Good Grief, Charlie Brown

I’ve had it. Seriously. Had it.

I went to the car wash today and they had every other vacuum coned off with signs that said “we’re practicing social distancing.” And about half the people there were wearing face masks.

First of all, you can’t catch the hoax COVID-19 flu bug outside. It is ONLY transmittable if you are sneezed or coughed on by an infected person or happen to touch something that an infected person recently sneezed or coughed on. It’s not some magical virus that floats in the air waiting to invade human hosts.

Thus, social distancing outside is ridiculous. Throw face masks into the equation and it’s beyond ridiculous. Ludicrous. Laughable. Absurd.

Second, it’s almost 90 fucking degrees in Las Vegas. The “virus” doesn’t live long in high heat or sunlight. It also doesn’t like humidity. In fact, the reason why the flu is more prevalent during the winter months is because the weather is colder, and people aren’t out in shorts and swimsuits producing Vitamin D from sunlight exposure. And this is nothing more than a flu bug with fewer cases and deaths than other flu bugs. The CDC inflated its numbers of COVID-19 cases by requiring every death, no matter the cause, be recorded as COVID-19 related, and recently had to go back and correct them.

Yet, the mainstream media fake news brainwashed sheep persist with their incredulous fear that we are all going to catch this horrific deadly virus and die.

There’s no evidence. None. Zero. Hospitals have been under capacity so much so that medical workers are being laid off and/or having their hours cut. Here in Las Vegas, emergency rooms and ICU wards have been empty. It’s all bullshit and has been since the beginning.

Granted, older people or those with preexisting conditions may, in fact, be more susceptible to this virus just like they are likely susceptible to EVERY OTHER VIRUS. The reason Italy saw so many deaths was that the country’s average age is 81 years.

Healthy people, however, don’t need to be so damn paranoid and think that wearing a face mask outside in the summer heat (or in their vehicles) does anything except make sane people laugh at their ridiculousness.

Enough Already!

We’re going on two months now with this ridiculous lockdown bullshit with every store advertising “social distancing” with their asinine little footprints taped to the floor, one-way signs down aisles, the new retail Gestapo sitting outside denying entrance to patrons who aren’t mask-clad, and lines to get inside because only ten people at a time are allowed inside Walmart or Home Depot at a time. Even Vons has recently issued “mandatory mask” Tuesdays and Thursdays. Guess I won’t be shopping there ever again.

I’ve discussed this idiocy before here. Read, enjoy, share.

Seriously, though, how many people do YOU know personally who have, have had, or have died from COVID-19? I don’t care if your coworker’s mother’s best friend from high school’s husband’s grandmother’s neighbor was infected because that isn’t someone you know personally. Further, how do you know you/he/she/they even had the virus? You’re trusting the word of the medical provider who has an ulterior motive, whether that be orders from supervisors or the fact that hospitals earn money for each COVID-19 case.

Even more troubling is the fact that New York hospitals have been placing patients on ventilators that are set at too high of a setting for alleged COVID-19 patients. The end result of this is an inordinate number of deaths due to lung trauma directly attributed to these ventilators. Way to go, New York. We already knew Bill DeBlasio and Andrew Cuomo were self-serving halfwit losers, but they have sunk to a new low.

Here are the facts. First of all, the CDC has changed the number of COVID-19 related deaths, decreasing them significantly because, “Oh no, deaths from flu, pneumonia, cancer, heart attacks, car accidents, skydiving mishaps, and rabid raccoon bites, etc. have decreased substantially because they had ordered hospitals to list EVERY death as COVID-19 related regardless of whether the decedent had it or not.

Secondly, the CDC also issued new guidelines regarding face mask usage, and hey, guess what?!

“CDC does not recommend that people who are well wear a facemask to protect themselves from respiratory illnesses, including COVID-19. You should only wear a mask if a healthcare professional recommends it. A facemask should be used by people who have COVID-19 and are showing symptoms. This is to protect others from the risk of getting infected. The use of facemasks also is crucial for health workers and other people who are taking care of someone infected with COVID-19 in close settings (at home or in a health care facility).”

As someone who has never worn one, who never will, and who hasn’t gotten sick or killed anybody with my alleged asymptomatic hoax virus carrier status (*insert eye roll here), I am extremely humored and annoyed by the sheep who continue to wear them while driving in their cars alone, who don them while walking or running outside, and who only put them on as they enter a building (adjusting it, of course, with bare and likely unwashed and unsanitized hands.) I am seriously waiting to see some idiot walking his/her dog with a mask on the dog.

Making matters worse are draconian tyrannical governors and mayors who have God complexes (including Nevada’s own moron Governor Sisolak) and, despite President Trump’s recommendations to open America, these tyrants think they are kings and queens who can do whatever they want. Wrong. A.G. Barr isn’t going to let these idiots continue holding free Americans hostage over nothing. Remember, the Constitution is the supreme law of the land and this piece of parchment is the only paper we need.

Finally, if you are that scared to leave your house without your ineffective mask, dirty rubber gloves, and six-foot bubble around you, just stay home. The rest of us want to live our lives.

