A Bygone Dream (Job) Come True

Daily writing prompt

What jobs have you had?

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At the risk of scuttling this daily prompts’ entire premise, by and large, the jobs I’ve held (as the ol’ saying goes) are “nothing to write home about.” Nonetheless, I do appreciate a good challenge. Ergo, my new Job #1 mission will be to bullet-point a few of my résumé’s (dare I say it?) “highlights”.

• Juror: summoned twice, but never once, was impaneled in any courtroom’s jury box
• Delivery Guy: (telephone directories) “career” cut short due to self-discovery of a potentially hazardous work environment; i.e. many of the apartment doors I was duty bound to knock on were riddled with bullet holes (of the exiting variety…YIKES!
• Custodian: resigned after only one shift because I realized life was too short to be cleaning up after slobs, who likely rationalized being needlessly messy by deadpanning, “It’ll all be OK (LOL) WTF are janitors for, anyway, eh?”

Soooooo, readers, how am I doing so far? Had about enough? Yeah, me too. But, if I’ve accomplished nothing else, that above list did add a tad of credence to that ol’ “bad things happen in threes” truism!

Moving along, how about a couple of jobs that had been more relevant to my eventual college degree?

• Commercial Announcer: (sigh) This gig was all over and out before I could say, “1 hour worked, 5 bucks earned and 50 tons of fun.”
• Broadcaster: My Christmas week 1974 gig at a student staffed, college, FM radio station. I hired in as a substitute, unpaid, winter break, progressive rock DJ who’d been granted carte blanch in creating my own format and playlist; all in real time!

DJ Play by Play #1: So, there I was, seated in the studio inner sanctum, smack dab in the middle of a dream come true / fantasy fulfilled; at my beck and call were (cue up Beck’s 90s era lyrical reference), “two turntables and a microphone” as well as an audio board all lit up like a Christmas tree; transmitter controls behind me and, last but not least, off to my right, a massive, shelved from “A” to “Z” record library, which boasted untold thousands of vinyl LPs; representative of the soundtrack of my life, and much, Much, MUCH MORE!

DJ Play by Play #2: Yes, indeed, I had passed the audition. Soon afterwards, the Station Manager asked me to stay on staff at the start of the New Year. Alas, I wound up declining; mainly because I wanted to direct my time and energy, exclusively, to my studies (in the balance was maintaining my 4.0 GPA and, in turn, continuing to impress my folks).

X-DJ Play by Play: Alas, overachievers’ perfect GPA’s and broadcast arts oriented college degrees don’t, necessarily, guarantee employment opportunities within that sort of dog-eat-dog field; especially when well-established DJs, boasting sky high Arbitron ratings, oft cling so tenaciously to their gigs, they even report for work when they’re sick as a dog. And while, to the best of my knowledge, there are no documented cases, I do suspect that such DJs would even show up to do their shows if their doctors’ diagnoses proved ‘em to be in the active stage of dying.

Soooooo, instead, I spent the bulk of my working years (to the tune of three decades) lodged within a nearby shopping mall; trapped behind the gates of Retail Hell; aka the land of (little to no) opportunity; where the only guarantees turned out to be poverty wages, few benefits, job insecurity and brushes with (fortunately novice) sweatshop manager wannabes.

Of those 30 years, a tad more than 20 were spent working for one internationally known corporation; a bit shy of 10 years for another domestically HQ’d company; my staying power all courtesy of my strong work ethic and undying loyalty to a slew of big bosses, who in too damned many instances, were not worthy of of such dedication. I suspect that a few of that slew would’ve been overjoyed at the prospect of chopping that “un” prefix off the root word “dying”.

One compelling aspect re these two retail jobs was how each of of them had afforded me these nine additional job descriptions / titles…

• shipping receiving manager
• assistant manager
• floor manager
• plain clothes security guard
• inventory taker
• stock person
• sales clerk
• cashier
• maintenance person

Soooooo, here I sit tapping away at my device; just about ready to complete my above-mentioned new Job #1 assignment. Hope my story hasn’t been too much of a yawner!

