World War III: Dragging On With Bated Breath

Thank God, other events have upstaged WWIII: the impending election (which the Dimocrats have turned into a referendum on Marxism; please God, this November will see it defeated in America once and for all); the evidence that’s emerging to prove Joe Clinton–sorry, Biden is as corrupt as the HillBillies; the corporate media’s failed attempts to quash said scandal, etc. 

But despite the distractions, battles rage all over the country. Herewith, the latest dispatches.

Jonathan Nielsen reports from central Utah that

…we’ve been almost normal so far during the fake pandemic, although our Republican governor, Gary Herbert, who like nearly all politicians thinks he is entitled to exercise authority over us and pretends to have benevolent motives, has decreed that our county and others with few Covid-19 cases must wear the pseudo-scientific masks indoors such as in stores, or outdoors if you can’t “social distance.”

What a weasel! Never cooperate with petty or not-so-petty tyrants. Indeed, without a mask, pass by others as closely as possible: you’ll freak out the true believers while building herd-immunity!

So the mask tyranny has finally come for those of us in rural Utah, although the tyrant/governor claims the order is only for two weeks, through October 29th. It’ll remain to be seen how much he extends it after that. … kids are forced to wear masks in the public schools. I’m so glad we are homeschooling ours.

I’m also 100% sure that nearly everyone in rural Utah knows it’s all BS too. I’ll be interested in seeing how many people comply with the mask orders who weren’t previously. Typically around here about 1/3 to 2/3 of any large group, say at a grocery store or hardware store, have been wearing masks in the past few months.

…I’d shopped at my little town’s grocery store … without a mask and noticed nothing different – probably 2/3 of the people had a mask, and nobody said anything.

So far I’ve never had anyone say anything to me for not wearing a mask. The only store where I’ve put one on was our local Walmart in the next town over, due to a sign saying it was required – but after seeing about 10% of the customers not wearing one and employees not caring, I stopped wearing one there.

…we went to Canyonlands National Park. Probably 1/3 of the people including hikers had masks, this despite it being very crowded everywhere including along trails. Visitors of course are from all over the USA and probably other countries too. Afterward we stopped on the way home at a park in a town in Emery County and local kids were there, no one with masks was visible, and the kids played with our kids and gave them hugs when we left, without any fear of not social distancing.

There was a restaurant in that same town that oddly had a sign saying masks were required, but nobody inside had one on (including us), and the masked employees didn’t say anything about it.

…I went to our grocery store again – I’d say there was 80% mask usage, some employees had theirs under their noses. I didn’t wear one and no one said anything at all.

…I went to [a] car repair location in town – no employees had masks, no sign, one other customer besides me didn’t have a mask, the owner was behind the counter and wasn’t wearing one and said nothing, just one old man customer had a mask.

So far I’d say only a slight change has occurred, mostly it’s remained the same.

Excellent! No casualties, no prisoners.

David MacRae 

live[s] in a county (Palm Beach, FL) with a mask mandate. When I go out everyone is wearing a mask. And I mean everyone. Well, except me of course. Signs are everywhere ordering folks to wear them. I ignore them all.

I have never – not once – had ordinary people object. Store employees often do however. When they do, I don’t give them any [bovine excrement] about exemptions. I simply say “I don’t do that.” I only have ever had two issues. One liquor store refused to serve me. His right. 

Ahem. That’s debatable. Ordinarily, yep, the property owner determines the rules of engagement. But when government dictates those rules? If he doesn’t rebel, his customers should, in my book.

David resolved the impasse less stridently:

I simply went down the street to another. A T-mobile store wouldn’t let me in but was willing to serve me on the sidewalk. I got to talking to the clerk. He hates having to wear one.

In all other cases, the employee simply lets me go by. Never once have they asked why I don’t do it. I have my spiel all prepared. It’s about petri dishes and exhaust fumes. But no one seems interested.

Maybe print a T-shirt saying, “Yo, Masked Morons: Ask me about petri dishes and exhaust fumes”?

