Some of this happened and was written before the announcement that all unnecessary outings should stop, so don’t get your stinky panties in a twist that I ventured out of my bunker while the Corona Boogeyman is prowling.

Panic buying is still happening. I was making a cake and forgot the creme cheese I wanted for icing. My impromptu trip to the store saw me wait in line while people bought just-restocked boxes of tissues. The lady on the left (in the pic) had just taken a picture of the lines too. There was a 2 box limit on tissues. Because…when the shit hits the fan, they’re going to dine like kings on their 2ply!

The same store was a little emptier a few days later when I returned mid-week. Seems we now have X patterns on the ground to manage “social distance” between shoppers waiting to pay. Signs on the floor give instructions to stand on the X and move up slowly like an 90’s dole queue until you can get the hell out. 

I have questions…if the customer stands on the X but the Corona boogeyman is spread by droplets in the air if someone coughs or sneezes…then as the queue moves up, people will be stepping into the air where a (potentially) infected person was and breathe their germs…

Are the Xs just to make people feel like something is being done, that something like this can be contained? Is this placebo, to make people feel better? Because it didn’t work on me…It just embarrassed me when I stood between the Xs accidentally until thankfully everyone around me gave me dirty looks to make sure I toed the line!

E v e r y o n e  I passed during shopping glanced into my trolley(shopping cart) to check what I was packing because there are limits on milk, tissues, paper towels, flour etc.

One guy was really studying the paper towels mum asked me to get for her about a month ago (-oops-) and people seemed to be checking over my shoulder to see where I got the precious items and if there were any left. I understand the toilet paper and hand sanitizer limits but there are other items that don’t make much sense to me, like the picnic napkins, certain brands of tampons and (apparently!) now regular soap.

There is a locally-made soap I buy. It comes in 2 scents. I usually buy two of each. I was stopped at the counter and soup-nazied into handing the extra ones back. The screen said, “item over limit,” and that it was calling staff…and then started flashing red so the cashier person had to come over. I mumbled something like… “Er, I normally get a few, I didn’t know it was-“  and the bitch snatched it back so fast I almost lost my balance.

Literally like this(time stamped for your convenience:) 

“There are 1316 confirmed cases across the country, with 533 in NSW, 296 in Victoria, 259 in Queensland, 120 in Western Australia, 67 in South Australia, 17 in Tasmania, 19 in the ACT and five in the Northern Territory.” – 22 March 2020 source: news.com.au

I’m told that small numbers of infected people elsewhere in the world spread the virus fast. As I’ve said before, everyone’s experience is different but at the moment mine is that I live in what was considered the most isolated city on Earth until recently and I don’t see anything scary right now, apart from the general attitude of some people towards their “fellow man” and also livelihoods being shut down.

Sculptures by the Sea, a yearly community event where artists exhibit large displays on the beach, was cut short. Even though it’s open air, and at the time of writing this, there are apparently 1316 confirmed cases of COVID-19 in Australia, making up 0.005% of the population. The news article which broke the sad news went on to say that some sculptures will still be there because equipment to relocate the most large ones wasn’t going to arrive yet. The staff who help run it were not going to be there and neither were students who had planned school excursions to the event.

CC and I were planning to go. It’s tough for us to get time due to circumstances. We’ve been before…and CC’s commentary on some of the art is poignant, reflective and very insightful.

Some classic comments from last time include:

“I think modern art…is about making a -thing- that takes up a lot of space.”

After I pointed out some of the sculptures were worth thousands of dollars:

“I know what I should do, close my eyes and just start welding.”

“It isn’t entwined -at all-! Why’s it called Entwined?!”

So, I went…the day before the announcement that non-essential gatherings and outings should probably stop. No regrets. Parking was actually easy and there weren’t many people because it was mid-morning.

It was nice to get pics of the white sand and clear water I take for granted…but the nicest thing of all was only one older couple (out of all the people I passed) was talking about the Corona Boogeyman and how they didn’t see what the problem was at the sparsely-populated beach in summer/autumn.

