my house and break the bricks in the decorative wall that lines the sidewalk at the edge of my lawn. Now, I’ve gone out there and talked to the ones I’ve caught and I can assure you, I am more than likely thought of as “the crazy white bitch that lives in the corner house”. And I’m okay with that. Lol. They’re lucky it’s me and not someone like my father, the former cop. Still, it’s been sooooo nice to not have to pick up the broken bricks or their trash or guard my house like it’s Fort Knox for what I consider to be ridiculous reasons because these kids don’t have the sense they were born with. I would love to see just one of them get chewed out by one of their Moms because I caught them on my camera destroying my private property. No summer for you, kiddo. Sorry. Too bad, so sad, buh-bye. And yet they are clever little buggers, I’ll tell you that. It’s like somehow, they know when they cameras are working and when they aren’t. But now they are on all the time around the clock so they are going to have to be careful. If school ever starts back up that is.
So, no REAL craziness here BUT I do have to get out and go to the store tomorrow so, we will see how that goes. Could be something nutty and worthwhile happening there. You never know.
Until then, stay safe, stay healthy and thanks for reading!
You know, I’ve been watching the Government and the CDC spin their wheels trying to figure out what is going on with this COVID-19 pandemic. Now, early on, when we started seeing the number of cases and deaths rising, even doubling every few days, in this country, we saw this Anthony Fauci guy spew new and inconsistent information as he stood right next to Trump and listened to HIM negate everything Fauci just announced. First thought was, “Do these bozos NOT touch base BEFORE they stand at the podium?” I swear to God it has got to be the most frustrating, irritating and stressful job to work with, translate, fix and babysit Trump and everything that oozes out of his ignorant mouth.
However, today I realized something. Anthony Fauci was part of the team in the US that first worked on the HIV virus epidemic in the early 80s. Normally, I would think that was a good thing. But, if you know anything at all about how the US handle the HIV outbreak, he was part of the problem, not the solution. In fact, Fauci was threatened and picketed frequently through the HIV epidemic research because of the way it was being touted as first the Gay Man’s Plague or Cancer, then they just called it The Gay Cancer until they had absolute proof about 3-4 years into research that it can infect ANYBODY. IDIOTS. How unreasonable and irresponsible to assign a new unknown virus to an entire group of people JUST BECAUSE of their lifestyle. Shame on you, Fauci, and your “colleagues”. With all that overpriced education you would have thought they would have taught you some common sense, humility, humanity. Aren’t doctors supposed to care about EVERYONE??? The biggest issue though, was that it took over 3 years for the government, the CDC and other top healthcare and disease control centers to even truly warn the American public about the HIV virus. 3 years??? Oh, AND, we didn’t even figure it out, the French did.
Now, this same jackhole is in charge of the COVID-19 epidemic in this country. Okay, so let me put it this way…
Let’s say you’re at the airport. You get on a plane to fly from here to there. That first flight was an absolute clusterf!%k. The pilot wasn’t licensed, he was also drunk and high on cocaine, there was no copilot, you had no flight attendants and when you landed you find out that your luggage fell out of the plane IN AIR somewhere between point A and point B and they are very sorry but they have no idea where.
So, your trip is over and you have the option of either A) going back to the airport and going through all that shit again OR, option B) you can rent a car and drive home safely with all your shit.
Now before you make a decision, know that your first flight represents how the country and the CDC handled the HIV virus. It took them FIVE YEARS to be HONEST with the country, admit it existed and offer treatment. Your return flight represents NOW. Okay? You already know the same people are in charge and flying this beast.
So, you hopping on that plane or no? Remember. Keep in mind that the moron flying the plane doesn’t give two shits about your safety, couldn’t care less if you know the truth about the plane’s condition or the lack of ability of the pilot himself. He’s not going to tell you he graduated at the bottom of his class, had to take his pilot’s test 12 times and consistently fails his requalification training and has to retest multiple times just to keep his job. He’s also not going to tell you he’s been up for 8 days on cocaine and is now hallucinating huge green and purple flying monsters with 13 eyes and 7 heads and he believes they are trying to eat his brains through the windshield of the plane.
