Not Such a Good Day, So Far

7 Reasons Why Your Car Won't Start

Aunt Joan died two years ago, and we’re still trying to finish the paperwork on her estate–which, by the way, has no freakin’ money in it for anybody but the state, but generates an infinite amount of paperwork. So I had to make an appointment with the bank just to come in and pick up some papers.

But they wouldn’t let me in because I forgot my mask, they didn’t have any masks to spare, and they made me go back home to get one. And when I got back home, my car wouldn’t start again. I don’t know why: just conked out in the parking lot. A neighbor had to come out and help me push it into a space.

I am not used to not being able to push my car without help. Gettin’ old. I had to drive back to the bank in my wife’s car and get those all-important papers. Now I need to find out if our auto repair guy is open and whether I can get my car towed there.

Blood pressure through the ceiling. Must try to calm down. Thank heaven for cigars.

I might as well get back to work. While my car was running, by the way, the canned network nooze kept banging the “We’re all gonna die” drum, hospitals overcrowded, no place to put all the dead bodies, same old bilge we get all day, every day. “It’s so hard to comfort people when you’re not allowed to hug them!” “Everybody knows that when you go into the hospital, you ain’t comin’ out.” This kind of, uh, reporting is traditionally great for ratings.

I really think we’ve had enough of this.

 

31 comments on “Not Such a Good Day, So Far

  1. I’ve had enough of the mayors and governors who pushed the people into breakdowns with their lockdowns. WHERE ARE THOSE WHO REPRESENT US?? There’s no one listening because they effectively turned us off. We can hear from them but they shut us off so they don’t have to hear from us. This is vile and “I canst’ takes no mo'”! Gimme me my spinach.

    1. Thanks for reminding me. i think I feel better. Or I feel I think better. I’m going batty from this locked down and out and I want to go out to play. At least you got out and even if it’s no fun for you, it’s fun for me to read about it.

    1. I just pray that America comes out of this a better and wiser country than we were going in: and that this year’s election finishes off the Democrat Party once and for all.

    2. Ohio had a protest yesterday — see my comment below. The protesters had tables set up in the lobby of the statehouse, one person per table, all six feet apart, and crowds of people outside the statehouse.

    3. Probably not. But at least it’s a good sign that people are waking up to what’s being done to us.

    4. The thing that worries me is that quixotic idea that they can somehow keep anybody from dying, if only they do it right. It’s akin to “We had to destroy that village in order to save it.” Like, maybe if they took away ALL our freedoms, ALL the time, maybe there wouldn’t be any disease at all!

      Let them go tilt at somebody else’s windmill.

    5. Well, we got our answer from the governor of Ohio this week. (The demonstrations have actually been going on for a week now.) Governor DeWine (or should we say Whiney?) says that people “can demonstrate all you want,” but he’s not going to change anything because he “do[es]n’t want to make a mistake.” In other words, as we used to say, “Stick it in your ear, peasant.”

      To him, causing thousands of citizens of his state to lose their livelihoods isn’t a “mistake.” Increasing the rate of addiction, depression, and suicide attempts isn’t a “mistake.” Isolating people from family and friends who might be able to help in an emergency isn’t a “mistake.” Broken supply chains of food and household goods aren’t a “mistake.”

      One thing that ISN’T a “mistake,” apparently, is that the governor and his minions still keep receiving their own paychecks — paid for by all the citizens whose livelihoods the governor has cancelled.

    6. In attempting to save ALL lives, you lose more lives than you would have lost had your policies been more moderate.

      P.S.–I don’t mean “you” personally. Your policies haven’t iced anyone, as far as I know.

  2. What a miserable day you’ve had! — and right after the joyful one at that! I think auto repair facilities are allowed to stay open, and they’re probably glad to have some business, since few people are driving as much these days. In some states, you can even get arrested for going for a non-state-approved drive, I understand.

    In my city, there was a prolonged protest outside the statehouse yesterday, demanding that the governor open up the state. At least no one was arrested for demonstrating, the way they were in another state. (First Amendment rights of assembly and bringing grievances to the government, anyone?)

    Meanwhile, the state governments and the media (but I repeat myself) keep wailing about hospital overloads and equipment shortages when actually there are empty beds in most hospitals and a surplus of masks and ventilators. And more and more people are starting to realize that the CDC has been cooking the books, i.e., lying about how many Wuhan deaths there have been. Unfortunately, we peons are helpless, since our rulers (and we’re not supposed to have “rulers” in a republic, are we?) simply disregard us at best and arrest or fine us at worst when we protest.

    1. The son of one of my friends has been sharing a meme that the Wuhan is actually a miracle cure for other diseases. After all, since the Wuhan deaths have increased so much, deaths have markedly decreased for heart attacks, diabetes, kidney failure, and lots of other conditions.

  3. Your last sentence says it all.

    This whole situation is taking some very unusual twists. As I write this, the narrative I’ve heard is that this is a naturally occurring disease which was being studied at Wuhan’s virology lab and escaped into the wild. The allegation is that there has been a massive coverup with the assistance of the WHO. Wars have started over less. This could get very strange, very quickly.

    1. I wonder if you can help Erlene. She keeps trying to get back on the blog: she can read the posts, but when she tries to comment, WordPress rejects her password. Asking me does no good: might as well ask the cat.

  4. Here’s another twist in the twisted nightmare. The daughter of one of my friends is a nurse in a Cincinnati hospital. She says emergency room traffic is very slow — not just because there aren’t as many Wuhan cases as the hysteria peddlers are claiming, but also because people who would normally go to the ER are afraid to do so. One woman who’d had a stroke finally came in after a week at home with the stroke because she simply couldn’t feed herself any more — her face was sagging on one side, she could barely speak, one of her arms was useless, and most of that side of her body could barely function. But she’d been afraid to go to the ER because of the hype about Wuhan. It wasn’t clear whether she was afraid of catching the Wuhan, finding no beds available, or being intubated erroneously, or what — the woman couldn’t speak clearly and was in an advanced state of panic. But this is another side effect of the panic, which is going to wind up killing more people than the virus itself would have done.

    And meanwhile, even with the padded numbers, the fatality rate hasn’t reached even half of the rate in the flu season of 2018.

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