Day 269: A light blanket

It’s Day 269 of 15 Days to Flatten the Curve and Day 29 of Ohio’s 21-day WuFlu Curfew.

Deb and I are, shall we say, maintaining. It’s all good.

Yesterday’s weather ended up bringing us a fair amount of snow — four inches, I’d guess. We didn’t get what folks to the north and east saw, which is fine with us. Our driveway and walks, still holding heat they absorbed last week, didn’t even need shoveling.

The Bunker and the Beaver, however, are cold enough to be frosted in white. The trees surrounding us are still and spectacular. The sledding hill out back has been hoppin’ with gigglin’ kids all day long.

Scanning my to-do list this morning, I saw a few tasks I could do inside the motorhome — but then I realized all would involve running out one or more of the slides, and that won’t happen ’til the snow’s gone. It’s not that the seals are fragile, necessarily, but with the promise of freeze-thaw-refreeze-repeat in the forecast, I see no reason to beg for trouble we don’t have.

So we shuffle, we juggle and we do what we can while we wait. It’s mildly annoying.

This afternoon I became aware of a notable quote, from a faux conservative writing for one of The Big Four Dying Daily Newspapers. Here’s how she opened her column this morning:

“Before President Trump defiled it by awarding it to right-wing hatemonger Rush Limbaugh… the Presidential Medal of Freedom was a big deal.”

I point that out not because I agree with it, of course, but for what it represents — a leftist journo making her bones with The Mob. Expressing derision for Trump and Rush is required to establish progressive cred, and that loyalty must be refreshed periodically.

What may not be obvious in her poop-slinging is, in fact, implicit, and that’s ignorance. To characterize Rush Limbaugh as a “hatemonger” is to confess willful ignorance; to accuse Trump of having “defiled” the nation’s highest civilian honor is an admission of cluelessness.

To be a progressive is to be hateful. To be a progressive is to be ignorant. To be a progressive is the antithesis of a true American.

Over on my social-media pages, for the last month or so I’ve been posting song lyrics — just excerpts, mostly Country, one a day. This morning I shared what’ll probably be the last one for a while, from the chorus of a song released several months ago by Cody Jinks:

“We can make love as we watch the world die, baby. / In the mornin’, if it’s just the two of us, we know we’ve done it right. / If true love truly never dies, we might live forever.”

See, not every artist who composed a Pandemic’n’Riots Song fell into the vapid we’re-all-in-this-together trap. I’m sure that most will hear “Watch The World Die” as dark, but I believe what Jinks wrote is brutally brilliant in its honesty.

Believe it or not, I find it uplifting.

That has a lot to do with where Deb and I are and the direction we’re headed. Every day we inch closer to where we want to be.

In the mornin’, if it’s just the two of us, we know we’ve done it right.

Quite so.

Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.

#WiseUp #LibertyOrDeath