It’s really hard to trust a government that has admittedly lied to the American people every time there has been a crisis since the original Bush administration. Seven weeks ago, we were at 3.5% unemployment, 3% wage growth, record high in the DOW Jones, record highs in employment and record highs in consumerism. In just 7 short weeks, our entire economy which is 80% based on consumerism, is now experiencing record lows, like the DOW having the lowest first quarter in the history of this nation.
Could that be because, just like with the HIV epidemic, our government tried to minimize and sugarcoat things, lie about severity and contraction and allowed the virus to spread at colossal rates because they didn’t want to stand in front of their constituents and say the most feared words a politician could ever utter…”We. Don’t. Know.”???? Just a thought.
Funny thing is, Americans aren’t looking for a miracle, they turn to religion and faith for that, not government. Americans want truth. Americans want answers. REAL answers. Not this bullshit that changes every 15 seconds. There’s no real information to go on and THAT is what causes panic ladies and gentlemen, fear. Fear of the unknown. And for some reason, politicians can’t take responsibility and say to the ones that voted for them, “Hey, we aren’t sure yet, we don’t know what is going on, we don’t want to give you false information, we know it’s bad, please don’t panic, these are the precautions you need to take to LIVE AND SURVIVE until we figure this out.”
But, moving on. I’ve been watching the news and people in my area. And this “every man for himself” thing is becoming worrisome. It reminded me of something my Mom told me about two different times in my life. And this will show just how much times changed between the two instances.
Here is the situation she presented to me and asked what I would do:
You and your neighbor both have six-month-old babies. You are very good friends. As long as you’ve lived next to each other you have always helped each other out. If she needs a bag of sugar, you give it to her. If you need a bottle of milk, she gives it to you. No tab is kept. No tally to keep things equal. Simply one friend and neighbor helping the other.
But then we hit hard economic times. Like now. And every bit of everything you have, YOU need. And yet, you can still figure out a way to make things stretch and work. Water down milk and juice, stretch meals with starches and beans, etc.
But, then both of your babies get sick. And this is where we find out what kind of people we really are.
You have a choice. You only have one can of formula, milk, whatever, to feed your sick baby. Your baby, just like your neighbor’s baby, needs the FULL can in order to get well. Your neighbor comes to you begging, crying for you to share. If you split it, both babies will get some food, but both will remain sick. If you keep it all for your own baby, your neighbor’s baby WILL die. You don’t have any more formula and you don’t know when you will be able to get more.
What do you do?
… … … …
The first time my mother asked me that it was in the mid to late 1990s. At THAT point, she said share it.
Fast forward to the second time it was presented to me in the mid 2010s, she said you keep it all for your own baby, because your family and your children come first.
Same woman. Two different times in the country. Two different times in life. Two very different answers.
And now, in these critical times, I can almost guarantee you that the majority of people in this country would let their neighbor’s baby die. They’d probably send a card or flowers after, attend the funeral service, all the while holding their baby. The attitude of the American public has changed. We are NOT the same country that we were during WWII when we willingly band together to sacrifice for the good of the nation, for the very survival of the nation. Now…we’re just people. We’re not Americans by ideal anymore, only by nationality and location.
Things are getting scary out there, folks. Death tolls are rising, doubling in a matter of days. Pleases. I implore you. Protect yourselves and your loved ones. This WILL protect others. You WILL be doing what is truly right. Every so often as a nation, we have to come together as a people, as a united front, in order to survive. This is not only needed now to protect our nation but to protect mankind. Overall, we are a good species, a contributing species. Yes, we can get carried away by the traits and desires that make us human. But at our core, we are good. Let’s try to act that way, shall we? Be kind to your neighbors. Call and check on friends and family. Maintain distance if you MUST go out in public. And for all that is holy, if you and another person go to pick up the last of an item on the grocery store shelf, give it to them. There IS MORE COMING. It would be so much nicer to hear about people arguing over tying to get each other to TAKE the item, rather than hear about people mauling each other FOR the item. Don’t treat people working like shit. You wouldn’t have your essential services and items if it wasn’t for them. Be appreciative of the front-line workers risking their lives to help you. They are doing the job you really wouldn’t want to do right now anyway, aren’t they? Thank your doctor. Thank your delivery people. Thank the cashier at the grocery store, your pharmacist, your homecare personnel. Thank friends and family for staying away. If you are one of the ones that is still able to work, be thankful you still have a paycheck.
