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WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Welcome to the New American Digest: 2003-2020
From my youth up I never liked the city.
I never forgot the mountains where I was born.
The world caught me and harnessed me
And drove me through dust, thirty years away from home.
Migratory birds return to the same tree.
Fish find their way back to the pools where they were hatched.
I have been over the whole country,
And I have come back at last to the garden of my childhood.
My farm is only ten acres.
The farm house has eight or nine rooms.
Elms and willows shade the back garden.
Peach trees stand by the front door.
The village is out of sight.
You can hear dogs bark in the alleys,
And cocks crow in the mulberry trees.
When you come through the gate into the court
You will find no dust or mess.
Peace and quiet live in every room.
I am content to stay here the rest of my life.
At last I have found myself.
— Tao Yuan Ming (Tao Qian) Chinese, 365-427
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Another succinct piece I can post on several FB sites to bust their asses. We have a maskhole Gov. in NC, who clearly has a mask fetish. And hates hiz State.
Spot on! Perfectly done!
Yesterday I was in a waiting room at the doctor’s office, with about 3 other people scattered throughout the small room. One elderly man was dooming and glooming about the selfishness of schools reopening . How they were going to all bring COVID home and kill everyone. I’d say fear will be more destructive than actual disease.
Masks are now required by law around here in hoosierville.
Not sure what the penalty is, don’t care.
We rarely go anywhere so it’s not a big deal.
FedEx dood came by last week and he wasn’t wearing, so I guess it is still selective law enforcement.
03Nov it’s going to boil over. maybe sooner
@Jewel
“Yesterday I was in a waiting room at the doctor’s office….”
Last week, I was in my dermatologist’s waiting room awaiting the semi-annual removal of questionable pieces of my hide. The entry procedure is prolly familiar to most of us: Somebody from the doctor’s staff is given the unenviable job of door guard, where they take everyone’s temperature and ask the required questions before entry is allowed. So I passed that test and took my seat awaiting my turn at the knife. And of course, wearing a mask is mandatory (I’ll skip the debate about whether a mask is helpful or not).
A couple of minutes after taking my seat, in walked this woman, wearing her mask as she must, and she went through the door guard’s ritual. But her mask was one of those belly dancer veils, transparent, and complete with jewels and little twinkly thingis.
Now remember: I was at my dermatologist’s office. If you’ve never been, they’re full of people my age….someone in their 50’s is usually young for the crowd. I will presume that this woman-publicly-wearing-her-belly-dancer-veil has the rest of the outfit to go along with her veil, but thankfully, she opted to leave that at home. No one, not in love with her, needs to see that.
I identify the paddle holster and it’s contents on my hip as a mask on my face and my preferred pronouns are yessir and nosir.
Now, what were you sayin’ ?
Everywhere a lock down. Everywhere mask-clad zombies. Here’s something amazing… some great news… something has actually worked out totally okay.
https://www.americanthinker.com/blog/2020/08/coronavirus_common_sense.html
Where do we know that chick in the video from?
Something very familiar in her mannerism and speech; a video series or some such?
Anyway, it is a beautifully presented piece and hits just the right spots.
And to James ONeil’s point, a good paddle holster is my preference OSW as well.