Posted On: Saturday - October 3rd 2020 7:04PM MST
In Topics:   Healthcare Stupidity  Kung Flu Stupidity
This post is the 2nd Kung Flu story from an expedition far out of the confines of our comfortable State of LOCKDOWN hysteria, a couple of days back ... to Lowe's and then Target. (Oh, the small project for which I got the parts from Lowe's was a success.) Well .. the Lowe's story morphed into an epiphany about black lives and whether they matter ... enough to advertise across one's face like an idiot. This one will stick to the healthcare stupidity that has kept this blog staff in Filet Mignon with half-off Target-bought Chef Boyardee pasta on the side, all chased with 6-packs of Huber fine ale, since around late March. Actually, no, not Filet Mignon, that was Chick-fil-a.
It was the same story, an experiment in social antagonistancing, as I wore no mask into the store, or at any time later. I didn't get any bad reactions, really no reactions at all as I spent the 10 minutes getting my stuff. Yes, lady, "I found everything OK". At the checkout line I was surprise to see a 50-60 y/o woman wearing no mask. She was standing in line right behind me, as the cashier was just starting to ring up my stuff.
Man, was I excited about this. "I'm glad to see someone else who's tired of all this stuff." was roughly the way I put it. She agreed and we spent a minute or more at a 2 ft. social distance just conversing about all the stupidity we'd been seeing. I brought up the students at the nearby university out in the sunshine mostly wearing masks. She brought up a topic we briefly noted in Part 6 of our Scenes from the Kung Flu Summer re-Panic series, people who wear face masks while driving around, with the windows up! The word "retards" was bandied about ... a couple of times ... by me ... in hearing range of the cashier (that plexiglas doesn't work!), other customers, and a young lady who I'm pretty sure was this older lady's daughter.
That was great. All in hearing range could hear us both calmly discuss this Kung Flu Panic-Fest stupidity, in a very friendly manner. I was in a good mood leaving the Target store.
About a mile away from the store, I noticed a cop SUV in the rear-view mirror. He stayed behind me for a mile or so, as I got down below the speed limit, mostly just to piss the guy off, more than anything. OK, I used to get pulled over so often in another vehicle that my heart rate quit even going up. It's been years though. It just doesn't seem to happen anymore, and, no, I don't believe in jinxes, as of publication date, at least.
I had an interesting thought after the first 1/2 mile of this cop following me, beside, I mean, "he's just going the same way". What if the Target store employees had been told "don't bother anyone flouting the COVID panic rules directly - you might get hurt or infected. Just tell your manager and he'll call the cops on 'em." Well, maybe there would just be a warning and maybe a ticket for a low fine for a first offense, but think of the blog posts I could get out of this! Those were my thoughts as I looked back a half mile later and the cop SUV was nowhere in sight.
And to think, I almost cut my hair.
Happened just the other day.
It was getting kind of long....
Must be because I had the Kung Flu for Christmas.
And I'm not feeling up to par.
It increases my paranoia,
like looking at my mirror and seeing a police car.
Just letting my freak face fly, with all apologies due to Crosby, Stills, and Nash... for calling them dirty stinkin' hippies all these years.
Here's another one:
The wheel is turning, and you can't slow down.
You can't let go, and you can't hold on.
You can't go back, and you can't stand still.
If the COVID don't get you, then the lightning will.*
* I had had that Dead song in my head (The Wheel) for this post, lost the tab of the youtube video, remembered it, then found out I'd already embedded it before, AND, it was in a post about shopping at Target in the age of the Kung Flu. (See Targeted for Hysteria - Addendum, a follow-up post, of course, from Targeted for Hysteria.) What serendipity, except the independent coming up with the same idea bit was between me and myself of May 14th this year.