Be kind. Be humble. Be thankful. There’s a lot to complain about. That inspires no one. That fixes nothing. Remember, it’s not about who’s to blame, it’s about who’s going to fix it. And right now, honestly, that is in OUR hands. So, be smart and be a fixer.
Thanks for reading! Stay safe, stay healthy and stay tuned!!!!!
So, I’m getting confused. I thought that only essential businesses were to remain open and all other non-essential businesses were to close down and cease any and all operation for 30 days from the time of the order.
Yet, my lawn guys came and mowed my lawn today.
Is that an essential business? I didn’t know that the height of my grass was of major concern or issue while people are dropping like flies all over the globe.
And yet, I find myself wondering if my lawn guy, who has been doing my lawn for at least three years now, is saying to hell with the order, this is my prime season start time and I need the money, my employees need the money.
Which leads me to my next question…is he automatically assuming that everyone has money right now to pay for lawn services? That would be a luxury I would eliminate if we didn’t have income coming in in this house. But to just assume…what happens to those who can’t pay, but you already mowed without calling or texting or verifying in any way that they would want the service in this time of crisis.
Is it just me or does that seem just a few degrees off cool? Like it’s not exactly shady, but it’s not exactly proper business practices either, right?
I don’t know. Seems like everyone is making their own rules right now. It’s scary but, at the same time, it makes me chuckle. I may or may not get some flak for saying this but Americans really do tend to think they are all special individuals. It seems like nobody wants to REALLY be part of a real team and work toward a common goal knowing full well you don’t get any individual personal recognition or special treatment. Somehow Americans, and yes, it’s more the younger gens than the older, seem to feel that they are all special and that each one is an island to themselves. Honestly, it just gets frustrating. I think there is a line, fine as it may be, between every person out for themselves and actual capitalism.
So, in the last week we have determined that there are still no signs of the end of days, no zombies except for the crack on crack chick from the other night, and apparently EVERYBODY in the whole damn metro area is an essential worker and so important to the economy that they cannot possibly stay home and minimize exposure and spread of this infection.
As of today, we start week two. People do seem to be getting a little more, shall we say, tense, just in general. It also seems like people are losing the fear factor which is odd because we haven’t even hit the peak of the infection spread according to the experts. Oh, these silly people who think nothing bad will ever happen to them.
Is this a natural example of survival of the fittest???? If you are smart and do what you are supposed to you and your loved ones have a shot, but if you aren’t and you don’t take precautions, you and your loved ones may drop like flies getting sprayed with Raid.
Not a fun thought. I prefer to stay home and healthy. But I’m still struggling with this whole impediment of my civil liberties. But I guess that’s a gray area.
Anyways peeps, off to bed.
Thank you for reading and stay tuned for more lockdown life!
Okay, so today was the first day I actually left my house since the stay in place order was issued. I finally had no option but to go to the grocery store to finally get the items that were not available at the non-panic panic shopping trip I made. I made a normal grocery shopping trip during everyone else’s panic shopping, horrible choice but necessary nonetheless.
Today, once again, it was necessary. I’ve been without eggs for two weeks so, really, I had no choice. So, outward into the unknown wild I went. And ya know what, other than people seeming to be in a little more of a bad mood than usual, things seemed pretty normal. Most of the shelves were fully stocked, people didn’t really seem touchy about the whole stay six feet away from each other thing yet they didn’t seem overly concerned about enforcing that space around themselves either. There were signs on the floor at the checkout showing where you could stand to be a safe distance from the person in front and behind you but other than that, it’s really up to you to maintain that six feet.
Also, apparently the city doesn’t much care if you are out and about. So, I guess this is an “on your honor” kind of thing, counting on the fact that MOST will comply, but knowing that not ALL will. This, in theory, will at least contain and slow the spread of the virus.
Okay. If THEY say so.
Honestly, I don’t really leave my house much anyways since I do all this work from home anyways. Still, I must admit there was an eerie feeling walking out of my house and getting into my car. It felt like I was walking out into the real unknown, like somehow the world had changed. It looks the same, sounds the same, smells the same. But it almost feels like a non-deserted ghost town. I know that sounds strange, but that’s the best way to describe it. I walk outside and I don’t see anybody. I go to the store and I see people, but no one seems to acknowledge anyone else. It’s like we know that there is life going on, but we almost don’t see it or don’t acknowledge it. Even if it’s right in front of our eyes.
