The Sign.

Today a friend wrote to me,

"I went into IdiotWorld the other day.  I went under the taped off areas grabbed socks, golf balls and brio filters. 

I knew I would be on video but I didn't give a fuck.  I went to the self check out and everything went through no problem.  Not one of the WallyWorld workers asked me anything even though there were a few of them wiping down the self check counters. 

I don't think they really give a fuck....and neither do I."

Some people, probably most people, judging from what I hear and see around me... like the people wearing face diapers in their cars or while walking down the street. And the shite they spew on CH News every day... would be appalled by the attitude of this person, but I like him. No wonder CHCH News shadow-banned me from their YouTube channel, probably, and instantly (psyche training) would conclude that this man, like myself, is some kind of a male White Republican, white supremacist, sexist, ablelist, KKK member, conspiracy theorist.

But I think he is quite sane, is asking the right questions, and, as a person of intelligence, is grossly insulted by the amount of bullshit that is currently flying around about COVID-19, along with the number of people who are just sucking it up. Gobbling it. Slurping it.

Yep. Don't that ejaculate taste great?

So, I went to the LCBO yesterday to buy some beer.

She was there.

Middle-aged. Gray-haired. I didn't get a look at her face...

But I vaguely remembered she was the one who gave me shit for walking past the plexiglass, instead of conducting our business through the little square hole designed for commercial exchange.

Under different circumstances, I would have told her to go and fuck herself. But I needed the beer, it was essential, so I played along.

I commented to her, "This is right out of some sci-fi movie, and all of us are just extras."

She replied, indignantly, "Right, but some of these extras just aren't getting it."

Instantly, I knew I was dealing with one of them.

I just rolled my eyes and said "Is that right?"

It's a crapshoot out there. 

I think a lot more people than let up admit that they are gradually coming around to the idea that this whole shitshow is nothing but a farce.

Those that see it are less likely to enforce its idiocy. That is why some of us can still get away with buying shit that is on the "vebotten" list. You can buy Dorritoes, but you can't buy plates to eat your food on. If you break a "non-essential" plate well, you can still lick the floor.

But there are still those astonishingly neurotic individuals who think this is a real-life version of some sci-fi movie.

Case in point:  

During an essential visit to the same liquor store, yesterday, there was only one cashier. She waved me over. I suspected it was the same woman I had met before, so I carefully avoided standing to the side of the plexiglass and paid her through the hole. I don't need any friction when it comes to buying beer.

Fuck. I'll put on a clown hat if that's what they want. I'll even wear an adult diaper outside my pants so long as it doesn't socially distance me from my beer. And as long as it hasn't already been used.

But the poor woman in line behind me, I felt rather sorry for her.

She had walked past the fucking sign! Can you believe it?

Didn't she know she was putting people's lives at risk???

Anyway, the ever-vigilant LCBO cashier noticed her transgression and ordered her to move back to where the sign was, even though she was a good ten feet behind me as I went through the checkpoint.

On top of that, after this vigilant social disciplinarian had concluded her business with me, she actually left her post, walked up to the disease-carrying customer, and proceeded to deliver a lecture on the importance of following the posted rules.

At first, I felt sorry for the poor customer behind me.

But as I walked out, I had another thought.

I thought that, "if you are willing to bend over, spread your ass-cheeks, and take this fucking bullshit without complaint,"

Then you deserve it.

On the other hand, I still wanted the beer, so I was no better than her.