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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Sketchy King Kink’s Sketch

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Preface: Is there even 1 soul out 8 billion who could not correctly ID King Kink?

Russkies claim King Kink craves watersports; Pee-Pee! Pee-Pee! Pee-Pee!
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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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The Conversation of a Lifetime

Daily writing prompt

Who would you like to talk to soon?

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My “A” to that “Q” would be the Cosmic Custodian; the Mistress / Master of the Multiverse; or, all summed up neatly and a tad more reverently…

God!

And I would hope that the prerequisite for such a confab would not, necessarily, involve my dying.

Anyway, I’d attempt to keep my quips and questions to a minimum but, based upon the complexity and grave nature of our worldly woes, keeping such vow would likely be impossible. Our conversation would commence with a bit of a concession…

I do reckon that you’ve likely been staging your Fatherly, on the QT, interventions to prevent us, your children, from totally annihilating ourselves, YET, wherever we look, there seems to be no end to the chronic human suffering and abject misery. What the hell is preventing you from really, Really, REALLY putting your foot down?

You know, to, once and for all, render impossible the rise and spread of authoritarianism, racism, sexism, classism, ageism, narcissism and materialism (on steroids); as well as every other horrifying “ism” known to humankind! In other words, how about unleashing your own, considerable power to topple all of the power and land grabbing, money grubbing freedom choking, nuclear saber rattling Trumps and Putins; that inane and insane ilk, who only lives to lord over their ill-gotten, obscene wealth and drool all over their overrun nations’ real estate.

Why can’t you convince the gaggle of insufferable multibillionaires that they’ve already accumulated more wealth than they could ever, possibly piss away if they were cocaine / heroine addicts and shopaholics, who lived to be 50,000 years old. Why is it that you cannot ensure that conscientious, common-folk, who want and need to work full time, can secure living wage jobs with decent benefits? Why is it that health care for all, cannot be regarded as the birthright that it is?

Why did you grant the coronavirus free rein to go on its debilitating and deadly worldwide rampage; to fatally infect the (known), nearly seven million souls, AND, simultaneously, fail to fully motivate world leaders to motivate the citizenry to take the necessary, life saving precautions (such as sheltering at home, social distancing and masking up publicly).

Why can’t minority groups be afforded all the other birthrights; to name a few more, equality, life, liberty and justice for all?

Why can’t we convince all of our leaders that catastrophic climate change is real and looming; that we are stomping so damned many of our carbon footprints all over the good Earth that we’ll (sooner that we think) be condemned to exist within an inhospitable world that’ll, in all likelihood, morph humanity into an endangered species.

Well, at about that juncture, I’d begin to suspect that our Mistress / Master of the Multiverse might be growing weary of me; so, I’d quickly save the rest of my questions and quips for another day, HOWEVER…

Not before expressing my final, for the day, desperation fueled, heartfelt plea for help…

Dear God, IF you don’t feel it’s within your purview to directly, interminably stage such interventions, can you, bare minimum, at the very least, school and spur-on a sufficient number of us mortals; embolden us to take on this Herculean DIY Task? Perhaps you could help us heighten our own powers of persuasion and hone our communications skills; so we can more effectively spread the life saving, good word (or gospel, as it were).

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And speaking of the good word…

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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Enemas o’ the State: BumperStickerBlog

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MAGA freaks find / poop forth odoriferous ideology (aka
Trumpian talking points) with such, ahem, regularity, it’s
EZ to reckon they’re agile, heads-up-butts contortionists!

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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An Encapsulation of NASA’s Capsules

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Preface: The current, sorry state of stateside, ideolological and meteorological conditions finds me feeling nostalgiic for America’s, bygone Glory Days; perhaps, best exemplified by NASA’s can-do spirit, which energized their sixties era space program. Granted, such launches did burn up tax dollars that could’ve been better allocated to feed the hungry, end poverty and cure diseases, etc.