It just feels like a different world out there right now. And I gotta be honest, it’s creeping me out.
Thank you for reading and stay tuned!!!
Okay, so apparently, everyone in my metro area deems themselves “essential workers”. Nobody is staying home. The morning traffic heading North into the major downtown area, the heart of the metro, where all the courts are, municipal buildings, tall non-city office buildings…all these people are still going to work. And the city construction workers, NOT the INDEPENDENT construction workers, the CITY ones are out there every day working on the highway that nobody is supposed to be on and they are NOT practicing social distancing.
Now, you may be wondering how I know all this, seeing as how I am at home, giving up my civil liberties…
I know someone who has a special permission slip from the Government allowing them to go to work because the company they work for makes what is deemed “an essential product”, a hand sanitizer. The company has permission to remain open but on a skeleton crew. They are very limited on what they are allowed to be doing right now. However, this person happens to be driving into the local office every day. Daily I ask this person various questions about what they see and hear while outside their home for work. I trust this person very much that I am getting the truth about what they see.
Also, I watch the news.
Now that we have all of that settled. SOMETHING CRAZY DID happen right in front of my house last night. I don’t know if the people across the street are hunkered down in their house just getting stoned out of their minds on whatever they can get their hands on or if they just pick the wrong people to have in their lives or if it’s a combination of many things BUT…
Last night, around 2:30am, some crazy chick is screaming outside my house in the street. She wasn’t screaming out for help or anything like that. This chick was about to have a total smackdown with someone, all yelling “oh no he didn’t, I’ll kill his ass!” and stuff like that. WHAT??? What the hell did this guy do that makes this chick think he needs to DIE???? Next thing ya know, two police cruisers and one police SUV are parked in front of my driveway. SMH. I tell ya, this isn’t the first time she’s come running out of that house yelling some crazy stuff. Last time it was her dressed in her dirtiest laundry with what looked like three-week dirty hair pulled back with a spa headband (like a workout headband) and barefoot, screaming and hollering at some little red Honda driving off, then screaming at nobody as she walked back into the house.
Being who I am I’ve done a little online research on that house. It’s amazing what you can find out about people online for free. And I can tell you, THAT is a troubled house. There’s some real off stuff going on over there…and I’m not just being like a Mrs. Kravitz over here (“Abner! Abner!”) Yeah…no. This house has a couple messed up residents. Unfortunately, the rest of the neighbors are usually asleep when all the juicy stuff like this happens and they don’t seem to have a lot of daytime activity over there across the street, so I highly doubt that the rest of the neighbors around here really know what’s going on over there. Besides, I also doubt they took any kind of time to look anything or anyone up.
Now, I don’t know how long they lock themselves up in that house on a normal basis, but I’m home all the time, all day and all night, every day, every night. And my living room window is pretty much a straight shot to their driveway. So, I would see if they leave or have company…both are a rarity. So, I don’t know if being confined to the house is getting to them or if because of the stay at home order their dealer won’t let them re-up (because, full transparency, this chick looks like crack on crack, any skinnier and paler and she’d be death warmed over, just sayin’, I’ve seen some shit in my day okay?) or if it’s the stress and panic getting to them or what…but shit definitely came to a head last night. Luckily, no one died. Personally, I don’t think us women should be allowed to make such decisions (life and death) under such high stress circumstances…such as a crazy, drugged-out rage. Just my opinion. I mean, what if all dude did was leave his dirty socks in the living room or left the cap off the toothpaste? Does a man deserve to DIE for either of those offenses? (Maybe that guy DID need a hardhat after all! Have you purchased yours?) I mean, we ARE still living in civilization amongst fairly civilized people, are we not? I’m starting to wonder myself.
Anywho, there WAS a pretty nice thunderstorm last night. Not really part of the end of days or anything, but I suppose if you wanted to twist things to fit a theory anything’s possible. I personally enjoy thunderstorms. I sleep very well during them. And things just seem cleaner and more appealing after a storm. I don’t know, it’s just refreshing and nice.
