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I've Noticed.

 Obviously, this period of quarantine is exasperating. And I don't mean that the frustration of checking my phone, not for the time of day, but for what day of the week it is, grows exponentially.

So when my friend Pam Frautchi called me and asked if I was watching Television. She explained there was a mob taking over the capital building in Washington. 

I thought to myself, "There is no excuse that is too extreme to use to get out of the house and see people these days."

So there's my case. If this is something looking like an insane reaction to reality, we can blame it on COVID.

Then they started the dead and injured reporting, and it wasn't funny anymore. It will be impossible to get the final death toll because we have no idea how many of these misguided souls will contract COVID and die.

I sincerely hope that many of these people will be held accountable for their actions. I saw President-Elect Joe Biden's opinion that we not hold President Exit Trump responsible because it will further divide our nation. If we look at history, we'll note that attitude got us 2 World Wars. Capitulation to bullies only encourages them and buys no peace.

If this kind of nonsense occurred in our home, it would not be tolerated. The one thing we can all agree on is that the capital building is the peoples' house. It is our house. It should be treated with respect. 

These are the same people who complain about alleged disrespect for the American flag, athletics kneeling for the anthem, and perceived restrictions on their right to bear arms. They should be judged by their actions and condemned by their words. They are terrorists and nothing less. As for their cheerleaders, there is a ballot box for that.

On a lighter note.

A few years ago, I received a gift of DNA analysis to determine my heritage. It came back and said I was 97.5% Irish and 2.5% Scandanavian. I wasn't surprised. Viking raiders violating the virtues of conquered women? Yep, it happened.

It seems they now have the capability to refine their earlier effort. So, after further review, the ruling on the field is overturned.


With more clarity, I now understand my interest in British History, my problems with alcohol, and my mistrust of authority.😎

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