So what’s up?
I’m trying to collect the motivation to watch the Thunderbirds/Blue Angels flyover later this morning.
Because I’m a nerd like that, I did scout out what ways we would need to look out our garage door to see the approach and departure.
Funny how neither the Air Force or the Navy has replaced its aerobatic team’s aircraft with the F-35.
I’m avoiding Facebook, again, as I’ve written. I have wandered on a few times, mainly to get the URL for the HR Geeks Friday night Jitsi things, but I find myself very much at odds with friends who want to
hold people captivehave the lockdowns continue.
I guess my question, after hearing all the arguments, is pretty simple — are you forcing people to stay in because you care about their health, or because you want to control them?
Based on the initial information, I was worried that I’d be at one of the people most at risk from the virus because of my chemically-compromised immune system. I’ve chosen to stay in, away from other people.
But that’s my choice. Yes, Sarah doesn’t want me to go out, or order delivery. I take that guidance because I love her, and respect her opinion. (I know that I’ve put her through all sorts of hell, and she deserves better.) But I really think I should be free to make the wrong choice.
If thinking that I should be free to have that choice makes me a bad person, oh well. I only ask that when your thugs shoot me, please record video of it. I understand that The totes-didn’t-used-to-be-evil streaming company wouldn’t let it be shown, but it’s impossible to erase everything. If somebody wants it, it can be found.
So much for my tagline, I know, but that’s the truth.