Still no zombies, well, unless the cracked-out chick across the street counts. But even then, that’s not like they’re walking down the street in droves. And I promise the stuff I heard pelting my house last night was just acorns and big fat raindrops, maybe a few little twigs from trees. Not the sky falling in little pieces. Rain does NOT count as the sky itself falling. I’m not gonna go into the science behind rain, but it’s not THE SKY.
So, sit back, relax, continue watching all the epidemic movies the cable companies have chosen to flood the programming with. (Like that’s gonna keep panic down, people are watching these movies as a video version of a how-to manual from crying out loud. It’s Hollywood people, even if they are close to getting it right, they MAKE UP the ending so, it’s not like you can count on that to be accurate anyways.)
So, all is still well here in the heartland of Crazy Town aka USA. Hopefully, the chick across the street doesn’t invite friends over for the weekend.
Thank you for reading and stay tuned!
I’d love to be able to tell you that some crazy shit popped off today in front of my house or that I witnessed a WWF smackdown at the grocery store while shopping for the ever-elusive toilet paper, but honestly, I just can’t. I know everyone wants to hear that this lockdown, which is really a stay in place order, is ruining our way of life. I personally, don’t agree with it, but hey, nobody in the Government, the CDC, the WHO, the Task Force they got running this shitshow or anyone else in charge called me up and said “Hey, as an average middle class American, what do YOU think? Since ya know, this shit is going to screw you, not me? I’m part of the 1% that runs this country and owns half its wealth…I’m not gonna suffer no matter what we do. So, what do you think, oh low class constituent of mine?”
So, again, as I have told you before, life is going on. I mean, sure I haven’t ACTUALLY left my house since SUNDAY. And no one in my neighborhood is coming outside really, and I must tell you, I definitely have some of those neighbors that like to work on their yards and stuff constantly. But no. They are staying inside, perhaps in their bomb shelters huddled up against mounds of paper towels. (To you west coasters, basements and cellars aren’t illegal here, we love that shit, we require that shit because of Tornado Alley. But I’m not talking smack against the west coast. I lived in SoCal for four years. A mile from the beach. So, don’t hate.) East coast, I don’t know what y’all’s rules are concerning basements with the hurricanes and all.
But still, I will get half serious for about two seconds and admit that the number of cases and death toll in my state is climbing every day. So OBVIOUSLY what we are doing…isn’t working. So, I can only assume it’ll get worse before it gets better. And I’m not just talking about the virus. I’m talking about what the government will do since what they’ve done have basically been as effective as an elevator in an outhouse. Aw damn, and that’s where the seriousness stops, I guess. I’m sorry, I just can’t help but laugh when I picture an elevator in an outhouse. If you’re straight city folk I just don’t know that you’ll find that as funny as I do. But go for it! Live a little! In your house though. Don’t go out anywhere.
And for my older readers, if y’all are out there…you’ll feel me on this. There’s an old song by The Kington Trio called The Tijuana Jail. In a strange way, I feel like being captive in my house is a little like that song. You go out to have fun and the next thing you know you can’t leave. And there’s no one to help you so you’re just stuck. And in the jail, they get essential services just like we get now. Just a thought. And if you think bringing up that song shows my age, it doesn’t necessarily. It shows my Dad’s age more than mine. But I don’t mind. I love that song. Millennials will think it’s too old and really young people will think it’s dumb, but I think it’s great and I really think it’s a good analogy for my current situation…except I have technology. Thank goodness. But those guys can’t post bail to get out and there’s nothing they can do about it and here I am stuck in my house (talk about a violation of civil liberties) and there’s nothing I can do about it. Same boat, different water. (P.S. If you can’t see the parallel, open your mind a little more, no offense.)
So, here I am, in my midwestern home of a semi-jail. It’s like jail with work-release, better living conditions and way better food. Better company too. And pets. Okay so it’s a country club compared to actual jail but come on, when you get to come and go anywhere you want anytime you please and then you’re told you can’t for 30 days, believe me, that feels like unwarranted punishment. And from the buzz I hear, there’s a lot of uproar about the shutdown of the economy around here. I know we’re a metro area, but in truth, we’re actually kinda small town. So, we need our people to be able to work, kids go to school, etc. All of them. If this isn’t working, why continue?
Ugh, I’m finished trying to make sense out of nonsense. Government intelligence. Such a joke.
