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John Cole started Balloon Juice early in 2002. Those who have followed along know that this has been quite the journey.
Just looking at the numbers, I think things are going to be worse than I expected this fall with Covid. Again, I’m no epidemiologist, statistician, or anyone particularly bright, but I thought we would hit our summer peaks somewhere around Thanksgiving, but it looks like we are BLOWING right the fuck through that. I had also sort of expected that the fall numbers would be fueled by college students, and it doesn’t seem that is the case, either.
So I think things are going to be far worse that I even imagined they would be in idiot nation, and I would recommend that each of you, if you can, buy dried beans and staples and be prepared for a brutal few months. If you take meds, talk with your doctor about getting a three-six month prescription. I think it is going to be very, very bad, and I don’t think anyone is prepared.
And there look to be a lot of superspreader ready events going on now and soon to come- voting, trick or treating, and then the holidays. It’s going to be ugly and we’re not a serious people.
Speaking of not serious people- this is the annual homecoming in my small town. The college cancelled it and moved it all online, yet a couple dozen alums from my peer group decided to come back and get together. They’re staying at local hotels and Oglebay resort, and a house in town, and just partying and being irresponsible as fuck. I’ve called them all out, and have deadbolted the doors on my house for the first time since living here. None of the people who stay with me are back because I told them all in June it was out of the question until there was a vaccine.
They toilet papered my car and trees last night for being a party pooper.
Again, grown ass adults with full time jobs who should know better.
I only watched a little bit of the debate because I’m already angry at the world and I have already voted so why would I put myself through that?
Spent a chunk of time organizing and cleaning today and the house looked so good I took some pictures, and I love how the entrance to Home, Crap Home looks now.
Still a lot of room for more plants.
Got myself hosed off and threw on the dress overalls, made sure I had my voter registration card and driver’s license, and loaded up the family truckster and headed on over to the County Courthouse. When I got there, there were about three ladies and a grumpy old man (not my dad) ahead of me, and as I waited, a couple more women trickled in behind me.
The wait was brief, about ten minutes, and the county clerk said they had already had 150 voters and it was only 11:30, which is quite a lot for my neck of the woods. Because I am rule breaker, when she said that, I announced loud enough for everyone to hear that “I’m sure there are a lot of people like me who are pretty darn sick and tired of a certain you know who” and the clerk hushed me because no politicking and several of the women there giggled and two of them nodded at me in agreement.
Finally got in the booth and was filling my ballot out and the grumpy old man (again, not me or my dad) was fussing with his thing as he reviewed his votes and then bellowed “I didn’t want to vote for that damned Donald Trump” and an attendant rushed over to reset it, and it was my turn to giggle. I was also pleasantly surprised that he was voting for Biden because I just sort of figured he was the Trump demographic.
I reviewed my ballot, printed it, and handed it to the county clerk and told her “I normally don’t vote for people running unopposed because I don’t want to encourage them, but you seem to have it really well put together here so I voted for you anyway,” and she blushed and shushed me again.
And my civic duties are complete for 2020. Fuck Donald Trump.
Then went to my favorite hole in the wall and got a garden omelette with hash browns, a black coffee and a large ice cold glass of milk, flirted with the homely waitress and then overtipped. Headed out in pursuit of a non racist barber.. Wait. Did I tell you my barber story? I don’t remember.
A couple weeks ago I ventured out of the bunker to get my hair did, as I had been shaving it myself all year, and figured I might as well get a cut before the third peak of covid, and went to my barber. I’ve been going to here for over a decade, since I moved back to Bethany, and we were friendly and she did pet rescue and the like. I knew she was a Trump supporter in 2016 and she knows I am a pink commie who will argue with her and not take her shit, but we had come to terms with it. At any rate, halfway through the cut she asked me what I thought about Black Live Matters and I said “They do and I support it” and she started into a racist tirade about looting and “those people just don’t want to work” and things like that. I was kinda shocked into silence, and just got up, paid, and left, called my dad because he goes there too, and said “we need to find a new barber.” Kinda sad, because I have only had two barbers since 1992, but I can’t support that shit. I guess what I have learned is you scratch any diehard Trump supporter and underneath you find a Klan hood.
At any rate, headed to the city of Steubenville, which has a decent sized black population (at least for around here), and was going to go to a black owned barbershop, the logic being they were less likely to be RACIST AS FUCK than all the white ones around here, not to mention the best haircuts I have ever had were by the black barbers in the Army and by the one Kuwaiti guy who cut my hair on base in the Persian Gulf. Alas, they were closed, so I will have to try again in the next few days. I took a picture of their hours so next time I won’t fuck it up and show up on the wrong day.
And the annual voting tradition is now over.
This is the first election cycle I can recall where I have been as anxious as I am right now. It’s been almost a week since my last post, and that wasn’t even about politics, but pets (I still have the big reveal coming, too). It’s not that the Republican trick of trying to disgust people so much they become uninvolved has working, because I am still checking in on the news and when I don’t I have umpteen people messaging me or my parents calling me, all appalled, and usually with a message that says “Did you see what he said/did now?’ And I groan, and sigh, and then usually blurt out “God I fucking hate him.”
He’s just so fucking awful. And I know I should not be writing this here because this is somewhat of an oasis of calm for many of you and here I am shitting all over the bed, but god damn I want this all to be over. As far as the election goes, I feel positive about the results- there’s always Republican fuckery afoot, but I honestly think enough people have just had enough. But just thinking about it for a little bit gets me in the downward spiral of “I can not take four more years of this shit.” And I’m white, straight, and male.
So that is why I have not been posting as much. It’s just too much. I need a god damned break. Not to mention, the thing I hate most in this world is stupid people, and with Trump and the covid deniers it’s just overwhelming. The good news is that I appear to be in the minority. People are working their asses off, doing the hard work to make sure this election goes as we hope, and that includes folks like this FUCKING GODDESS:
Super-prepared Texas voter becomes social media sensation after showing off her fully stocked chair for waiting out long polling lines. pic.twitter.com/x0go9uhA7W
— CNN Tonight (@CNNTonight) October 20, 2020
You get off on your bad self, ma’am, and I salute you. I am really hoping that the harder the Republicans try to disfranchise people the more pissed off and determined it makes them to vote.
Speaking of, an alert reader asked me if I know of any organizations that are helping to make sure votes are counted and assisting with it. Legal groups, etc. Does anyone know? DougJ has been doing yeoman’s work on the fundraising, but if there are any groups specifically focused on getting votes counted and doing the legwork, let’s raise some funds for them.
I want 2021 to be boring as fuck again. Make the Presidency Boring 2020. Like an entire week at a time without that rancid orange fuck or Biden on tv. No more turning on the news and seeing that putrid piece of shit, but Biden and Harris calmly talking in full sentences about the next piece of legislation the newly elected Democratic House and Senate are going to pass and why it will be good for America. No more race baiting. That’s not too much to ask, is it?
The next pet charity has been chosen and I think you all are going to love it. I’m very excited and I think it is just a perfect fit for us, and we’ll have a big reveal tomorrow after we finalize a few details.
Got mom and dad a new sign for their yard, and mom sent a picture to the family text as soon as she saw it:
Dad loves it.
I tell you what, Trump is a uniter. A few years ago my parents thought I was a wild hair on fire liberal, and today when I talked to my mom the first thing out of her mouth before hello was “that woman is awful.” She was talking about Amy Comey Barrett.