You Saw It With Your Eyes...You Heard It With Your Ears...

Hi!

In reading this, just know this is, by far, the most polite version of what poured onto the page.

So, as I sit here writing, I'm watching the guy who is the actual president of the United States, out and out lie about what he said yesterday. Yesterday, and I watched it live, the whole thing, he touted and asked his medical people to look into injecting disinfectants as a treatment for COVID-19. He went on to say it was something he thought was very interesting and powerful.  Also, he babbled something about finding a way to use UV light internally as treatment. This wasn't a fleeting mention, he drilled down on it for a few solid minutes.


Let that sink in.

At this point, I'm not sure which is worse, the ridiculous reckless abandon with which he wields his crazy theories, or the pathetic attempts at trying to erase his idiotic babblings.

You know there are going to be a troubled few that try it. Maybe some already have between the touting yesterday and the lying about the touting today.

When companies like the people who make Lysol find it necessary to put out statements explaining to the public that to ingest or inject their products would be a bad idea, having to reiterate the warnings on their packaging with the sole purpose of counteracting the words of the guy who is supposed to have the public's well-being at heart, that, in my opinion, is a real sign that the guy running your country is maybe, just maybe, swinging above his ability. (That, my friends, is actual sarcasm)

Okay, so he said it. There were witnesses. It was taped live, so there is video and audio proof. He. Said. It. All. Of. It.

So, today, because every SANE person called him out on his idiocy, he's trying to say he was being sarcastic to the media when he was talking about injecting poison. In other words, don't believe the fact that you SAW me pose these possibilities to the medical experts that were in the room, sitting to my right, (watch the face of the doctor as his verbal diarrhea took hold) to whom I was looking, and talking directly. Don't believe the fact that there was absolutely NO sarcasm in my tone. Even if you've had ample examples of how I use sarcasm, and have been listening to my different forms of it for years.

This guy is pathetic, sad, and, most of all, dangerous.

He suggests things that are risky, like hydroxychloroquine, which was never proven as a successful treatment and was found to be pretty damn deadly if the wrong people use it.

Now, this.

When his theories, which, by the way, he has no business saying out loud, are inevitably proven to be, at their most successful, wrong, or just plain insane as they almost always are, he falls into the "it wasn't me" defense.

It's like a toddler found covered in chocolate swearing with wide eyes that they hadn't touched it.

Does it make it any less true? Of course not. You saw it. With your eyes.

It's like a kid letting a curse word slip in front of Grandma, then denying it.

Does that mean it didn't happen? Of course not. You heard it. With your ears.


When this guy became president, I figured he would be bad at it. I had hoped he wouldn't be as bad as I feared. It turns out, he is so much worse.



There isn't a world leader out there who has handled this pandemic perfectly. That isn't even possible. But, by far, this vile, petulant, privileged, p*ssy-grabbing, morally and financially bankrupt Covidiot has been a nightmare, and no, my friends, that is NOT sarcasm.





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May those under his spell break free of his grasp and begin to see what's actually in front of their face.
May you see him for what he is, a parasite who banquets upon the hate he creates among religion and race.

May we all get to the other side of this, losing as few as we possibly can.
May we listen to those spurred by science, not politics, you know, like Dr. Fauci and Dr. Tam.

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It's Hard To Be Patient...

Hi!


How's everybody hanging in there?


As time ticks on, the more I am grateful for living where I live.


I am fortunate to live in a place that has, though not perfect, a health care system wherein we definitely don't have the added stress of worrying how much getting tested and being treated for Covid may cost. We can simply focus on getting well.

I am fortunate to live in a place that has, though not perfect, politicians that understand that Doctors and scientists need to take the lead in this situation. They understand that following the science is, in the long run, lighting the way to the quickest and best path to the other side of this.

I am fortunate to live in a place that has, though not perfectly, put financial safety nets in place. It is understood that as this goes on, needs are changing and policies need to be ever-evolving to try and fulfill them. We all know it's expensive, but it is understood that roofs over heads and food in fridges have to happen.

I am fortunate to live in a place that has, for the most part, citizens that understand the gravity of the situation and are doing their part to slow the spread of this thing, therefore keeping our hospitals from getting overwhelmed.

I am fortunate to live in a place that has, though not perfect, plans in place in case the worst of scenarios happen.

I am fortunate to live in a place where people don't protest for their right to spread this thing at will. Unlike our unfortunate neighbours to the South.


They have politicians and Fox News promoting protests against being made to stay home.

The thing is they should have to force you. It's common sense.

