Anne didn’t sleep well last night, because she had had a bad dream. She was Nancy Pelosi and the Capitol insurrectionists had captured her and were holding her prisoner. They even took away her warm winter coat and she was cold. [Probably at this point, the known bedding terrorist, Mark had rolled over taking the covers with him.] Anyway, they had her sitting on the floor, seated on an American flag. Anne asked if it would be alright if she wrapped the flag around her shoulders, instead of sitting on it. That would be more respectful of it. The deplorables okayed that. Then entering her teacher mode, she tried to reach out to them and engage them in conversation. She asked them how many states had they visited and told them that she has been in thirty-seven. At this point, she had about had it with this MAGA crowd and and decided to wake up. Which she did and then went to the bathroom, but had trouble falling asleep again after.
Hopefully, I’ve gotten the particulars of her dream right, but I’m not going to have her proof this post, just to be sure. You know that it has got to be a slow news day, when I lead with one of Anne’s dreams. We’ll get out today for a walk. We’ve missed the past two days and it is supposed to rain tomorrow. So, today is the day. In other news, Missouri is 49th with vaccinations, beating only Nevada, but heck we have Josh Hawley instead. Even Alabama is doing better.
If we were vaccinated, we could do so much more and I could then blog about it. I understand that a vaccine isn’t a panacea. We would still have to wear masks and there are some thing that I still wouldn’t do, like go to the theater, or a crowded bar. But a quiet hole-in-the-wall bar, at say three in the afternoon, I think that that would be alright. We could go places and do things again. The zoo should be fine, especially if you always stay outside. I think that if we were careful, we could even swing a trip, at least a road trip. I’d like to visit my dad first, but there are lots of other places to visit too, but first we need to get some needles in our arms and get rid of Josh Hawley.
On our walks this week, we’ve seen snowdrop and witch-hazel blossoms. Uncertain as to whether those were late fall witch-hazel blossoms or early spring, but with the snowdrops already punching through from beneath the fallen leaves, I expect that they were of the early spring variety.
Dan started working again. He has been unemployed since March. The union called him back again and this time he said yes. First though he needed a Covid test. He reported at six, but the nurse wasn’t expected until seven. So, he had to wait in his car. She never did show up. They eventually sent him out to a lab to get tested, but after that was done his shift was already over. At least he got paid to wait around all day. He told us that all those long distance, early childhood trips to the grandparents’ houses trained him well to be able to sit in a car all day. He reports for work again tomorrow. This time with a negative Covid test in hand.
I spoke with my dad, who told me that the Lizzie Borden house is for sale in Fall River. They want a cool million for the place. I believe that as of late it has been operating as a bed and breakfast. “I’ll take the murder suite.” “Which one, father’s or mother’s?” I told him that I had met some of those Bordens at Peter and Evelyn’s wedding and that they had not been at all pleased with me when I told them that my last name was Axe. My dad said, that when he and mom got married, her friend at the local paper announced their pending nuptials by saying, like Lizzie Borden, Jackie U. took an Axe.
The Orange Elvis has left the building (Ba-bye!) and the counting of the silverware has begun. A half-million dollars will be spent today for deep cleaning the Whitehouse, to try to remove some of the the stench of the past four years and all of the Covid from the last.
For all of you fashionistas out there, I am pleased to report that Anne wore pearls to the inauguration. The same necklace that was once my mother’s.
At noon Eastern, as Biden and Harris were being sworn in, I swapped out the Dan created header that I have adopted as a symbol of the resistance. Tonight, fireworks and then tomorrow, back to the regular sunset header.
We now have a new president, #46. President Joe Biden and Vice President Kamala Harris—I’m letting those words flow over me and sink in. A cloud has been lifted. It is a new day, a good day, a day full of hope and promise. Let the celebration begin! I look forward to four years of radical normalcy.
It has been more than a week since Trump Terrorists stormed the Capitol and the wheels of justice have begun to turn. Turning many of these insurrectionist perps into prisoners to await their trials, but these wheels turn too slowly, at least for me. To help fill the time while we all await justice’s verdict I offer the following anecdotes from the riot of January 6th and its aftermath that offer poetic justice:
Five people were killed by the riot. One of them was a Kennesaw woman who while racing up the Capitol steps, tripped, fell and was trampled by the mob. She had been carrying a yellow “Don’t Tread on Me” flag.
Another person who died was a man from Alabama. He suffered a heart attack that was rumored to have been caused by him repeatedly tasing himself in the nuts. This last part of the story has turned out to be false. I guess you can’t believe everything that you read on Twitter. Who knew?
