It’s Day 299 of 15 Days to Flatten the Curve and Day 59 of Ohio’s 21-day WuFlu Curfew.
Deb and I are swell.
The work week, so-called, ended well for us. With the familiar “wintry mix” headed our way yesterday, we pulled Ernie’s slides in late Thursday afternoon to limit wear and tear on the seals and toppers. The expected weather arrived early Friday, as did a friend to fit the security system to our bus.
It’s a basic system, really — all wireless, other than 120V AC power to the panel and a few inches of signal wire, hidden inside a wall, connecting the door contact to its RF transmitter We left installation of that contact, along with the programming of the system, to the professional. I mounted two of the peripherals myself, finding space on a wall near the galley.
We’re still waiting on one more component, a sensor that’ll give us a read on inside temperature when we leave the dogs behind in the coach. We’ll have that next week.
So now Ernie now has a fresh electronic setup covering intrusion, smoke, carbon monoxide and (soon) temp. Arming and disarming can be accomplished manually via the panel, a wireless fob or a cell phone, or automatically by way of a nifty proximity scheme.
Pretty straightforward. Exactly what we wanted. Color us thrilled.
True confession — I find it all but impossible to watch or listen to the octogenarian shrew who serves as speaker of the U.S. House of Representatives. I know it’s important to keep track of what she’s up to, but damn, she’s so nasty and dishonest that she gives hateful liars a bad name.
This fascist fishwife holds court before the press once a week. Impeachment — which, let’s face it, has been a steady state for four years — brings out her true character, and yesterday she devoted much of her shrieking to bragging about how quickly she was able to get the House to act on indicting Trump.
She wanted us to know that the chamber over which she presides proved that it can get shit done really fast when it’s something important.
Let that sink in.
If there were any humor in this, the jokes would write themselves.
Notice how hard the State is working this week to make you to feel ashamed for loving Liberty, for being a conservative, for being a Patriot, for voting Republican, for supporting Trump — an estimated 21,000 National Guard have been authorized for deployment to Washington, DC.
A friend who lives there says that the intimidation is palpable, the show of force depressing.
Ohio’s governor is responsible for 1,000 of those troops. That’s in addition to 600 who will remain here to “assist in Ohio,” most of them at the capitol in Columbus, backing up state and local law enforcement.
It’s all a show. We know this. It’s institutional bullying, an out-of-proportion, menacing presence designed not only to assert power, but to show all of America who the problem is.
Lovers of Liberty. Conservatives. Patriots. Republicans. Supporters of the 45th President of the United States.
The State is trying to define us, true Americans like you and me, as a danger to society. We’re being cast as domestic terrorists.
If there’s unrest this weekend or around Wednesday’s ritual inauguration of Daffy McHairsniffer, the State will crow that staging force was justified. If they’re wrong and there’s no such upset, they’ll claim that the show alone was enough to discourage it.
For the State it’s win-win. For citizens it’s no-win.
Want a mega-dose of irony? Contrast that with authorities’ response to Black Lives Matter, Antifa and other anti-American vandals — retreat, coddling, appeasement, stand-down orders and dismissed charges.
Don’t you damn dare let the State paint you with that brush. Stand your ground and be what you were born to be — free.
Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.
(Header image: Deb and friend late yesterday morning, working through setting up Ernie’s new security system.)