It’s Day 346 of 15 Days to Flatten the Curve. Deb and I are ok, thanks.
Some of my friends have seen me popping back up in a familiar place, separate from my Ubi Libertas Blog presence, and maybe they wondered what’s up with that. Rest assured that there’s a plan — I do very little in this American Life without a purpose. I’ll leave it at that.
After having lunch yesterday with a like-minded friend, Deb and I ran some errands around town — the local vape shop, an auto-parts store, a car wash and the State Store. All of it, in one way or another, was related to the bus, checking more items off our (long) to-do list.
Nothing says “job well done” like comin’ home with motor oil and bourbon, right?
We’re also engaged in matters that aren’t related to Ernie, at least not directly — like tightening physical and electronic security here at Second Chance Ranch. We finished that this week as well.
And our mailbox, felled by a snowplow a month ago, is back up.
Meanwhile, in the wider world, the People have had it with this “pandemic” nonsense. While Ohio’s governor continues to play small ball, Texas is opening 100%, dropping its restrictions on citizens and businesses. Mississippi, too.
South Dakota, Florida and a handful of other states remain the standard for preserving individual Liberty throughout the madness. Karen Nation is apoplectic, the medical elite are throwing panic grenades and the Daffy’n’Chuckles regime is frantically trying to keep fear alive, but Americans (the ones with brains, anyway) are effing done.
Yeah, Daffy, that’s the “Neanderthal thinking” you were talking about yesterday. Kiss my ass.
This all has been a show, a charade, a criminally needless squandering of lives and Liberty. Enough.
Yesterday’s post, highlighting Dr. Seuss’s little-known 1939 book for adults. The Seven Lady Godivas, turned out to be pretty popular. Ok, maybe it was the cartoonish nudes, but I’m more inclined to believe it was the thumb it thrust into the eye of The Outrage Industry.
I’ll close today with the illustration that appeared inside the cover of that book. It’s classic Dr. Seuss — bright, whimsical, hidden messages everywhere. I only hope its delightful irreverence pisses off the same people who got The Good Doctor’s kids’ books banned.
Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.
#WiseUp #LibertyOrDeath