I had stuff all lined up to list on Ebay and was starting to make a bowl of salmon miso soup when Ken came by. Of course I had to stash the things to list away, and put the soup on hold. He had some huge boxes I had to find a place to stash upstairs, some other boxes and things to list, and then it was the usual BS session where we talked about science-y stuff.
By the time he left it was close to midnight and by the time I'd had my soup and wound down and drank some sake it was 3AM. So I was up around 11 this morning. At least I have a load of packages all packed.
I turned on the radio and the impeachment trial is going on. I can't believe anyone still supports the orange turd but some do. In his 2nd inauguration address, Lincoln said,
"With malice toward none; with charity for all; with firmness in the right, as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in; to bind up the nation’s wounds; to care for him who shall have borne the battle, and for his widow, and his orphan—to do all which may achieve and cherish a just, and a lasting peace, among ourselves, and with all nations."
and then they shot him. Why don't people see the clear message here? Lincoln didn't win the Civil War, soldiers like General Sherman did. You don't reason with slavers and fascists, you make 'em dead. Because that's exactly what they plan for you.
Maybe that's why zombie movies are so popular. Maybe deep down there's still the instinct that tells us you don't reason with the child molester, the psychopathic killer, the aspiring committer of genocide, any more than you reason with a zombie. You kill 'em. This is why preserved bodies are found in marshes, chased there by angry villagers or tribespeople who knew they needed killing. Otzi the "ice man" comes to mind. No one tries to cross the Alps alone; he was fleeing after committing some heinous crime. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%96tzi
I got an email back from Ran Prieur today. I'd sent him one giving more background to how dangerous it was to be known as a glasses-wearer under the Pol Pot regime. I'd worked with people who'd been through it and also sent him the link to the very good documentary by John Pilger, "Year Zero". Ran replied that "people want a fresh start" when times are tough and this often makes them willing to do "terrible things". I told him that since he lives in an area of the US founded to be a white homeland (he's in the Pacific Northwest) he might want to consider either being very careful or leaving, depending on how the next week goes.
Evening: They voted to impeach the orange turd and now many politicians are getting credible death threats. Fun, fun. I left at almost 5 with my load of packages and dropped them off. I knew it would be getting dark on the return half of the trip and should have brought my billy club made from a long bolt because sure enough, I was checking for packing materials and a scumsucker was around there on his bike, and seemed to hover around a bit. I kept my pepper spray in my hand but I was really not being smart, being out after the sun's down without a real weapon. I nonchalantly sped out of there and checked for stuff at the electrical supply but every "spider sense" was telling me to just get back to the shop so that's what I did. Stupid me for for being out that late at all.
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