However, I DID notice the sky looks awful black tonight…is that a sign? Should we all get our hardhats and flashlights? If you have a miner’s hat, you are rockin’ it dude because you already got the flashlight on the hardhat!!!! You are already WINNING!
Another small but weird thing that happened today…now I can’t say if this is virus related or end of days related or anything like that BUT, I did see one of my cats staring at an ant on the breakfast table that had only two body parts and was writhing around. It was just one ant, a lone soldier out on patrol. But how did he become deformed???? Was it my cat playing with it? Or did he get in here that way and my cat was staring at it because he knew the ant wasn’t normal and was like “nah, I ain’t gonna touch that thing.”??? Did the ant get infected by this virus? Maybe if the ant had gotten ahold of some toilet paper or paper towel scraps, he might have made it. His squirming did seem inhumane to me. So, I took it upon myself to give him a soldier’s death and burial at sea…in my toilet. Oh, come on! He’s not an American soldier for crying out loud! I told you yesterday I hate bugs. (Here’s my rule on bugs and outdoor vermin and such: If I’m outside and I come across them, fine, I walk away, that’s their territory, their home. But if they choose to come in my house that means they are suicidal and will meet with certain death. Inside my territory, outside their territory. Very simple.)
I suppose that’s all for tonight. I suspect it’s safe to take your miner’s hat off, you probably don’t have to sleep in that. But I’d watch out for weird, awkward, deformed ants if I were you. If it’s a bug or insect and a cat won’t play with it, you KNOW something is wrong with it.
Thanks for reading and goodnight to all!!!!
Well, I thought today would be uneventful, but I was wrong. Just one hour and thirty-one minutes after the lockdown went into effect in my city, pink neon lights appeared outside my living room windows. They were only there but a minute. The cop cruisers and emergency vehicles around here have the standard red and blues. AND, neons on civilian vehicles are illegal here…soooo…WHAT were these pink neon lights that came and went so abruptly?
Do zombies radiate a pink glow? Is it aliens coming to attack us at our weakest, most ignorant moment? Oh wait, wait, serious question, totally serious, totally serious…is toilet paper or paper towel material known to glow a hot neon pink when it is used as a shield against a virus???? (This could explain why everyone felt the need to buy so much, they had knowledge others didn’t. Uh-huh, ever think of that?)
On another note…are infected young people glowing hot pink? Do we know if they get an aura about them as if they were radiating the virus in living color (see what I did there? Only us Gen Xers really know what I did there…hello my peeps!)?
So, other than this hot pink glow outside my window that lasted for all of fifteen seconds or so, apparently, life is pretty much business as usual out here. I guess there are a lot of people out here still able to work, thankfully. The economy is gonna need every bit of it.
Still, the pink glow haunts my mind. First of all, I hate pink. Second, to see something so odd through the blinds and not get a chance to verify the source is just about enough to make any detail-oriented person insane.
Oooooh ooooh ooh, what if it’s radiated zombies infected with the virus carrying around hoards of toilet paper and paper towels tee-peeing houses in hopes of preventing the aliens from coming to our planet and taking over our world?
The good news is yet again it was blue skies, normal sun, normal moon, no swarming insects. So, so far, I guess no Seals have been opened to initiate the end of the world. I haven’t personally seen any living dead walking around asking for food, toilet paper or spare change. Not that I would necessarily deny the request. It would depend on if they wanted to eat my brains or rip off my limbs or something like that. I mean, if they just wanted a cup of sugar, hey, that’s no problem. Just don’t leave any body parts or nasty ooze on my porch okay? And you can keep the cup.
I also haven’t noticed any weird or unusual behavior in my animals or in the neighborhood thus far. I’m not saying it won’t happen, just sayin’ it hasn’t happened yet. But I’m relatively certain I’m not the only one that saw “the pink glow” last night. Maybe there IS a mystery playing out among us. A conspiracy perhaps? Noooooo. That would never happen. Not in America. Or would it?
Stay tuned for more sarcasm describing the happenings of a day in the life of a midwestern lockdown.
P.S. Did you get your hardhat ordered? Ya know, if the sky DOES in fact start falling in pieces, we don’t really know if that shit is gonna hurt or not. But think of it this way…if someone drops a penny off of the top of the Empire State Building and it hits someone in the head, it could possibly kill them. So…what will a piece of sky do to your noggin, huh? Just a thought.