I voted yesterday. I’ve never seen anything like it. Renee and I went to the local fire station. The lot was full of cars and the line wrapped around the building. In years past, voting was quick and easy. I never experienced lines. Obviously, something has changed. We were in line for 90 minutes.
The line was full of old people. There was no attempt to maintain 6 feet of separation. A few individuals wore no mask. A fair amount of people wore their masks inappropriately. There were no antiseptic solutions. One woman coughed. I kept more than 6 feet of separation and stayed away from the cougher.
It felt good to vote but the authorities did little to comply with the official recommendations. It’s sad when, in the midst of a pandemic, the officials in charge are so poorly prepared to protect the community. I wonder how other polling places are handling the masses.
When you go to vote, be careful! Wear your masks, keep your distance and take disinfectant hand spray with you. Be savvy, watch those around you for any signs of illness and stay away from anyone who is coughing.
One more thing. Encourage your adult children to vote. The 30 somethings were not present in the line I stood in. I may be making too much out of nothing but I suspect their generation will be poorly represented for a multitude of reasons.
With so much changing so rapidly, voting is essential. Let’s all pray that a vaccine is found and Covid-19 is eradicated. Then, let’s pray that our response to the next viral attack is more effective.
Here is your music and a joke. The song today is excellent!
A Harley Biker is sitting on his Harley, drinking a beer, by the Zoo in Washington, DC when he sees a little girl leaning into the lion’s cage.
Suddenly, the lion grabs her by the collar of her jacket and tries to pull her inside to slaughter her, under the eyes of her screaming parents.
The biker jumps off his Harley, runs to the cage and hits the lion square on the nose with a powerful punch. Whimpering from the pain, the lion jumps back letting go of the girl, and the biker brings the girl to her terrified parents, who thank him endlessly. A reporter has watched the whole event.
The reporter, addressing the Harley rider says, “Sir, this was the most gallant and bravest thing I’ve seen a man do in my whole life.”
The Harley rider replies, “Why, it was nothing, really. The lion was behind bars. I just saw this little kid in danger and acted as I felt right.”
The reporter says, “Well, I’ll make sure this won’t go unnoticed. I’m a journalist, you know, and tomorrow’s paper will have this story on the front page. So, what do you do for a living, and what political affiliation do you have?”
The biker replies, “I’m a U.S. Marine, a Republican and I’m voting for Trump.”
The journalist leaves.
The following morning the biker buys the paper to see if it indeed brings news of his actions, and reads, on the front page:
“U.S. MARINE ASSAULTS AFRICAN IMMIGRANT & STEALS HIS LUNCH”