However… the tab NASA had ran up does pale in comparison to the untold tax dollars, which the military-industrial complex pisses away, annually; to wage their countless, needless, endless, genocidal wars; to mindlessly maim and murder; to spill oceans of red blood and red ink. And let’s not forget the gross, gargantuan Trumpian tax breaks for billionaires, either; all tantamount to welfare for the obscenely wealthy.

All the sudden… the peaceful exploration of outer space doesn’t sound so wasteful. That now duly noted, let’s check out the following, dedicated to NASA’s Yankee Ingenuity, vers libre…

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As a young’un, my eyes had become
glued to my family’s B&W Zenith TV;
watching NASA’s Project Mercury and
Gemini orbital missions blasting off!

Cape Canaveral’s (later Cape Kennedy’s)
launch pads figuratively, and quite literally,
were aka the hottest of American hot spots;
flaming rockets sparking our imaginations!

NASA’s Project Apollo followed; sending,
moon-ward bound, astronaut teams of 3;
their very first manned Saturn rocket
blasting off back in December of ’68!

6 trailblazers later, 2 of them flew and
landed the spidery looking LEM; that
feat allowing both of them to set their
feet on the surface of that alien world!

Alas… the general public’s interest in
moon missions waned; the bad news:
so did US congressmen’s; so much so,
they opted to 86 NASA appropriations!

The good news; soon afterwards, they
A-OK’d funding for the Space Shuttle!.
Hmm, since the lawmen were only half
mean, does that mean they 43’d NASA?

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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A Latter-Day Leftists’ Lexicon?

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Ever since a particularly peculiar, narcissistic, fascistic bastard’s downward escalator ride (circa 2015), I’ve oft found myself lamenting over the unnerving reality that we, the wordsmiths of the Queen’s English (now corrected to the era of Charles) King’s English; with increasingly annoying frequency, are finding ourselves sorely in need of updated to Trumpian Troubled Times terminology and, yes, at times, even idiomatic vernacular.

I’ve done my level best to level out DJT’s lopsided, oft turned upside down political playing field by thinking up / proposing seven brand spanking new, alphabetized, lexicon entries (in a few instances inclusive of plausible etymology).

Check ‘em all out…

.con (dot con): (note the clever “n” for “m” switcheroo) A proposed new, top-level domain (TLD) in the Internet’s Domain Name System (DNS); one that’s reserved, exclusively, for Trumpian magnitude (magatude?) liars, grifters, thugs and (last but not least) mucked up in the mind, wear out the White House welcome mat, treasonous insurrectionists.

ignoranus: (note, once again, the clever “n” for “m” switcheroo) an alternate term specifically to refer to all rear end magnitude, (magatude?) MAGA maggots and/or malcontents and/or morons and/or minions.

magaphone: (corruption of megaphone); A metaphorical inanity/ insanity / fury fueled, voice amplification method; actually an outgrowth of / building upon the snotty, snooty, whiny, puerile / spoiled brat / elitist contention that, regardless of the hardcore right wing talking point(s), a MAGA maniac can win every argument (every last damned time) simply by [1] going batcrap crazy and [2] arguing / babbling / howling / growling / screeching at the top of his/her lungs; in other words, they’re right every last damned time even if / when (especially when) they’re always dead wrong!

magatude: (likely a contraction of MAGA and ‘tude) (possibly a bastardized spelling of magnitude) a term specifically concocted to more realistically illustrate the ferocity, intensity and severity of MAGA’s always over the top, rude, crude attitudes about every last godforsaken, irrelevance known to human-unkind.

nitwork: an airing or steaming fascistic network run by autocratic, talking head propagandist nitwits; in particular, the peculiar dyed in the wool, entrenched, hardliner, intransigent, reactionary, rigid, ultraconservative, uncompromising Trump suck-ups.

