Ah, another day listening to the radio .... I've concluded that NPR is the radio equivalent of the Volkischer Beobachter, the mainstream Nazi newspaper, and the people they deride are the equivalent of Der Sturmer. The Beobachter was plenty anti-Semitic, of course, but they wanted to keep it genteel. And similarly, NPR will deride some other media for being anti-Semitic and doing it crudely. Then will immediately launch into one of their very suave, very smooth, spoken-in-moderate-tones, rehashing of Hamas propaganda.
Now in the Reich, Medicaid, called Medi-Cal here in California, will have a requirement that you work 80 hours a month or approximately half-time. Fine for me, I work that much, but those who *can't* work are just supposed to die. A drain on the Reich and all that. As it stands the new requirements are not supposed to start for another year or two or three, but the more ardent Nazis are calling for them to be implemented right away.
Feh. I just have to start monitoring my own health. It still amazes me that I flaked out that badly and was in the hospital for four days, and it's pure luck that I happened to be at the Jewish community center, hence in the good hands of actual humans, when it happened. If I were downtown I'm not sure what would have happened. I'm sure I'd have lost my bike, my wallet and debit card and ID and all that. Moral: Stay in Jewish spaces when and where possible.
Ken came over last night and interestingly, he thinks we're heading into a Depression. I said that because the kind of hobbyists who buy our stuff tend to be pretty financially secure, we'll probably weather things OK. I pointed out that business got better for us when people were locked down due to Covid.
In reality I'll never tell Ken about my original secret plan to bug out of here to Hawaii on my birthday last year, after having set up an account with the Navy Federal Credit Union and selling off all my stuff. My plan was that I'd give him a final farewell phone call from the plane. But I've written enough about how living back in Hawaii I'd be a hated 2nd-class citizen, and how it's part of the Reich and thus not safe at all.
Instead I'm keeping him up-to-date on my progress on the conversion and after that, the move to Israel. The only curve I might throw in there is to tell him I'm leaving at a certain date and in reality leave at a date that's a month or months sooner. And get a room to rent or a hotel room "to take a little vacation" because disbanding this business is going to be even more chaotic than the move from the old building and I want as little a part of that as possible.
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