Posted On: Wednesday - March 17th 2021 7:07AM MST
In Topics:   Kung Flu Stupidity
This one is another dream induced post, the first one, from before Christmas, being here. Hence, we've got the purposefully-made fuzzy image here. (I couldn't find one to exactly represent the dream scene, and, as for taking a real one, well, I don't see the same thing outside much anymore, thankfully.) This is just a small thing, but there is one Kung Flu related point here.
You know how dreams can be. Often the dream scene locations are from way back in the memory banks. I was on the porch of a house we lived in long ago. It was fairly rural, with no houses directly next door, no outlet to the street, hence not many pedestrians. Two young men with wearing Kung Flu face masks walked by, maybe 10 ft from the porch, not really matching the reality of that house, in which it would have been 50 ft or more without being on our property.
These guys were on the road though. I was disgusted by the stupidity of it all, walking down a nearly rural road with anti-COVID masks on. I said some words to this effect, right at the guys. Well, they didn't take too kindly to that and came over onto the property right up next to me on the porch. My first thoughts were to tell them to get off my porch. Since I was sitting down still, I wasn't in a good position to fight them (yet), as it looked like, the way we were talking. I had my thoughts about that, but I also realized I was in the wrong here.
I've got to mellow out about this. "Well, you guys were not on my property, so, you're right - it's not my business. Sorry to be rude." Hey, I'm a Libertarian and was that sort even at the time I did live in that house. When you're in the wrong, admit it to yourself. (Plus, 2 against 1, and I was sitting down!) After I said "sorry", these two were reasonable guys, and they were pretty friendly. As it goes with men more than woman, that was that, end of story, so, still sitting down, I shook one of the guys' hand.
I woke up soon after (or I wouldn't be able to write this post, as dreams go away so quickly from the conscious part of the mind, at least). "Hey," I thought, "that guy, one of the two of them with face masks on outside in the sunshine, shook hands with me from about 2 ft away. What IS the point of this whole thing. Did these guys see the stupidity there?" I couldn't ask, as the dream was over,. It'd just be asking myself anyway, and I know the answer.