If I ever get a lot of followers I'll edit and review my work for spelling and grammar. For now, this was more therapy writing down one of my "public" experiences. It's been an interesting life in 202... View MoreIf I ever get a lot of followers I'll edit and review my work for spelling and grammar. For now, this was more therapy writing down one of my "public" experiences. It's been an interesting life in 2020 morphing into a completely different version of what I even thought I was capable of as a man.
I decided I am going to start posting about my "incidents" in public. Little background. I sold everything and left the city to go to a small town right after the SHUTDOWN. I've been working out 5+ days a week on average the last two years, and with proper nutrition and an insane regiment of vitamins and supplements, I beefed up nicely. The insanity of 2020 and the push of the NWO agenda pushed me to use the gym as a stress reliver. I was very lucky to find a guy selling a really nice, almost professional-grade setup the FIRST day of the lovely LOCKDOWN given to us by Fuck Face Tyrant Mike DeWine.
I only tell that because it explains how easily I get "triggered" when I go to the city or even the "liberal" small towns near me with all the mask-wearing pussies and Karens. They seem to be everywhere and I must have 100+ stories of varying capacity from the first weeks of SHUTDOWN (I fucking went out EVERY DAMN DAY!!!!!!!!!) through to last weekend.
Every now and then I need to go to a bigger small town that has a bigger grocery store. This place has had such varying degrees of mask-wearing insanity. In the beginning, they masked the fuck up and caused me problems for a few months. Fuck them. I never wore a fucking mask in their store. I'd see that "triggering" table out in the entrance with some young employee standing there - hand-sanitation station on side - with free masks (usually Blue, there is a reason, go research what the blue fuckers are made of).
"Sir, you need to wear a mask?"
"No, I don't. I have a medical condition of what the fuck ever!"
I'd just blow on by them. Fuck you. You aren't some small business I care about that I would consider putting a mask on (not covering my nose) to protect from some Nazi Health Department doing the good-soldier biddings of our new rulers - the Governors - that usurp and ignoring the Constitution. No, you are a big chain that scooped up all that precious loot during the shutdown. I could come to you and get bread. But, the local Mom and Pop bakery down the street. Nope. Their bread had the "Rona" or some crap. So, fuck you and your mask needs. You want to get me to wear a mask fucking throw me the fuck out physically or call the police and we can make one hell of a fucking show. I can push the show all the way to the edge of getting arrested, but never go over. My children have come to LOVE THESE EPISODES. Sometimes, they join in.
This town. It gradually got better. At one point - maybe in September - they not only had done away with the stupid greeters and railings and other bullshit, but I'd wager less than half the customers were wearing masks. It was liberating and I felt a tinge of sanity and hope in people being able to figure out the greater picture of what's happening.
And, then the fucking media starts in with the RONA, RONA, RONA and VACCINES, VACCINES and VACCINES. I've been the old fucking person NOT wearing a mask for the last two months. What the fuck, people? No one is dying?
LAST WEEK.
There I am with my girlfriend (kids are at Mom's, so sorry they missed out). I hear from my backside, "shame on you for not wearing a mask." Ohhhhhh nooooo, it's a Karen. I found another one. She wants to debate.
If you are a man or a SOY BOY and do some shit like that you get the immediate turn and movement in your direction until you either confront me or run. They usually run. But, I am still a man and I can't be that upfront with a Karen. So, I asked dear Karen why she is so afraid of the virus? I explained that our annual death rate so far in 2020 is less than the last four years.
Karen started to try and talk ... (I have a VERY LOUD VOICE and I CAN PIPE IT UP BIG TIME)
No Karen, my turn to talk. Shut up and be educated, because clearly your brain is not functioning properly. It could be that oxygen deprivation from you wearing that mask and breathing your own filth over and over again. But anyway, I said FOUR years Karen. You realize that means we have had LESS PEOPLE DIE this year than 2019, 2018, 2017 and 2016. I just wanted to list them for you in case you are unable to connect the dots between me saying the last four years and the actual years I mean.
Karen has become quiet now and is trying to formulate a response. I give her a little time. She comes back with, "I feel sorry for your family. You don't even care about people and are out here putting me and everyone at risk."
I laughed. Karen, I just explained to you that our death rate is down. How is this virus scary? I'm sure you watch TV and that's probably how you get all of your opinions and thoughts. They tell us that we have or are about to have 300K deaths. You do realize our annual death rate is usually 2.7M - 2.8M people, right? That means this deadly "Rona" is only 10-15% of the total death rate? Oh, and on top of that the Flu Death Rate has plummeted 95%+. Well, isn't that convenient.
Karen is now silent. She turns and starts to walk away and is mumbling something. She's about an aisle away from me now. I am in produce and she's allllllll the way over there by the meat department. You know, the usual grocery store layout.
"Karen, all I'm saying is if you want to follow the science and data like the TV and your little mousey Fauci tells you, I just gave you the fucking data. Look at the data, Karen. If your brain can figure that out there's nothing we can do for you. You are just gone. But in the future, keep your mouth shut and fuck off because not all of us are mask-wearing sheep. Baaaaaaaaa!"
Ok. I didn't "baaaaaa" at her. But, I have done that to several people in public. I usually think of myself as Christian Bale in American Psycho when he screams down the flight of stairs after managing to chainsaw that poor hooker he harasses the whole movie. It is an epic scream and my voice is great at it. When you go to that level you really need to put on a show and fucking freak the public out. They need to be scared of something more than the old "Rona."