They have a president who is willfully and deliberately ignorant. Or, at least I hope he is, because if he isn't, and is bolstering these misguided protests anyway, that's just plain evil.

He is putting people at risk, on purpose.

I've seen the signs they carry. That Covid-19 isn't real, that it's some kind of conspiracy to get control of them and the economy. That 5G is trying to control our thoughts or some such nonsense.

It's lunacy. Dangerous lunacy.

Let's say, for arguments' sake, that all of these conspiracy theories are correct. What exactly is the end game for whomever this omnipotent, Marvel level villain is?

I mean, to have control of all of the world's leading doctors and scientists is freakin' impressive. To have the vast majority of world leaders either in your pocket or bamboozled is also incredibly impressive.

The conspiracy theorists talk about "they' alot. I have no idea who this 'they' is, and when asked, the theorists can't name the "they" either. The "they" seems to be some all-encompassing entity. Maybe it's Thanos.

Look, I can't pretend to understand the intricacies of everything that drives the conspiracy theorists.

But, I can tell you this.

Everybody deals with fear in different ways. A lot of people get angry, look to blame someone, anyone, a "they" for that fear. A lot of people deny reality because it will make them face what, in actuality, is going on.

The true villain here is the virus itself. Plain and simple. Flooding streets in protest, congregating in groups at beaches or in churches due to lack of intelligent leadership puts not only the protestors at risk, but every single person they come in contact with, and, in turn, every person they come in contact with, and so on.

It's hard to be patient.

Not seeing our kids. Not seeing or hugging our grandbabies. Having to be hyper-aware of what 6 ft of distance feels like. That knot in your gut that seems to have taken up permanent residence.

I am fortunate to live in a place that, for the most part, deals with hardship by excavating the humour from it. The humour may be a bit dark in places, have a twist or two, be deeply steeped in irony, and is never meant to diminish the seriousness of said situation. It's how we survive long stints of super harsh winters and anything else that is incredibly difficult to get through and lives beyond our control.

I am fortunate to live in a place that, for the most part, can, and will survive pretty much anything. Not by denying the truth, not by protesting logic, but by embracing workable solutions, and supporting each other in what we know we need to do.

We will get through this mess, and end up stronger for it.


This horrible pandemic is shining an unforgiving light on the leaders of this planet. Unforgiving light highlights excellence, highlights proficiency, leaving no shadows in which to hide incompetence.



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For those who choose to protest...

May you understand, really understand what you are fighting for, it's not the freedom you think.
May you see that flooding the streets will only throw you further into the drink.

May you see the flame from which you light your torches is one of noxious gas.
May you see that to this delusional Emporer, you are but a means to his cash.

May you see he's willing to feed you to the virus as he sits on his self-proclaimed throne.
May you understand that if you are truly a patriot, you would protect your neighbours by simply staying home.



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The Trees Might Be Naked,But The Sky Is Still Blue!

Hi!





How is everybody doing?



Different parts of the world seem to be slugging through different levels of hell right now. Our skillsets, helpful... to a point. It isn't a simple 'this' happened, so I'll do 'that', my trusty correction move, and all will be well again. Coping mechanisms are being tested. We are all getting a thorough tour of the 'twilight zone.' All of us are getting through in our own ways. We all feel vulnerable. We all feel stripped.

All of our trees are naked.

But the sky is still blue.



If you feel ill-equipped to handle this particular brand of chaos, welcome to being human. None of us have gone through this before. All of us are figuring it out as we go.

If you need routine. Create one.
If you cope better with a less regimented day-to-day, do that.

Sing, dance, bake, craft, DIY, watch movies, hell, make movies... do whatever you have always wanted to make time for. Or don't.

I guess my point is this.

The sky is still blue. It hasn't fallen. It may have dipped a bit, but it hasn't fallen.

When we once again, get to greet our neighbours without hesitation, when we once again get to hug our grandbabies, when we once again get to walk around without measuring distance, we want to be able to enjoy it.


Covid -19 is powerful. It steals your breath, it steals your time with loved ones, it steals your security, it steals your freedom, and it, at its worst it can steal your life.

Covid- 19 is powerful, but it can't steal our hope. It can't steal our spirit. It can't steal our compassion. It can't steal our kindness. It can't steal our resilience. We can't let it.

When this is over, the world will have shifted. If you look back in history very few world events have had the power to create such a shift.

The most recent, I believe, was 9/11.

It changed the way we travel. It shifted trust on a global scale. It created a shift.

This will change how the world works. It will create a shift.

Maybe the shift that will happen will be a good one this time.

