When the Power is Out

                                  Imagine this;  A pandemic or crisis that has lasted far longer than anyone expected. People did hunker down best they could for the first couple of weeks. Life was at least tolerable, but then the power went out. That was about at least 5 weeks ago. You are standing at the kitchen sink getting a drink of water when you look out the window and notice something move. It's a n ordinary looking guy, lethargic, staggering and weak coming from the edge of the woods heading your way. You cautiously step out of the back door and make your way toward him, base ball bat in hand. You call out to the stranger and wait a couple of seconds to see what he is going to do. He motions for you to come to him and takes a few more steps and falls to the ground a few yards from you. With great anxiety you watch Mr. X as he lays there, trying to wake from his disoriented stupor...

"The two most important days in your life were the day you were born and the day you find out why." Mark Twain https://virus.stanford.edu/uda/    Spanish Flu and WWI--1914-1919       Covid-19   October, 2019 continuing through 2022 Most Likely           But then came new inventions. . . . .  Domestic Diva's                                                                       Rejoice          "It is almost impossible to realize what a changed and wonderful world we live in today."                                   Opal Amsler, Indiana   Circa 1921       ...

"The two most important days in your life were the day you were born and the day you find out why." Mark Twain May 17, 2020 - Day 64 of the great American lock-down      It's still pretty chilly where I live, about 100 miles north of the 45th parallel. The night temperatures crawl down into the mid 20's, while the day time temps settle in at about 45 degrees with dark clouds and icy winds. Not very agreeable for the middle of May. Weatherman says we are headed to a warm up, yea!! I was waiting for the coffee maker to finish it's cycle the other morning just about dawn, when my attention drifted over to the patio door. There on the other side of the glass was a shivering red squirrel. The icy wind driving exposed skin patches in his thick fur. Mr. Red Squirrel was begging the cat to let him in. It was cold! I felt a moment of sympathy for the little fellow, filled my cup with the bitter brew and headed back...

"The two most important days in your life were the day you were born and the day you find out why." Mark Twain                                          The media is giving us a constant stream of fear porn, every day, be afraid, be afraid. They are feeding my anxiety beast a new  flavor of the day, with business killing lock-downs, real world death numbers, and voices of grief. I knew for a long time that something would happen to our over processed civilization. It had to. I just didn't know what it was going to be or which way the human destructive wind would blow. Can you feel it too? Fear has a stinky feel and a smell to it. It permeates our collective energy, and media is having a field day with this shit. They have expertly driven this fear on every electronic device known to man. That processed fear meant for your consu...