Captivity - Day 71 Wawa's on Fire

Folks - there's some good lootin' and firin' and destruction to be had in Philly.
Jealous of all the other cities getting news coverage, the Philly Animal Corps was out, trying to destroy various spots in Philadelphia. The protest started peacefully, but that was not good enough. Cars started to set themselves on fire. Urine and stones started to throw themselves at police. Private residences also set themselves on fire. Wawa, a regional convenience store, just got itself set on fire. The looters were not there to say anything about George Floyd: they were there to get them some. At last monitor, they were on their way to the Liberty Bell. Bottles were just throwing themselves at the liquor store. And naturally, Target was attacked. Ooh, a policeman just got run over (by himself, no doubt).

The police were more than restrained, even as the vandals attacked the firemen. The riot was a great example of two things: although they riot, they use social distancing. Black and White can live together - both were looting.

Make no mistake, this was not about George Floyd.


I don't approve of violence on any side and am happy the police have 'less lethal' weapons. We need more of this. How about the Egg Gun - it shoots eggs over the entire crowd.  The stocks are a winner every time: you lock people in and others throw rotten veggies at them. The poopie cannon. The urine tank. I need to get patents on these.




The gravity continued today, even infecting Mrs lefty. Today it was food. I'm surprised the dog wasn't on cleanup duty, but she's a little picky. We'd be standing there, minding our own businesses, snacking on something, when it would leap to the floor. Then it would happen again. As of this moment, there's enough on the floor to feed all the looters in Philly.


The naps also continued. Although it took an hour or so to get to the first one, I managed to get in a few more than normal. While the couch is a better and cooler place to nap at this time, I voluntarily took the bed (I was told to).


All the commercials are now on the "Thank you first responders, nurses, etc" but there are other essential personnel: who thanks Dairy Queen? Wawa? The supermarket? We do - and they're shocked when we tell them. Nobody thanks them.