Next up is Mr. Anonymous in California’s Sacramento Valley, where

…it appears the populace has regressed to being almost 100% compliant in wearing masks in public places.  I am almost always the only one in the grocery, department store, Home Depot, Lowes, shopping mall etc. without a mask.  To the small credit of the stores I have rarely been asked to don a mask.  And if asked by the greeters I let them know why I am not wearing one—

When I asked what he typically says in these encounters, Mr. A sent the following list; he says he tries to toss off as many points as he can whenever someone asks why he doesn’t muzzle himself:

  1. The mask is unhealthy for the user.  Breathing elevated levels of carbon dioxide is damaging to brain cells.
  2. The mask – no matter what mask – does not block viruses.  Viruses are too small to be blocked by a mask – unless it is a steel or cement or saran wrap mask with no openings !
  3. I can’t breathe properly with a mask on.
  4. Verbally, I can’t be understood very well with a mask on.
  5. Masks are ugly, no matter what cute logos are emblazoned on them.
  6. Requiring a mask is a violation of one’s God-given freedom.

I’m figuring eyes have glazed at this point. WWIII’s newest tactic: talking a Masked Moron to death. 

It’s been very successful for Mr. A:

 …they never pursue further.  

I bet!

But the big question is why is everyone so sheep-like ?  

The answer is perhaps that many of them are required in their line of work to don masks during their hours of employment.  And so it becomes a way of life for them as well as an empathetic gesture to the store employees.  As this morphs into a way of life it is increasingly difficult to retain our freedom.  What to do ?

It is important that we take any opportunity to enlighten the sheep.

See those six points above.

I have never worn a government mandated mask, and never will.  People are taken aback when I inform them of this.  That provides the opportunity to give them the reasons why this Corona virus theory is fraudulent, and thus why all the mandated measures and tests and vaccines are worthless and without justification.  The sheep are so used to hearing the TV news ‘ experts ‘ they are often shocked to hear actual logic.  This provides that ray of doubt for them and ray of hope for our cause.  Let’s not shy away from these teaching moments.  Proudly walk through the stores and seize the moment that you can bring your logic to bear on the fraudulent covid narrative.  We are without doubt a minority.  But the truth is never determined by a showing of hands, or a vote.  A minority can win the day by persuading the sheep in the error of their ways.  

Amen!

Let’s hop over to Montana, from which Tom testifies that he 

…went to buy more ammo at my local gun shop. I counted 12 customers and 4 employees without masks.

Liberty 16   tyranny 0

Yay!

Eric Morris from Indiana believes 

Two incidents at the gym just now encapsulate the insanity.  You are supposed to wear [a mask] while checking in (I don’t), but then have the “freedom” to be normal while working out.  Sadly, the abnormals have been creeping up the last few weeks while exercising.  I looked over at a fool wearing the mask while doing curls, then pull his down mask, wipe snot from nose, pull up mask, continue doing curls, and then place dumbbells back onto rack.  He did not proceed to sanctify, er sanitize, the weights after wiping his snot on them.

Then, I’m finishing up my stairmaster routine, and a lady comes to talk to the lady on the stairmaster beside me.  I notice neither is masked and thank God (not in vain) for some normals willing to talk to each other within the 6 foot zone of fortitude, while one is breathing heavily.  Anyway, that is broken when I get off my stairmaster and see that the new lady has the idiotic mask dangling from her ear and proceeds to say:  “I was at a party last weekend with some strong anti-maskers and I hope they all don’t end up in the hospital.”  The Devil does have us by the earlobes.  

Yeah, but he loses in the end!

In Iowa, Jim Lloyd had an appointment with the VA early one morning:

While I was waiting for the building to open, two other people were outside.  One was another Joe, and the other an older woman for her first day of work as a COVID19 screener for the clinic.  The other Joe didn’t have much to say, but the woman said she heard SARS CoV2 will always be around; I replied that I had read the same, and history of emergent viruses supports this.  Doors open and in we go, with me last.

The nurse taking temperatures gets done with the new screener, then the other Joe and looks at me before asking, “Where is your mask?” to which I respond, “There do seem to be some people who prefer to hide their faces, possibly intentions and probably intelligence; I’m not one of them.”  She takes my temperature and then reaches into a bag of sewn masks made of fabric that reads “Army” at which time I ask, “When was the last time you washed your hands?” and she replies in her best professionally snotty tone, “A few minutes ago,” to which I responded, “Before you touched the door handle and whatever else as well as innumerable masks in a Ziploc bag?”  

