As shutdown orders lift and businesses slowly reopen, low-wage service workers … have to deal with a whole range of customers, including those who believe it’s their constitutional right not to wear a mask.
Any minimally decent and fair-minded soul would argue that those “low-wage service workers” have tough enough jobs without “having to deal with” (sic for “boss and police”) the non-muzzled. But politicians and bureaucrats are too gutless—and wily—to enforce their illegal “mandates” themselves.
Hence they draft their most vulnerable subjects as cannon fodder in their Third World War, just as they did for their first two. (By the way, how many strikes do we allow these sociopaths before they’re out?) Likewise, just as they hurled boys fresh from the farm into trenches and foxholes, so now they pit cashiers, bartenders and other employees trained in courtesy against us. It’s so bad that one of the latter complained “he doesn’t feel equipped to” insult us on behalf of Our Rulers. In an apt summary of what politicians demand from him, he complained, “I’m not TSA ,.. I’m a bartender.”
Meanwhile, anti-mask patriots and partisans from WWIII’s far-flung theaters relate their victories against this pathetic and miserable enemy.
Jim Lloyd from Iowa writes,
I just got back from a grocery run to Fareway and the ratio of unmasked to masked has definitely shifted; with at least a hundred patrons in the store, I counted about ten masks, not including the employees. Two weeks ago, it was the opposite. …
I’m talking to [my] doctor/uncle in Nebraska. He’s telling me that Menards (like Lowes or HomeDepot) is no longer demanding a mask to buy things in the store and they aren’t sanitizing carts in [a city in] NE.
Our correspondent “Scott in Colorado” recently relocated to Florida. Despite the stress of such a move, he filed dispatches along the way. Driving
from CO and into OK there have been several “wear your mask” signs, but I simply walk in unmasked, and there have been no issues.
In fact, two places hadn’t even put up mask signs (when they could have).
But
[a]t a “Big Five” in CO the clerk quickly asked me to wear a mask. …
Scott asked,
“Are you aware of the exemptions for those who have a hard time breathing?”
He let me in. I could barely understand the clerk who waited on me for my shoes since he was muffled behind a mask.
Scott relied on the same response
[a]t a Wal*Mart in OKC. Older woman asked me to take a mask. I replied, “Are you aware of the exemptions for those who have a hard time breathing?”
She then asked for a doctor’s note! I answered, “Are you aware that HIPPA protects me from sharing that information?”
She replied, “Yes, I believe that! But at my last employment they asked me all kinds of personal medical questions.”
She let me in, and gave me a nice smile as I exited.
Memphis: The clerk was not aware of the exemptions, and I explained them to her. No problems.
In Mississippi: No sign on the door to the market. I thanked the proprietor. He said, “God bless you!”
In Alabama: Big signs – “Wear your mask” on the store front. I walked in, and no one had masks! Not even the workers. How refreshing!
On another occasion, Scott
walked in [to a] laundromat, [whose] matron [said] to me: “Do you have a mask?”
Me: “Do you understand the exemptions?” She let me in.
While waiting I went to a burger joint. I walked in and was greeted with, “Do you have a mask?”
“Do you understand the exemptions?”
The young 18 yr old replied, “I only work here. What would you like?” So he took my order.
Everyone in the laundromat is masked. Three people got to the door unmasked, and I was silently cheering. But then, “Oh, I forgot my mask,” and sheepishly walked back to their cars to get one.
Again, I think the majority really believe they are saving humanity by wearing a mask, like a civic duty. Sad.
Exceedingly. The enemy holds these gullible, cowardly sheeple hostage. Our mission is to free them by proudly displaying our naked faces.
Darrel from California lauds a
…smaller grocery chain … that has a picture up making sure their patrons are very aware that they do NOT have to wear a mask if they have any issues!!!
And I think they are doing great at going above and beyond at not forcing their customers to wear masks. And at making sure that the Karen’s don’t try and shame anyone at their stores!
Frankly I could give a damn what a Karen thinks about me anyway…
In other words, Darrel cares as much about Karen’s opinion as her ilk cares about liberty.
Jim Wetzel in Indiana condemns
Guv. Holcomb [as] an odious little would-be Stalin. However, his mask “mandate” is blessedly toothless, thanks, ironically, to the state attorney-general, an older black guy named Curtis Hill. Hill himself was a minor scandal figure, in that he got me-too’d a couple of years back, came under a lot of fire, and basically agreed to leave his post at, if I recall correctly, the end of this year. I have no idea whether the claims of sexual impropriety against him were meritorious or not; I paid very little attention. However … back in July, when Holcomb rolled out his detestable mask mandate, which initially declared noncompliance a misdemeanor, punishable by this-and-that, Curtis Hill stated publicly that the guv had no authority to criminalize anything, as that’s the legislature’s function. Holcomb huffed and puffed, yes I do so have the authori-tay, pandemic emergency, blah-blah-blah. Then several prominent state reps and senators chimed in: no such authority. Holcomb sucked his thumb for a few days, and then revised his “order,” indicating that “enforcement” was to consist of the state board of health educating the public about the wonderfulness of maskies. No mask cops roaming around, citing people.
That’s not to say that all is well here, as practically all businesses have mask requirements – or say they have. The compliant conformists are still muzzling up in … nauseating fashion…, and they’re a large majority. But there is, perhaps, a hint of dawn in the eastern sky; I’m starting to see more and more people, here and there, discovering what I’ve known all along: you can just walk right past those signs, and the world doesn’t end. I hardly ever get challenged by an employee any more, and if I do, a simple “I’m unable to safely wear a face mask” takes care of it. The “mask cop” sitting in front of Walmart: he/she/it pretty much always stays silent. Obviously, their hearts aren’t in it.
