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It’s Getting to Me

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Current events are worming their way into my subconscious!

Last night I dreamed Toshiro Mifune, in full samurai garb, went to our local supermarket to buy paper towels. He bought a pack of 27 rolls, which was all they had available. And when he was out of the store, the rolls of paper towels turned into bad samurai and attacked him, necessitating some very fancy sword-play.

Paper towels? Toshiro must’ve thought he was lucky to get ’em–the last pack of towels left on the shelves. When I was there the other day, there weren’t any.

I do not want to dream about current events. I get enough of that all day. Saturation nooze coverage! It’s always one story eating up all the others. Fap! You can’t even make a proper Toshiro Mifune movie out of it.

It’s Shortage Time!

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Weekend grocery shopping-time this morning–and boy is our supermarket out of things! You want meat? Ha-ha-ha! Paper towels? Whistle for ’em.

Remember, back in the last century, Boris Yeltsin visited America and broke down and cried when he saw the fully-stocked shelves in one of our supermarkets. It was something whose like he’d never seen, at home in the USSR.

Hey, folks! Take a good long look at all these shortages–if you’re not too busy hoarding toilet paper. There’s a lesson to be learned here. And here it is:

Socialism is like this all the time.

But don’t take my word for it. In Venezuela they killed all the animals in the zoo and ate them. They haven’t had toilet paper for years. Ask them how much they’re enjoying socialism. And in North Korea they ate the bark off the trees.

When the Wuhan virus scare–a gift from communist China–blows over, let’s not forget this lesson.

If we ever again elect a Democrat government, we’ll deserve what happens to us.

 

Back from the Supermarket

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We’ve done our grocery shopping. It took twice as long as usual.

We made an extra trip to Whole Foods to get produce, and I was astonished to find the place uncrowded. “It looks like a normal day in a sane world,” I said to the checkout clerk. “How did you swing that?” He just smiled and said, “You should’ve seen it yesterday.”

On to the Stop & Shop. No toilet paper. No frozen vegetables, except for tons of chopped cauliflower with quinoa in it. (Hint to management: If they’re not buying it now, they’ll never buy it.) But at least it wasn’t a frantic mob scene like it was a few days ago. I don’t understand the run on toilet paper, though. “People are scared,” the clerk said. Of what–cholera? Why do they think they need so much toilet paper? There was hardly any chicken left, either. But other than that, the shoppers seemed a lot less frantic than they were a few days ago.

Again, this is like nothing I’ve ever seen in all my life. I view it as a massive failure of top-down, government-managed globalism. A little-bitty experiment in bio-warfare seeps out of a lab in Red China, and the whole world comes to a crashing halt. Carrying on like it was The Masque of the Red Death. With Democrats licking their lips because they think the chaos is going to be their ticket back to power. Not nice.

Not nice at all.