It was good to hear people talk about other things, like their kids learning to swim and the great weather. I’m going to try and post a few different things soon, to break up the crap the media is cramming down our throats and helping produce blog content like this. We need places to get away from this BS…like watching movies or…

reading a book…

pssst, hey you, yeah…wanna buy my book? Ebook on sale atm. iBOOKs, kobo, amazon blabla(LOL!)

I am going to end this post with something I realised today and that we should remember…

I was paying for something. There was a table(!) between customers and the cashier to create distance, everyone had to reach over it to pay for their items.

I realised today that I have short arms – but that’s not the point,

It was strange, somewhat ridiculous that these measures were in place…and sadder if we find out it really is completely necessary for where we live. It made me MEH about everything, it compounded the Corona Persona stabby-ness I’m feeling from being bombarded by the media and the gloating politicians describing their new powers and legislation.

I hauled my purchases out into the car park. My trolley/cart had a bad wheel and kept pulling to the right. It was a struggle getting it to the car with (what feels like) a tweaked MCL and this cellular fatigue I have right now, and then starting the long, hot walk to the receptacle where the used trolleys go. A random middle-aged man came out of nowhere and said, “Hey, I got it.” and took my trolley from me. He said it was no problem and he put it back for me on his way towards the store.

Nice people still exist. The world is still normal if you notice, don’t forget that when you’re panic-buying dunny rolls and over-stocking your pantry with pasta you’ll never use.

 

 

  

 

TLDR:

*Corona Virus is still messing with my jam
*I have newshound blood coursing my veins. There are many Corona-related facts and articles I wanted to share but didn’t. lol Be thankful.
*Got soup-nazied.

*Did not buy a placebo mask to wear. Saw a handful of people with them on. One of them was a tall bloke with a black one. Kinda hot tbh. Click to #findjoyineverything  or something.

 

 

 

 

All content is no copyright infringement intended. All posts are opinion only and are subject to change due to experience, kicking ass and learning how to adult more effectively. If you don’t like it, don’t let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya.

Nah, not really, but I do want to thank all the people around me for being insane and giving me content this week

–Controversial content for some, so if you like to argue or feel a little sensitive right now, click the little X in the upper right corner. Save us both the trouble…

I’m not sure this is the medium as I like to keep my worlds separate, and there are many worlds 😉 …But I’m used to banging out 2000 words for an in-depth article or piece and can’t help it. I tailored it to be more an opinion piece with facts you should all know thrown in. Then I second-guessed it and tried to come up with another post but…this is what it is…

Here is my CORONA VIRUS experience so far. It will be different from someone in Italy right now, or China, the UK etc., someone who is sick with it, someone who is in the mandatory two week quarantine after flying etc. But this is mine, and this is what it is right now.

I’m not sick, no one I know is sick, no one is featuring in the local paper or news sites as having “COVID19.” Everyone I see and talk to is happy, healthy, able and also bewildered. Literally NOTHING has changed in the general health status of the people around me, apart from the idiotic hysteria helped brought about by the biased news media. No schools are closed (yet?) some places of business have put their employees on 2 weeks shut down with full pay (Apple retail) and the government has put out a suggestion that gatherings of 500+ people shouldn’t go ahead but so far, I think(?) they’ve left that at the discretion of the event planners.

Things like street markets/block parties thrown by local government, where local businesses sell handmade jewelry etc, have been cancelled.
Concerts have been cancelled too, which is understandable since a lot of people fly in and sit in the audience and it’s all close-quarters. But the open air stuff bothers me. If I want to attend something like that, I should be allowed. My country and location within is pretty different from a lot of other places appearing in the news. This whole country has about 24 million people in it total, and about 200 of them might show up at different times to market stalls set up in a massive park with a lot of trees and grass. But okay. I will do what is asked because, it’s really not that hard and who can be bothered in this weird weather? *shrugs*

HYSTERIA

But settle down, sheep.

Please.

I want my pack of toilet paper for my regular grocery stock up and I don’t want to wake up at the ass crack of dawn and show an ID card to get it.