She is now flummoxed, her hostility visible above the trap-clamp, and palpable in the air.  I then say, “As soon as I’m not required to wear such a useless thing, it’s going in the trash, probably on my way out the door.  If you want me to throw that one [the sewn Army mask] in the round file, I don’t care, but a disposable mask is probably the best choice.”  Having done what I could do to drive her day sideways, she says to no one in particular, “He wants a disposable mask” and walks back through the secure door as I say, “Don’t forget to wash your hands.”

Jim likes to twist the knife when it’s all the way in! For such ruthlessness, we’re promoting him to Colonel!

When she returns with a disposable mask, I realize the Joe, the new screener and the receptionist are all staring at me as the nurse states, “You will have to wear this while you are seeing Jordan,” and I take one more swipe at her intellect, stating, “Shouldn’t you be testing people’s sense of smell if that’s also a symptom?  You know, for safety’s sake?”  No response from her as she retreats behind the security door and I start playing with the remote control for the television until I find CSPAN; since few people have the courage to play with the TV in communal space like a medical office, I suspect it was there for sometime.  When I turn around Jordan is watching me with smiling eyes.

John despairs that in Sonoma County, California,

we are losing the battle. Sonoma County is the ONLY county in California that is still in the purple tier. That is Governor Newsom’s worst tier. We are all lepers here.

My wife goes for a walk around our small town, pop. 12,000, most days. The other day she was walking, no mask of course, and a housepainter came around the corner, no mask. The hispanic man freaked out and put an empty paint bucket over his head! True story.

Oh, but the Masked Morons endlessly entertain!

Masks required for entry into stores, but not the liquor store run by Indians. They know more. South Asians are smart.

Finally, Mark Higdon in Ohio

…entered a small business … where I have shopped several times since the first Ohio mask “guidelines” were issued by Governor DesWine. My masklessness had never been challenged there, and I had always been treated with courtesy. That streak inexplicably and abruptly ended.

The first words I heard, as I entered the store, were “Sir, where is your mask?”, called out across the aisles for all to hear.

I walked up to the calling proprietress at the checkout counter, leaned just inside three feet of her masked face and said: “I have two medical conditions that exempt me from mask wearing.”

She replied, “Oh, OK.” Something snapped in me.

I continued, so that all could hear me. (I did not have to raise my voice. My deep baritone still carries well.)

“Why are you being so rude to me?” I asked. “When I entered your store, you did not welcome me or greet me in any polite way. Instead, you immediately challenged my right to even be here.”

At that point, her husband/co-proprietor interrupted me and said they were in danger of incurring a $2,000 fine (per City of Columbus “ordinance”) because of me. I replied–actually, I had to talk over his continued third-world-immigrant-style interruption–that he could not be fined for serving someone with a medical exemption from mask wearing.

What followed was a lot of cross-talk, made necessary by his refusal to shut his cake hole and listen to me. I pressed on but was not uncivil. I repeated that their behavior toward me was plainly rude. He finally said that, now that he knew I was exempt, he would remember my face next time. I didn’t bother to remind him that he had already seen it over many months and years.

As I completed my (last there) purchase, he insincerely added “Thank you” at the tail end of his serial interruption and overtalk. I replied that he was most unwelcome.

To tell him that I would not be back, ever, would have been a waste of my breath.

That sad take away is this: The validity, legality, constitutionality or justice of mask orders/ordinances/guidelines/whatever matters not. The governments who issue them have easily co-opted merchants into doing the dirty work of enforcement, without requiring of them any training, licensing or sworn oaths. The mere threat of an easily-challenged fine suffices. As a result, rudeness, disrespect and out-and-out discrimination by businesses have been enabled, empowered and legitimized, under spurious cover of “law.” If unmasked, the customer is wrong a priori. Mandatory documentation of exemption (“Your papers!!”) is just around the corner. Around the next corner will be unconditional refusal of service.

Which is why the seemingly insignificant act of wearing a mask or not matters so exceedingly. We can still turn the tide; we can still–and must!—win this war.

But not from behind a mask, so sally forth boldly with a naked face! 

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6:56 pm on October 22, 2020