Windows 10 - Day 46
What a screaming pile of dung.
It ate up 15 valuable Morning Minutes, trying to log into work. There aren't a lot of downsides to working at home, but this is definitely one. Windows spent forever deciding whether and how it wanted to boot up today. A user has no serious input into this decision, up to and including making the laptop airborne, which won't have much of an effect on Windows. In fact, it probably works better midair than on a desk.
It's cold today, which perfectly matches the air conditioning we needed last night. It's also sunny, but we know that somewhere, there's a large pile of something or other that will go BOOM if we try to enjoy the sun.
Today we added another Wonderful Word to our Pandemic Vocabulary: say it along with me, kids... Clustering. Clustering. Once more.. Clustering. Clustering is when 10 people or more stand in front of a store window to look at the shoe sales. Clustering is a sin, in everybody's Religious Manual<tm>. Clustering goes against the commandment: Thou Shalt Social Distance. The penalty for clustering, and there's always a penalty, is to carry around a 6' dress of plastic, known as a Hula Hoop or similar, depending on when your religion was invented, to physically keep you 6' away from all of humanity. Do ya really want to wear a 6' dress in public? (We don't care what kind of perversion you get into at home, Chollie, you dirty rat). So remember: Socially Distance - Don't Cluster!
In addition to the sun playing its seek and go find game, Freedom is starting to shine (cue patriotic music, video of old dudes marching and playing a flute). As horrid as the Flying AIDS was a few days ago, it's not altogether so much of a death-inducing nasal-injected sexually-transmitted death-bringer. There was video of people walking around! Not observing social distancing! There was no video of NY police assaulting couples holding hands. 90 year olds sitting the park. People shopping for tvs instead of toilet paper. Yessir, I think this whole Flying AIDS thing is losing its News Appeal. Mind you, all of the talking heads were still broadcasting from their basements, just in case. You can't make this shit up. I still want to know what's on the shelves behind the on air personalities. You know somebody has to have The Joy of Sex, Sex While Windows is Booting, Booting Sex in the Windows Age, and Why Windows Won't Boot, Even During Sex. We are being deprived of these goodies, cuz we know what's coming from their mouths isn't of any value.
People are starting to pop onto the streets, like spring has sprung.
The funny part of this is that nothing has changed from 2 days ago to yesterday. It's just that the people who are supposed to know better have... no... damn... clue... as to what's going on. They're getting paid A Lot of Money to stand there and tell you Stuff. Each syllable is made up. Every morning it's something else. It affects older people, it affects younger and older people. A sign is your taste being off, but you taste isn't a really good indicator. You will need a respirator. You won't need a respirator. You shouldn't be near anyone. You can be a carrier. The Flying AIDS is killing more people than Godzilla over Tokyo. Oops - it's killing less than any old yearly flu. Hey, let's give our personal aid. Let's bail out corporations! Who did you say is paying for this? You didn't say?
Idiot Governors all over the place are making noise about going back to work. This is actually just a formality, as they get paid by the speech. People have been ignoring their verbal output for a long time.
It's only a matter of time until McDonalds opens its inside sitting area, then it's off to McDonalds. And I don't even like McDonalds. Then I'll go back to blathering about 'normal' stuff. You'll long for the days of captivity.
Are we on the precipice of what we'll call normalcy?
Let's watch.
Again, help each other.
Who benefits?
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