The toilet paper has disappeared in NZ, Aust, UK etc anywhere that likes to wipe their own ass. I referred to the Daigou in a previous post, and I figured this hysteria would blow over when those soulless, selfish, money-hungry idiots transported all the goodies back to other countries but no…Everyone is stocking up. I got over it eg: people are idiots, fine. I know that, I accept that. What I can’t get over is the expanse and spread of this embarrassing behaviour. Today I was told I can’t buy two packs of NAPKINS for something I was making for a (now cancelled) birthday party on the weekend.

This video was posted to Facebook, apparently showing Daigou (paid, surrogate shoppers) systematically buying bulk items and arranging them in bags outside the store to transport. it appears to be from the era of the “baby formula” days (based on the items seen in the video) but this is how an international ring of paid shoppers do it. Maybe the grocery chains are trying to stop that weird shit?

Last night there were comments and photos coming into social media platforms regarding busloads of people doing this by travelling to rural areas and cleaning them out to resell to China and other countries. And it’s probably a nasty wake up to show the grocery chains that they might have a limit…but it doesn’t stop people running in there 10 mins later to buy the same items.

We’ve already got empty shelves in the long-life milk section, sugar aisle, obviously cleaning products of all kinds and now meat. Yes, now meat. Even people who aren’t surrogate shoppers are freaking out because that stuff is gone and then they’re going in and getting as much as they can.

This is my own current personal experience, but there was no problem buying packaged meat at my local store until the news reported one of the big grocery chains limiting it.

I was there in the morning and the news screened some BS soundbite that evening about minced meat being stockpiled. ABRACADABRA! The next day, no meat. The media is not helping. They like to spread the panic because it gets them clicks, it gets them viewers, and it gets them POWER! I wouldn’t be surprised if, in years to come, grocery chains admit to paying newsoutlets to say something is getting sold out so they can sell a slow-moving product because people think it’s in demand. #socialengineering

GOVERNING THIS SAGA

I’m concerned that the government in this country hasn’t thought about the messes they’ve created for people on low incomes. This government rammed through welfare cards for some people in certain troubled areas under the guise of looking like they were saving the country money (it actually costs them more to implement and maintain these cards than not to.) The cards only allow recipients to shop at certain grocery stores (the main two grocery stores, who are limiting purchases, and being cleaned out of stock regularly.)

How are those people supposed to shop? They can’t go to a local market and pick up something at a small local store. They have to go to the ones the government has dictated. And now those stores are failing to provide.

At this point, I think of the government as virtue signalling to the rest of the world, trying to look like they are keeping their people safe…but internally they’re fucking them as usual, don’t worry about that. There are theories that if they had closed borders early (eg Russia etc)that they wouldn’t be suffering the consequence of people fearing the spread of the virus and acting like animals, that the strain to appear not to be racist has made it so people from high-risk countries were able to travel here easily at a time when maybe that should have been handled differently.

Is a $750 each stimulus package going to make people feel better?

SOCIAL MEDIA GIANTS

Facebook is censoring anything to do with Corona virus, even if it’s shared from a mainstream news source or direct from authenticated news pages. I can vouch for this because I posted THIS LINK and days later got the below screenshot. Seems they have gone a bit crazy with power…makes you think about the other things they are censoring of the info they’d keep from their customers if asked by big players. 😉

GOOGLE/Skynet has also changed algorithms so that certain phrases throw up a LOT of result pages of links they want you to see before you can find anything alternative to what the mainstream wants you to believe. We’re living in interesting times…and I hope people are noticing the psy-ops and social-engineering going on in the background.

 

WASTING TIME

People are very different and lots of people are susceptible to being idiots. Some are being tested for a cold/flu and thinking they’re going to die from this virus when they have a regular seasonal cold. Although they’ve never left the country and aren’t in at-risk age categories, some people are already wasting medical personnel’s time because of their paranoia fueled by every single news channel and all the people around them.

Today I sneezed (it was fucking dusty!) and a woman spun her head around Exorcist-style to look at me in fear. I told her I have corona virus and made a face like    O.O

I couldn’t help it.

And I’m not sorry.