Maybe it will create more global co-operation. Maybe it will shift the priorities of those in power. Maybe health workers will be valued more, maybe the same will go for teachers, grocery store clerks, EMT's, janitors, garbage collectors, pharmacists, food delivery people, and countless other people who actually DO make the world go 'round.

When it really hits the fan, who is truly essential becomes blindingly obvious. Let's not let them be swallowed, once again, by the shadows when we get through this.


Yes, the trees might be naked, but the sky is still blue.

We may feel exposed and vulnerable, but our clear, shining hope will get us through.

Better days are coming.

Be ready.

In the meantime... please,

Reach out to- but stay physically away from your loved ones.
Reach out to those you know may be struggling. Even if it's the first conversation you've ever had, maybe especially if it's the first conversation.
Be kind.
Be patient.
Be the best part of you.


Take Care.


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Until next time...


May you find a way through with as few scars as you can manage.
May you find and help those who may be at a vulnerable disadvantage.

May you find a way to smile, find a way to grin.
May you find a way to get to tomorrow, every day here is a win.

May you discover strength you never knew you possessed, never even knew was within.
May you find resourcefulness courses through you, merely lying in wait, for you to tap in.


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Through A Wider Lens...

Hi,



First off, in all of this chaos, it's awesome to see just how amazing the human race can be. It's beautiful to see the cheers for the heroes on the front line of this thing. It's incredible to see the acts of kindness that are rippling across every imaginary line drawn in the sand.

It's hard not to think of this through a wider lens.

Beyond the nuts and bolts of the horror of the losses. The loss of loved ones, the financial loss, the loss of freedoms we take for granted every single day. Beyond the uncertainty, the stress, the anxiety. Beyond the threat against everything, we, as a global society, have been conditioned to deem important. Beyond all of the 'stuff', the wider lens takes in so much more.

We are being shown what kind of people we are.

Are we people who care enough about others to stay home?
Are we people who are capable of digesting facts and accepting them even though they aren't pleasant?
Are we able to embrace bizarro world level discomfort for the short term to help ourselves in the long run?



This Covid-19 thing has blanketed every news outlet across the globe for months. Yet, there are still those who want to claim innocent ignorance. I'm sorry, but if you still don't know how this is transmitted, how serious it can be, how overwhelmed the world's medical communities have become, that is willful, deliberate ignorance.


There is no such thing as overkill when it comes to precautions.

I would much rather look back a year from now and think we did too much than not enough.

I would rather be forced to close our businesses, and live in a tent than infect someone with this thing.

There are still way too many people out there not willing to take this thing seriously. They bitch and moan about what a pain in the ass all of these restrictions create.

I get it. This is the longest I've ever had to go without a hug from a grandbaby. No going to movies. No girl's nights.

I get it. I keep thinking about my mom. She's an eighty-year-old cancer surviving, diabetic with a heart condition.
I keep thinking about my diabetic sister who is immune-compromised.
I keep thinking about my daughter who is immune-compromised.
I keep thinking about my niece with auto-immune and thyroid issues.
I keep thinking about my cancer surviving neighbours.


Who would I be willing to sacrifice for a date night?

Who would you be willing to sacrifice?

I know that sounds dramatic, but that doesn't make it any less real.

There are still those out there that are spouting incredibly stupid and dangerous conspiracy theories about this. Trying to lessen its gravitas by spreading gravely stupid misinformation.

This is not political. This, at its core, is not economical. This is medical. Period.


So, stay home.

It's not a prison sentence. For most of us, it's an inconvenience. A big one, but an inconvenience all the same.

For some, it's a hell of a lot tougher. Be a helper, not a whiner.

If you are able, donate. Food banks are being taxed to their limits right now, meal delivery charities need help,

Through all of this, please remember that it's okay to laugh. It's okay to create fun within your walls. Call people who are weathering this alone. Check in. Tap into your goofy. Get creative.

Virtual birthday parties using group video chats. (Our grandbaby turned four this week!)
Dance parties!
Make movies, make cookies, make crafty things, make clean-out-the-fridge soup.
Make memories.

Take care. Take care of you, those you love, and those you have never met.

We got this.




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May you stay safe, stay healthy, stay diligent in doing what we all need to do.
May you see beyond the discomfort, this is the best thing for you and all who love you.

May we all do our part to help this horror become history.
May we allow ourselves to accept that how to do that is not some fantastic mystery.

The way through this is really very simple, it requires nothing further than what is already known.
The quickest way through this is candidly, honestly, easily, stay the hell at home.


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