We have spent the last year learning about COVID-19. It has, at least for me, sharpened the line between intelligence and stupidity, between empathy and selfishness, between kindness and cruelty. Their position on the wrong side of those markers is clearly visible on their faces. If you refuse to wear a mask you are stupid, selfish and cruel. While you may not care if you get infected your selfishness and cruelty are apparent in your lack of concern for others that you might infect. You could be a symptomless carrier wandering about spewing your germs on your fellow citizens. Your stupidity causes you to claim that it is a hoax. That somehow it isn’t as bad as the experts claim. Just like the flu. We have flu infections every year. No big deal. Here’s the comparison for you. Wear your mask. Socially distance. Stop being an asshole.
Thursday, February 25, 2021
Tuesday, February 23, 2021
It’s Been a Year
Our great granddaughter Mabel Angela Yniguez is one year old today. May all your days be filled with smiles.
Friday, February 19, 2021
Family
Rose and Lily aren’t our dogs. They are an important part of our family. It has been cold in Illinois. When we went to bed last night it was about 10 degrees Fahrenheit with a very light breeze. As we lay in bed I could hear a dog barking in the neighborhood. It was clearly outside in the cold. Our girls stay inside with us. They go out when they need to potty. They usually go quickly and want to get back inside. This morning they are sleeping in.
Monday, February 15, 2021
Bravery
I’m currently reading Ted Widmer’s book, Lincoln on the Verge: Thirteen Days to Washington the story of President-elect Lincoln’s journey from Springfield, Illinois to Washington, D.C. I thought the paragraphs below spoke to the recent events in the United States Senate. There was an opportunity for Republican Senators to exhibit some bravery. They could have demonstrated they actually possessed spines They did not. Lincoln knew there were those along the way who wanted to see him murdered before he could take the oath of office. States had already left the Union. Jefferson Davis had been elected president of the Confederacy and the southern states were preparing for war. Lincoln, unlike the Republican Senators who voted not to convict, understood the danger and his duty to the country. Those Republican Senators did not fear death. They voted to acquit simply to avoid losing their precious seat in the Senate in the next election. They are more concerned with their grasp on power than they are the health and welfare of the United States. They should no longer be allowed to claim they members of the party of Lincoln. They are unworthy and unfit.
“But to save democracy in its hour of darkness, it was essential that Lincoln travel publicly, unafraid, to his inauguration. He never wavered, even if there were flickers of his awareness of the danger. After sending a memo to Winfield Scott urging him to hold the forts, he said, “There can be no doubt that in any event that is good ground to live by and die by.” When a visitor mentioned that the secessionists might seize Washington, he answered with heat, promising, “I will suffer death,” before giving in to any compromise that made it look like he was “buying the privilege” of the office to which he had been legitimately elected. Since he would never “concede to traitors,” he was ready, if need be, for his soul to “go back to God from the wings of the Capitol.” On the eve of his journey, he said to an old friend, “I will die before I will depart from any of those things under threats made by traitors and secessionists under arms, defying the government.”
“From the election on, he would never be free from the knowledge that people were trying to kill him as he tried to save the country—that, in fact, his life and the life of democracy were, for a time, running parallel to each other. In a letter to a congressman from Pennsylvania, Lincoln said that he would never give in to the threats: “If we surrender, it is the end of us, and of the government.””
Sunday, February 7, 2021
Anger
I’m a liberal guy. I believe in free speech, even free speech that I find offensive. So I was surprised yesterday when I saw something. My reaction was immediate visceral anger. I’m still struggling to understand what the person was trying to communicate beyond their racism and ignorance. We were traveling yesterday and I did not see this in the town where we live. I will say we were in rural west central Illinois going through one of the many small towns that is almost exclusively white. Maybe when you are raised without any meaningful contact with people of other ethnic backgrounds you end up ignorant of the impact of your communication. We moved here recently from an urban area in the south. We saw and interacted with folks from other races, religions and sexual preferences practically daily. Maybe that impacted my reaction. Here is what I saw. You decide how you see it and what it says to you.
Tuesday, February 2, 2021
What to do?
Facebook. I’ve been a user for over 10 years. It doesn’t seem to be the application I joined way back then. I joined to stay in touch with friends and family. They seem to post less and less now. I scrolled through my feed before starting this to see what was there. It turned out to be news articles, targeted advertisements and posts from friends about politics. What happened to telling me about your life? What you are doing? How your children and grandchildren are doing? How about your dog? I read the obituaries in the Galesburg Register Mail every day. I get my national news through my online subscription to the Washington Post. Yes, main stream media. I’m one of those guys who thinks your news source should do research, tell you the truth and admit when they get things wrong. Unfortunately too many, surprising me even some I know, are willing to post and believe conspiracy theories and half truths. You can fact check most stories in minutes. They are unwilling to do so. I’m left wondering two possibilities. They are either too lazy or too stupid.
What’s the solution? Leave Facebook? I just haven’t been ready to pull the trigger on that yet. It’s like high school reunion. I went to one a long time ago and after wondered why I went. I hadn’t talked to the majority of those folks while I was in school and even fewer of them after graduation. Why go spend time in a huge room talking to people I wouldn’t recognize if the weren’t wearing a name tag. Facebook has gotten like that for me. I’m friends on there with folks I worked with, or went to school with or maybe never met but found interesting based on their posts. Stone Stairs of Death comes to mind in the last group. I don’t know his real name. Never met him. He is a sarcastic funny bastard. Would leaving Facebook and his sarcasm behind materially affect my life? I think not. So, someday soon I may disappear from Facebook. Before I go I will contact a few people and ask if they would stay in touch by email. I’m tired of Facebook’s bullshit and tracking. I should reduce my digital footprint. Maybe I’ll refer them here. If they want to know what I’m doing and thinking this is the place.