For more information, check out this post.

Open Sesame

I am so over this lockdown quarantine bullshit, and am ready for the US to open again. Since I’m in Las Vegas, I’m going to direct this toward our worthless governor for whom I certainly did not vote (and who I think should be recalled, but let’s save that for another post, shall we?!)

That said, President Trump has given guidelines as to when states should open, and many like Texas, Florida, and Utah have already started. Note that these are states with republican governors. Businesses are starting to open, outdoor recreation areas are open, people are getting out and getting sun and exercise and haircuts and other things that humans do because of this overblown, over-hyped FLU BUG (yes, COVID-19 is not even as serious as the flu.)

But there are also those draconian tyrannical commie POS governors who have strengthened mandates while expecting their constituents to kowtow at their smelly corrupt feet.

Now, the CDC in its (lack of) infinite wisdom, has added a slew of additional symptoms to the fever, cough, and trouble breathing “trademarks” of COVID-19. Let’s examine them. Headache, sore throat, chills, muscle pain, repeated shaking, new loss of smell/taste, sneezing, diarrhea, bunions, insomnia, and acne. Okay, okay, I added the last five, but seriously, folks. Oh look, let’s add more FLU symptoms to the fucking FLU. A pulled neck muscle?! Muscle pain and headaches. Uh oh, now you have COVID-19. Bullshit!! What about those with chronic migraines? Headaches, voila! What about allergies (from which I suffer)? Sneezing. Oh no!

My point is that this ongoing lockdown is ridiculous and completely unnecessary just like the sheep who continue to wear their little masks and gloves. First of all, as I already informed you all, masks don’t do shit. Especially when people wear them wrong and take them on and off with dirty hands. Good grief. And, didya know that heat KILLS the virus. It’s 100 fucking degrees here in Sin City already. Hey, the virus is dead. Stop wearing your stupid masks outside or in your 140-degree car.

Monitored entry into stores, requiring masks, tables between the public and the chickenshit tellers, and one-way signs on the floors are also laughably ludicrous.

Another point on the masks: some businesses require patrons to wear them. Hey, guess what? That’s unconstitutional. I have never worn a mask, nor will I, and if a business requires it, then I’ll go elsewhere.

These restrictions (ahem, pay attention Governor Sisolak) are so unconstitutional that Attorney General Barr has directed prosecutors to prosecute violators. Governors who overstep their boundaries and act like they are God are going to get theirs, and I hope sooner than later because I need a fucking haircut and color already.

Defining “Essential”

Throughout this whole coronavirus mass hysteria isolation “thing,” I’ve been going a little stir crazy (okay, a lot crazy) sitting at home. So much so, in fact, that my mind starting wandering (never a good thing) toward tidbits I wouldn’t have ordinarily thought.

One of them is what, exactly, constitutes an essential and/or non-essential business.

Here are my thoughts.

First of all, my tanning salon is an essential business. I haven’t been this white since I lived in snow country. Not only does sporting a nice bronze tan make me feel (and, undoubtedly, look) healthier, but the blast of rays boosts my Vitamin D levels and reduces my depression. Despite living in Las Vegas, I don’t have the privacy to tan outdoors in the manner to which I am accustomed while in a private bed, not to mention it’s already getting ridiculously hot and I don’t want to spend hours in the sun when a quick 12-minute session is all I need. Yes, I know I know it’s bad for me, but done responsibly with appropriate pre- and post-tan skincare, the potential dangers are mitigated. I’ve been tanning for YEARS and don’t look like some wrinkled, middle-aged, leather sofa. So there.

Secondly, even though there are DIY hair coloring options, I can’t trim my own hair. I’ve tried in the past and ended up resembling my fourth-grade school photo with a choppy, uneven, mom-used-craft-scissors ‘do. So, while I am able to cover my graying roots and maintain my lovely brunette hue, I desperately need a trim. The same goes for my boyfriend whose head is getting puffy from all the hair he desperately needs cut but won’t let me near with scissors. Hey, I can trim other people’s hair, just not my own. Chicken.

Next, why in the hell are city, state, and national parks, beaches, and other outdoor public recreation venues closed? Amidst the ad nauseum spate of bullshit social distancing “guidelines,” nobody is going to catch the virus outside. It’s not floating around waiting to invade (which is why I laugh hysterically at those sheep who insist on wearing masks and gloves while outside.) Good grief, we all need some fresh air and sunshine. Oh, and human contact with non-relatives would be nice.

By the way, I expect the National Parks Service to extend my annual parks pass for which I paid a pretty penny for a few months to compensate my loss.

Finally, of course, gun stores are essential because Second Amendment. ‘Nuff said.

As for non-essential businesses? Governors’ offices and Congress.

Blood is Thicker than Gasoline

But gasoline can start a fire.

If there’s one thing that a staged mass crisis does is emphasize how much most of us can’t stand too much family time. Another is that it is so true that we can’t choose our relatives.