A hint to Our warmongering Rulers: that’s almost always the case with draftees.
I think – or at least I hope – some kind of critical-mass tipping point is near, at which the only people still diapered are the ones who are fearful of disease, rather than fearful of confrontation and being a small, visible minority.
Oh, pray that Pfc. Wetzel’s prediction is correct!
Next we hear from Chaz Donovan:
…I preface this by saying I have not worn a mask a single time, and will continue to not wear one.
Chaz lives in one of Ohio’s larger cities,
(our governor sadly being Comrade DeWine), on the west side of town. The west side is far more run down than the east side, but we don’t have the young progressive yuppies like the east does. On the west side, about seventy-five percent of people mask up. On the east, it’s more like ninety-five. The first time I went out with no mask during the early hysteria – I must admit I felt nervous about the reactions I would get. I went to a UDF [United Dairy Farmers Food Market] where the doors had several signs demanding customers wear masks per Comrade DeWine’s orders. I hesitated and considered walking away, but then the staff waved me inside. Not one of them wanted to wear the muzzle they were being forced to wear for their job. Since then, I have gotten cavalier. I walk into all stores and restaurants with no mask.
At several restaurants, I have been the only one not wearing one as I make my way to the table. Isn’t that something that the virus magically transmits when walking but does not when sitting down for a meal?
Yep. I’ve observed a similarly senseless phenomenon with politicians: the more they plunder and tyrannize us, the more they magically “help” us.
At any rate, I have not received a single dirty look. As I left one restaurant, someone behind me remarked “I’m glad I don’t have to wear this *expletive* anymore.” I commended him, but I also told him he didn’t have to wear one in the first place. No worker demanded I put a mask on when I went in there. This is an additional part of my goal: inspire others to shed their masks. This includes my family. My family … is viciously opposed to masking and the entire COVID hysteria, yet all but one of them wear masks inside stores and restaurants just to avoid the wrath of others. I don’t care. Let the masked mob get angry. Those of us walking around without our muzzles are the sane ones. We may be in the minority, but a sane man in an insane place is the one who looks insane. Active disobedience is our only way out of this.
Actually, there is another way, but it requires weapons and savagery, blood and death, so I heartily recommend Chaz’s prescription.
We need much more of it.
Amen! Else that other way becomes increasingly unavoidable.
On a final note, my parents have gotten new floors placed in our basement and some additional housework done as of late. I say with happiness that not a single one of the workers who’ve come to our house have worn masks. The floor workers – a group of five from Kentucky – shared a few laughs with me over this debacle. … I was pleased to shake hands twice with [them]…
We’ll stay in Ohio for another bulletin. Mr. Anonymous and his
extended family celebrated my mother-in-law’s 96th birthday. The original plan was to celebrate at a restaurant. I told my wife I would pass on that. She agreed with me without hesitation, for all the same reasons (mask, occupancy et al…). Instead, we offered to purchase a catered meal for all if my brother-in-law would open his house and dining room. Deal made.
The celebration was joyful, unrestrained and untainted by the “panic.” The world was shut out, and things were exactly as they should be.
In contrast, my recent 6-mo. follow-up appointment with my oncologist involved a check-in procedure that was at least as onerous and unpleasant as boarding an airliner (I abandoned air travel five years ago). The hospital later emailed a link to a post-visit patient survey. My responses were candid and sulfurous. I pulled no punches. Diplomacy was not an option.
It seldom is during war.
Heading west, Tony visited
…the Fleet Farm in Menomonie, Wisconsin. … I counted 20 customers including myself and one employee not wearing a mask. Made my day. …
The wife and I shopped for a new vehicle in Mn and Wisc a few weeks ago without masks, inside and outside. The salesmen even go outside with masks on! But they want to sell vehicles, so, of course, don’t enforce the state mask rules.
Thank God for the marketplace! A boon and blessing at any time but especially now.
Bill Martin in Texas reveals that there are
…plenty of restaurants with bars we frequent in town. Have yet to wear a mask (and have never been challenged after walking past any diaper signs that may be present) in any of them.
Went to one such place tonight (Rusty Bucket – fairly decent BBQ joint on the South side of town) and sat at their bar. The mask sign on their door FORBIDS them.
YAY!!!! Speaking of which, another such establishment graces the People’s Democratic Republic of Californiastan, according to an article that Rick in Oregon forwarded to me.
But I interrupted Bill’s praise of Rusty Bucket:
No anti-social distancing either. My kinda place.
Mine too!
In Oklahoma, Brian L and his wife
…were at the local grocery chain last weekend. They post mandatory mask signs, but do not enforce. We were maskless of course, in the produce section, near the entrance of the store when another couple walked in. I noticed that they had masks in hand, about to put them on. At that point, I made eye contact with the guy and seeing us maskless, he whispered something to his wife and they both puth their masks back in their pockets. Sometimes people just need a little encouragement I guess!
Recruiting sheeple to our side earns Brian a promotion to lieutenant.
Finally, in Florida, Bob McMillin has
…begun to render a salute to those without masks in public places. And then tell them why I did it. The response is universal. They smile, say something affirmative, and salute back.
Also, I have taken to quoting 2 Cor 3 wherever possible … I focus on verses 16-18.
Bob signed his missive, “Deo vindice”—a fine reminder that only through the Lord will we win this thing.
12:12 pm on October 2, 2020