MAGA Farta: a flatulent, gaseous charter arising / wafting off from King Don John’s john / throne; its certifiably Anti-Magna Carta content expressly designed to cancel / burn down democracy and decency; as in (today) nationwide / (tomorrow) worldwide

Triple-T: (T³ for the more mathematically inclined); An abbreviation for Trumpian Troubled Times

In closing, my shout out / challenge: to the wordsmiths, wordplay buffs, punsters, Scrabble aficionados, et al, worldwide. I’d like to now tap into the creative brilliance of you, my WP subscribers, readers and neighbors. Let’s see how many liberal leaning, sociopolitically relevent entries we can brainstorm. If you’re up to the challenge, please post your contributions in the comment section.

Who knows? We might even wind up with sufficient content to transform this project into… oh… say… a thick dictionary, my working title:

The Latter-Day Leftists’ Lexicon

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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Discombobulated Creeped Out Feelings

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I’ve oft heard how, for some earthquake survivors, it can take a long time to shake that unnerving feeling of vulnerability. As for the others who persevere / struggle onward?

Alas,… they may never fully recover.

Beyond that, I’m beginning to suspect that similar psychological distress applies to some of us (including moi) who presently find ourselves living… no, strike that… existing within our pandemic ravaged world.

After all, be the cause of a disaster geological or virological, we are talking about the unseen, unpredictable, implacable forces of nature; our not knowing exactly when the next horrific strike against humanity will rear its ugly head. Instantly coming to mind are the mutating / proliferating coronavirus variants; a phenomenon which amply proves my point.

Factoring in how only our cosmic overseer / engineer knows, for sure, whether or not eons ancient microbes are (as I type and you read these words) thawing out within our climate changed, overheated world; getting released from their former polar ice cap / glacier “prisons”; to become future, coronavirus “cousins”.

All of which does beg the question…

Could there be a Covid-23, 24, 25, etc. germ stewing in its juices; way off in some far-flung land; ready and raring to tag along for the ride when some globetrotter / soon to be patient zero opts to return home?

Perhaps the worst “chapter” of this sad, but (likely) true tale is how recent history has exposed the ugly side of human nature; namely, the vast chunk of human-unkind, who we can count on being utterly unwilling to observe and implement even the easiest, recommended pandemic mitigation tactics.

I cannot help but wonder about my own reactions, as outlined above; i.e., if my consequent discombobulated, creeped out state of mind is uniquely mine or is more commonplace. If the latter, how deeply entrenched within our society will this wind up?

Might such an emotionally debilitating, side effect to the pandemic even be considered the chronic, inescapable “new normal”?

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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Who’s Up For a Boycott?

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Here’s the contemptible, regrettable, repulsive, rundown on the state of the blah, run of the mill, run down into the ground, insufferable, white elephant Republican Party; be these Anti-American party animals throwbacks; backdating to the era of their great, great, great grand daddies; be these corporate monsters akin to the U.S. Supreme / Extreme Court midwife righties, who birthed the grotesque notion that “corporations are people”; be these asshats the present day MAGA maggots / domestic terrorists / insurrectionists.

Clarification: Not that any of these out of touch with actual, average American socioeconomic realities Republicans are great, but I could’ve easily tossed in a few more “greats”; just to emphasize how these anachronisms are addle-minded, aged and ancient! But I digress…

We are speaking, by and large… of a haunting, cancerous, political movement / plot, which incorporates the power hungry, money grubbing, know-nothing, know-it-alls; who want absolutely nothing to do with actual, representative government; i.e., unless the people they represent are their own, selfish, racist, misogynist, science denying selves.

In essence… ricocheting within the vacuum of their devoid of all humane values / feelings, utterly mucked up crania, they believe that they are the bosses of the low and middle class masses; when, IN REALITY, the intent of the U.S.. Constitution’s authors had been the diametric opposite; namely, ALL eligible voters are the bosses of whomever we wind up electing.