Women have been soliciting photos of men doing bad stuff at the Capitol. The dating website Bumble had a political filter that allowed these women to pursue men with Trump friendly political leanings. With the come-on of wanting proof of their patriotism, these women would ask these men for photos. After the men complied, the women would forward this proof to the FBI. Bumble has since removed this political filter from all dating profiles.
News of the world:
It snowed almost all day yesterday and into the night, but this morning we had little to show for it. Just a few little patches of snow here and there. We’ve had no real snowfall so far this winter.
On Monday, Anne and I become eligible for the vaccine. She signed us up. No word yet on when we will actually get vaccinated though. I guess it is time to start refreshing my email’s inbox though.
Girl Routs Men with Sausage—Her Uncle Caused Trouble by Wearing Pajamas—Miss Lizzie Williamson, militant niece of Charles Nichols of neighboring Alton, IL, routed with a link of bologna sausage half-a-dozen men who were attacking her uncle, according to the testimony in the Alton Police Court Wednesday. The trial was of cross-charges of disturbance of the peace brought by Nichols and Nebraska Kingston, who engaged in an altercation Monday night. The trouble started, it was testified, when Nichols appeared before several guests of Kingston, who lives in the same house, dressed only in his pajamas. So shocked were the guests that a general attack on the man followed, necessitating rescue by his niece. Nichols was fined $5 and Kingston $3—St. Louis Post-Dispatch, 1907.
The word out today is that the entirety of the Mall will be closed for Joe Biden’s inauguration next week. The Whitehouse, Capitol building and the Washington Monument had already been circled with security fencing, now it appears that the lawn in-between these hallowed structures will also be closed off to the public. This precaution is partly due to the pandemic, but it is mainly because of last week’s insurrection by Trump terrorists. Tickets to the inauguration will not be issued. Instead, 200,000 American flags will be planted in the grass, where people normally sit to view the swearing in ceremony. It’s a little sad that things have come to this, but when so many of our fellow citizens have given leave of their senses and choose to believe the baseless lies that the Republicans have been pedaling since Election Day, what else is one to do?
From news reports, it appears that the Justice department is already well underway with prosecuting the perpetrators of last week’s riot. Many arrests have already been made and more are sure to come, but all of these security precautions speak of a fear of further violence that also needs to be addressed. After 9/11, our government launched an extensive campaign against Islamic terrorism. I think that an effort of similar scope and ferocity needs to be undertaken against these right-wing, white-supremacist thugs. I hold with none of their “unity” bullshit that has been floated of late. They cloak themselves in the flag, claim to be patriots, when in reality they are seditious criminals. If they want unity, then they can join us on the side of the law, as many of them have already done and more are doing daily. Sure some dead-enders will be provoked. Violence will occur, but wakeup people. Racist attacks have been up, way up, for the past four years. It is high time that we put down this epidemic of hate. Criminally prosecute perps on the street and the instigators behind the microphones. One without the other is a job left undone.
Yesterday, we got out and walked for the first time since that fateful day last week. Actually, we had walked the day before yesterday, but that was such a cold, short and brutish affair that it hardly counts at all. Our regular neighborhood walk yesterday, was much more pleasant and today looks like it will be even better, with a high in the fifties. What to do with this spate of fine weather? Tune in later to find out.
After last Wednesday, we haven’t done much. It has been cold. Did I mention the temperature? I stewed on Twitter for a fair portion, mainly retweeting people with similar sentiments. because unlike some other people I have not been banned from all social media. It is a fitting end for a troll that his bridge finally came tumbling down upon him. I must say how impressed that I was with the effectiveness of the tech giants in dealing with him. They not only took him out, but also took out his supposed life raft. “Nuke the entire site from orbit—it’s the only way to be sure.” Others may cry foul, but I think he had it coming and it has gradually gotten more peaceful. A little duller too, but that’s OK. If 2021 was allowed to continue on the path that it was heading in that first week, it would have made me long for the good old days, like 2020.
The graphic for this post comes from the Met. Another place that I would like to revisit once this whole pandemic is done. This plate was in the museum’s visible storage center. The Met helped pioneer this method for displaying its collection. Items that would have otherwise been left in storage are available for viewing, in rows of long glass cases. Items are grouped by type. Most items only have a number that can then be looked up for more information. Usually items are just sat on shelves, but this item got special attention and was prominently displayed.