The run on toilet paper

Suppose that there was word being spread by news and government sources that a new illness was spreading and that it would be wise to stock up on necessities. what would be your first response? “Honey, get to the store! Load up on toilet paper!”

No. Way back at the beginning of this hoax I had a doctor’s appointment, and during it someone there confided in me that “We don’t understand the toilet paper thing.” We laughed. A more rational response would be to stock up on real necessities, and that sort of behavior followed. We were not hoarding, but days later sought to get some ground beef at Whole Foods, and were told that there was none to be had in the city of Denver. Now that made sense.

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National Parks: Conflicting Objectives

“National Parks” is a large concept, and my exposure is limited. For instance, when in Kawaii  Kauai a few years back, we walked out on a peninsula to see some birds and a light house. Much to my disappointment,  I had to pay to enter, as I had left my Golden Age passport at home. The tiny enclave is a national park.

When I think of NPs I think big, sweeping, massive complexes like the Great Smoky Mountains, Yellowstone/Grand Teton, Yosemite/Sequoia, and Glacier/Waterton Lakes, places I have experienced, the Smokies only for a day. Since that is my experience, that is how I will write this.

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Waiting for Old Faithful to blow

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Lady of the Lake

(Again, to the other writers, feel free to write over this post.)

Sooner or later I need to get back to the important business at hand, writing about these annoying pests who write stupid regulations whose only purpose is to create super-awareness of a virus not even proven to exist. These are the ones who have littered our entire landscape with plexiglass and signs and pictures of footsteps and warnings to stay away from one another. What was Dante’s ninth level of hell – to be frozen in the center of a lake, unable to move? That seems a good punishment for these officious morons. I urge everyone to do what I have done, to take their idiotic signs, when opportunity allows, to the nearest john, depositing them in the waiting toilet water. Better yet, do so in a vault toilet where there are warnings about how difficult it is to remove trash. That would be perhaps Dante’s fourth level, a perpetual punishment of removing trash from vault toilets. Even this is too good for these medical Nazis. (In Big Sky, Montana, at a public picnic area, when we left there was a social distancing sign greeting the next user of the public restroom. It was too big for the toilet, so I had to put the stick end in and leave it, best available option.)

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In tribute to wild lands and independent-minded people

I don’t know what the other writers have going, and invite each to write over me, as I am currently not in a mood to deal with Covid and all its attendant dishonesty and agitprop. I asked Steve Kelly, when we visited him and his partner on their land near Bozeman, what is the ultimate goal of this massive hoax. He said population control is surely part of it, the masks and distancing slowly pushing us over a cliff.

As I view it, the masks will slowly weaken people, along with attendant depression and malaise making them ill, shortening their lives. The virus will be blamed.

I’ll get back to Covid. I do think about it. Who can not? But what follows is, for me, pure relaxation and distraction.

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An amazing coincidence

BT Map with markersThe Beartooth Mountains are part of a large wilderness complex formed in 1978, formerly known as a “primitive area,” since known as the “Absaroka Beartooth Wilderness*,” or “AB.” It sits north and northeast of Yellowstone National Park, and for most of my life has been my preferred destination over the Park. It offers solitude, miles of trails, and often enough, a private lake for backpackers. (There are 944 lakes in the complex. Many have fish in them, not my concern, but an added attraction.)

Montana MapFor reference, the AB is the circled area in the Montana map to the left. From the image above you can grasp the enormity of the area, and the number of lakes. From a hiking standpoint, the Beartooth Mountains are an “uplift” forming a high ice plateau. This creates many drainages and basins in which lakes naturally form. While forested, it is not heavily so. Hikers only rarely get lost, as the landscape usually shows the way out – just follow a drainage. But trails are abundant. However, leaving a trial is not in any way dangerous, as the landscape usually offers a good sense of where you are.

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Cybervoid

Fisherman

I recently returned from a two-week trip with my wife and partner of 25 years, and decided in advance to forego electronic communication with the outside world. This is how it was when we met in 1995, cell phones mostly unknown. When we left our houses, we were adrift, not having news, email or text messages. I wanted to revisit that atmosphere. I did not once in those two weeks turn on any device to communicate with the outside world.

It was cleansing, and difficult.

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No “gold standard” = no virus

I am not sure we are clear among ourselves about the existence of a virus, whether it is a laboratory invention, or just an old virus being recycled under a new name. My own opinion is none of the above. There is no virus. None was needed.

The pandemic consists of two elements: A wild and inflammatory news media that is lying about everything related to the virus, and the PCR* test. That’s all that is needed to run a fake pandemic. As I’ve said before, the test is the virus.  No other virus need apply.

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Fallout from the fake virus: Empowering dweebs and twirps

Someone somewhere wrote that most state governors are limited in their ability to declare emergencies and issue directives. Said directives are limited to 30 days and subject to ratification by the legislature. So stated this source.

PolisI went to the Colorado Code Annotated, the section on emergencies and the duties and powers of the governor. They are sweeping and unfettered. Nowhere is the legislature mentioned. The source I cite above was wrong, at least about Colorado. Jared Polis, who strikes me as the kind of dweeb who has to beg his wife to have sex with him, has virtually unlimited power, and of course, no one is standing up to him. Someone should demand that he prove the existence of the virus, which has not been done, or back down.

I also went to the Montana Code Annotated and found similar language. However, the language for that state was not as clear to me as that of Colorado, and I don’t live there anyway. We just visited there, and the atmosphere is oppressive with clerks refusing to sell merchandise to anyone without masks. The governor has empowered these little twirps behind cash registers, and man do they like bossing people around. It’s not unusual to see the arm-on-hip, body language saying “I am the boss of you.”**

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A Bill Gates Wet Dream

I spoke to a friend this afternoon, or at least a long-time acquaintance. It was a long conversation, and late in Sharon told me that her brother was in a coma. I asked how old, and she said 69, that he had tested positive for Covid-19, and had been put on a respirator. I did not ask if he had been intubated. I assume so. He’ll die soon.

It has been bugging me since. Sharon is not exactly up to speed on the disease, but what I suspect is happening is that her brother is being murdered. She did not talk about any other symptoms or problems that he has, only that he “tested positive.” Because medical personnel are as clueless as the rest of the population, they are scared out of their minds about the virus, and so do intubation, respirator and coma matter-of-fact, routinely disposing of seniors.

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Something better …

This blog is not monetized. I don’t care about making money. I do that in my private life, and that supports this. Costs are modest.

I do not seek followers. They are here because of what we write. The numbers, sometimes impressive, are a mystery. What do you think? What do you read? Do we matter or do we merely flow in and out of your email? I don’t know. When you come here, we get a “hit.” What does that mean? Did you read? Think? If you see a long paragraph or long piece, do your eyes avoid it? Do you move on?

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