The sad truth is… there are sticking points in morphing the Republican agenda to conform to the urgent needs of humankind; e.g,, enacting (STAT) legislation to address…

• Global Warming… Truth be told, tackling this problem is already too effing late. At best, for a limited time only, we can only mitigate climate change; no longer prevent it.
• Common Sense Gun Control… So far, America has witnessed more mass shooting days than 2023 calendar days. Instead of MAGA freaks’ “thoughts and prayers” platitudes, they must unconditionally surrender; cancel their odious, anything goes, bullets flying, wild, wild west culture of death.
• Medicare for All… why cant the masses receive the identical, cushy health care benefits that congresspersons receive?
• Curbing Inflation… instead of bogusly blaming average folks for high prices; punishing us with job loss and usurious loan / credit card interest rates, why not penalize the actual culprits; namely, the greedy, wallowing in wealth, price gouging corporate bastards?
• Defending Democracy… We must severely punish malignant narcissists / sore losers who, sans even one shred of evidence, claim they’ve won elections; when, in actuality, it was we, the astute voters who loathed them enough to promptly cast our “Go to Hell” / “Go F yourself” ballots.

Granted… it’s highly likely unrealistic to ever count on even one high and mighty, drunk on power, white elephant Republican to ever possess much more than an astoundingly rudimentary attention span. HOWEVER, this true blue American believes there just might be an economic angle to scare the crap out the most hardcore MAGA maniac / moron / minion /malcontent; hmm. (perhaps) for a fleeting moment or two?

Long blog short… that’d involve a grass roots level boycott; words to the effect…

Until “The Day” that MAGA / Trumper Republicans start representing the values; respecting the wishes of the average, every day masses, we should start (metaphorically) hitting them in their already bulging (with obscene wealth) wallets!

In other words… let’s start to flatten their already fat wallets by FLAT-OUT refusing to allocate one red cent beyond what it takes to pay for life’s bare necessities; e.g., to…

• Stock our shelves / fridges with supermarket level provisions.
• Pay our utility bills to keep our electrical current, water and natural gas flowing.
• Pay our Interwebs / cell phone bills to stay connected.

The unnerving “hmm moment” lingering question…

• So, when might the reclamation of our representative government “Day” finally arrive?
• Sorry to say, that’ll likely coincide with “meteorological reports” of Hell freezing over!

Even so… let’s all give it the ol’ college try!

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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Ostracizing Ostriches (Not the Birds)

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PREFACE: Posting content, each new day, has been getting progressively tougher; and it’s not for a lack of relevant, newsworthy prompts. The hitch is how so much of our long overdue, life improving discourse depends upon our human family attaining a more co-operative spirit. However, the sort of human nature, which the pandemic has been exposing, is disheartening obstructionism; namely, how, astoundingly, a slew of naysayers still flat-out resist the easiest of the easy things we can do to prevent the spread of Covid-19; namely, masking up each and every time we’re navigating the people packed, confining, indoor spaces. Fact of life, until the infection / reinfection rate hits zero the pandemic cannot end.

Alas, changing rebels’ “minds” is about as likely as the aerodynamically disadvantaged, colossal ostriches ever soaring skyward. And, speaking of the ostriches…

Ostrich (noun):

• a flightless swift-running African bird [Struthio Camelus] with a long neck, long legs, and two toes on each foot. It is the largest living bird, with males reaching an average height of 8 feet (2.5 meters).
• a person who refuses to face reality or accept facts (from the popular belief that ostriches bury their heads in the sand if pursued).

Today, we’ll be focusing upon that second bullet pointed entry; for the express purpose of calling out impotent potentates, worldwide, who (in all likelihood) sussed out, from the 2020 pandemic get-go (and onward), that they were barren of conscience and/or courage and/or cash.

As such, these unconscionable cowards were (and still appear to be) unwilling and/or unable to engage the pandemic in a prompt, persistent, proactive manner.