My family is ridiculously dysfunctional (like that old platitude: we put the FUN in dysfunctional.) This person doesn’t talk to that one. This one is mad at that one. Blah blah blah ad nauseum. Of course, I admit, there are some of my family members with whom I don’t speak largely because they are nosy, intrusive, judgmental, self-righteous assholes.

Friends are, indeed, one’s true family. I have friends I’ve known for decades with some going back to high school and even earlier. People who have been there for me (and vice versa) during difficult times who don’t judge but are there to listen and offer advice (when asked, of course, unlike family members who seem to always know what you should do and don’t hesitate to lecture every chance they get.)

But why is it that friends are oftentimes so much better (for want of a better word) than family? First of all, you can choose your friends, and if you don’t like them or you have a falling out then you can say your goodbyes and be on your way without the extra baggage of a massive guilt trip.

Family members, however, tend to take one another for granted. They are oftentimes rude, self-centered, discourteous, entitled, and have little loyalty to one another. ‘Tis sad.

Maybe you are one of the lucky ones with a very close family in which everyone gets along and there are never harsh words, undue criticism, abuse, tears, or alcoholism. If so, congratulations and best of luck with your fairy tale existence.

I’m willing to wager, however, that most of us have at least one or 12 toxic family members

A toxic person is a toxic person regardless of their ancestry, and simply because you share a bloodline does not necessarily mean that you need to let that poison invade your own bloodstream. Think of this toxicity as an allergen of sorts. Repeated exposure to an allergen oftentimes forces one’s immune system to react to this foreign body. Voila, an allergy is born. So, if you find yourself breaking out in hives every time your Uncle Felix comes near or when your Grandma Edna tells you that you’re too skinny or your hair is the wrong color or your clothes are not flattering or she doesn’t like your spouse or that you live in the wrong city or that you could get a better job or what-the-fuck-ever, then that person is toxic and you are likely allergic.

Unless you want to purchase stock in Benadryl, just stay away. Far, far away.

Back to Kindergarten

In the next part of my annoyed as hell with this whole COVID-19 mass hysteria bullshit, let me tell you about yesterday. You can read about the relative uselessness of gloves and masks in my last post here.

I first tried to go to the post office, but there was a huge line of mask-wearing sheep waiting outside in a nice single-file line with everyone standing at least six feet apart (outside, mind you.) An obviously unhappy-with-her-job drill sergeant poised herself at the front of the line to ensure that only one person at a time was permitted inside and admonished and refused entry to anyone attempting to do business without a mask. Needless to say, since I am an adult with common sense and knowledge, I left.

Then, I stopped at my local grocery store and saw staff placing signs on the floor with one-way arrows at the end of each aisle. When I brazenly walked the wrong way down the soup aisle, I was informed that today they would let my insubordination slide, but from tomorrow on, I had to observe all traffic laws. I asked, “Or what?” and a pimply-faced kid told me those were “the rules,” along with the painstakingly measured feet signs on the floor, to enforce social distancing.

Adding insult to injury, plexiglass shields, plastic-covered credit card readers, and large folding tables have been added to further enforce the ever-increasing paranoia.

What is this? Kinderfuckinggarten? Apparently, we must all be treated like children who, first of all, have no concept of measurement, and, second of all, cannot be trusted to utilize even a modicum of common sense to not ram our carts into oncoming traffic if, God forbid, we are going the “wrong way” down an aisle. If they start mandating masks, I will be shopping elsewhere. Or online.

Smoke and Mirrors

By now, I’m sure everyone whose employer or school has suspended activity due to this mainstream media overblown corona virus mass hysteria “pandemic” (or, as I like to call it, “panic-demic“) bullshit is, like me, bored to tears. Granted, as a writer, Armageddon or not, dammit, I can always work. However, given that I always can does not necessarily mean that I want to. Aside from some scattered poetry and these bitch-fests, I’m not being very productive aside from basic household chores, and even those have been attended to unenthusiastically.

And, truly, how many movies can one person watch in two weeks? For me, the answer is 17.

But what is really making me irritated during this whole mess is the unrelenting coverage by mainstream media (aka “lame” stream media) about this virus. Yes, this is the same mainstream media that (as all “woke” folks know) are simply the propaganda arm of the deep state left and those who are willing to bankrupt and destroy the US just to eviscerate, discredit, and oust President Trump because he’s not one of them. He actually gives a damn about the US and her people. He keeps his promises. I know, right?! What a concept that our elected president (or any other elected official) actually has the US in his best interests. Let me tell you, he is quite a breath of fresh air given what has inhabited the White House for the past, oh 20 years.

Unless your head is buried in the sand, you have been brainwashed a la “Project Mockingbird” (look it up), or you are just too stupid to see that the numbers don’t add up, it is very apparent that this “pandemic” is not all it seems. When has the US (and the rest of the world) been closed for business for a flu bug? We’ve survived SARS, eBola, H1N1, Zika and an assortment of other alleged human race-ending diseases without the massive and unprecedented shutdowns we are seeing today.

Something is afoul. Do some research. Wash your hands. And wait for the storm to pass.