Instead, we’re still witnessing the ensuing consequent, needless human suffering and death; all exacerbated by the fecklessness of our heads of state; their propensity for devolving into heads stuck in the sand ostriches.

OH, the ease with which these fools fallaciously…

• Downplay the seriousness of the wildly contagious coronavirus.
• Declare the still rampaging Covid-19 health crisis “fake news”
• Prematurely proclaim how the pandemic is now over.

Wow! How much more craven could they possibly get, huh? But, what more could we ever expect from chuds; as defined below…

Chud (noun):

• [chiefly US, Internet slang, sometimes derogatory) A person on the political right, and/or who holds sociopolitical views seen as regressive or bigoted.

In other words…

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A simpleton chud’s primary problem solving “skill” is to simply contend there’s no problem.

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Meanwhile… the reality sinks in…

“Since the start of the pandemic 3 years ago, WHO has recorded close to 7 million deaths from COVID-19, though the real death toll from the pandemic may be three times that. A few thousand deaths are still being reported to the agency every week, and some models estimate that excess mortality is still at about 10,000 deaths a day worldwide.”

Non-credited Google Search

Obviously… such sobering stats fail to sober up the drunk on power “leaders”; will not be altering their precipitous, rash, half-assed, ill-considered, conclusion of convenience.

More to the point… a projected 3,650,000 deaths per year, worldwide, sure as $#!+ does not come even close to the end of the pandemic.

ADDENDUM: within the original posting, my sleep deprived mind was responsible for my multiplication error; i.e. under-reporting that estimated, annual Covid-19 death toll by a factor of 10; making that now corrected 3,650,000 stat even more horrifyingly grim.

In other words… the only way to accurately proclaim that the pandemic has come to an end is to be among the 10,000 members of our human family, who die each day. And, they won’t be donning any celebratory party hats; well, unless the latest haute couture accessory has become the becoming, glowing halo.

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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MAGA’s Paint By Numbers Kit?

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Even if you’ve not been closely following MAGA’s Stateside, looming fascist plot to re-elect Donald J. Trump; to grant that insurrectionist bastard carte blanche to burn down and bury the very freedom (life – liberty – equality – justice – happiness), which the authors of America’s Constitution had hoped to secure for themselves and posterity, it’s still likely…

You’re aware of how MAGA’s (always) on stand-by, private army (a contemptible conglomeration of White Supremacists, Nazis, Klansmen, Oath Keepers, Proud Boys, et al), does have an odious ideology in common; an ugly tude’ which predates America’s, 19th century Civil War; hell, backdating all the way to 1619.

In other words, within these MAGA Trumpers’ mucked up, scrambled brains…

• that bygone era’s courageous, Union soldiers had never absolutely. definitively, kicked cowardly, Confederate traitors’ collective ass.
• the Civil War never, actually, ended; indeed, still rages on (nationwide and endlessly).
• non-Caucasions are still enslaved by Trumper whiteys, whose ongoing, inhumane plot still relies heavily upon subjugation, marginalizing, maiming and murdering.

In other words… what we, who truly believe in racial equality, are calling out, here, are whiteys so wholly white-biased that…

Their likely notion of the perfect July 4th grift / gift idea is, ironically, already about to leap off of their drawing board; namely, their Paint By Numbers Kit; where NEITHER knowledge of numbers NOR paint brushes NOR even artistic skills will ever be prerequisite.

After all… just how much talent would any Trump suck ups / bigoted boneheads ever need to…

• crack open the supplied bottomless bucket of whitewash
• splatter white paint all over each whiter than white canvass

Fortunately… to the best of my knowledge… such a Paint By Numbers Kit does not actually exist.

In other words… this posted content is mere sarcastic conjecture, on my part; i.e. to better paint a portrait featuring the narrow mindedness and militancy of the MAGA movement; as a (w)hole.

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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