I cannot go anywhere without hearing about it. People on the train are talking about it, they’re playing shitty youtube videos without headphones and forcing it down my throat, adults, school kids, work colleagues will not STFU. The mentality behind it makes me confused and reminds me of the gun buy-back schemes where people who never had anything to do with gun crime willingly give up firearms in some kind of virtue signal solidarity because some people were (tragically) killed.

I’m not going to bother a doctor to test for something not necessary (or buy ALL the painkillers.) I haven’t traveled recently, I broke a bone, had some health issues and more, so I’ve been in my own self-imposed lock-down/quarantine for months anyway. All I leave the house for is my slave gig shifts and the occasional grocery shopping trip. It’s extremely unlikely I would be unlucky enough to contract this version of the cold/flu so I won’t be freaking out thinking the boogeyman illness is going to get me and wasting a doctor’s time when they could be helping someone who needs it.

There are currently a handful of citizens who apparently tested positive for the virus in this country and even high profile visitors like Tom Hanks who brought it here for a holiday. (Sooo…did he come on a private plane or commercial? Who else did he infect on the plane before landing in Australia?) There are 24million people in this country. What percentage has the virus affected so far and can we please get the number of people who have recovered with no lingering issues? I don’t usually see any sources screaming an update those statistics.

CROSSFIRE

I want to see someone overseas, this person is very important to me and I want to spend time with them because we’ve had big plans for a while. Today (time of writing this) our government said no one is able to travel. I’m not the only one in this shitty predicament. I currently know someone who has just left to see her S/O, two days before we were officially told we can’t fly out. I am excited and happy for them but upon hearing about this, a lot of people were being rude and she copped a lot of jealous and hysterical hate. I even left a group on social media because some ugly knowitall kept replying under any comment about CORONA VIRUS and telling people information they can search for themselves. He then went on to say he will post something to warn people off traveling because it “saves him scolding them later.”  Da fuq he think he is? LOL!

This whole thing has brought out the worst in everyone. Including me. I can barely control my rage when browsing the (empty) aisles and witnessing dumbasses tear apart a restocked shelf of tissues. This is making me hate everyone. The mentality behind this behaviour is disgusting. What happened to the community vibe, everyone donating and helping those in need after the bushfires? That sentiment disappeared as soon as people worried about how they were going to wipe their asses.

Well done, Australia.

HOW LONG WILL THIS LAST?

I don’t know, but probably as long as it takes to draw up sloppy legislation to steal some more rights. As bad as people think it is, or are being told it is, or that it actually is…it doesn’t bode well.

I’m old enough to remember what happened after 9/11 and the ridiculous measures proposed in the wake, including shock bracelets for every plane passenger in case someone had to be subdued, being unable to take a hair straighter onboard and now passengers have to walk through FBS/body scanners, which are yet to catch a single “terrorist” but continue to zap people with radiation and expose their junk to the man behind the curtain.

…Whatcha reckon they got in store for us this time? 😉

Presentation of medical papers/Drs cert to prove you can fly? Mandatory medications? Submitting a complete travel itinerary to (discovered years later to be) a corrupt government body? I’ve heard that churches in Singapore are putting QE codes on pews and assigning parishioners seats so they can see who was in a certain area if someone is sick later. Will this kind of thing stick and become usual practice? Time will tell.

So, I’m not scared of a virus, even with a screwy immune system. Maybe it’s because I’m in a location where I’m pretty lucky and haven’t experienced what other places are coping with…but I’m in disbelief at the behaviour around me more than anything right now. I knew frightened people copied knee-jerk attitudes of those in charge trying to cover their own lack of foresight…but this is definitely an eye-opening experience to the mentality of panic and to the undeniable power the media and fear has over millions of people…

 

TLDR:

*Everything is shutting down either by necessity or by virtue signal.

*Mistakes have been made around the world and now everyone is in a panic.

*People are stupid.

*Having said that, we all need to be kind to each other because shit sucks right now.

interesting articles I didn’t mention:

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/32133832

https://www.newsweek.com/blood-type-coronavirus-covid-19-1492890

 

 

 

All content is no copyright infringement intended. All posts are opinion only and are subject to change due to experience, kicking ass and learning how to adult more effectively. If you don’t like it, don’t let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya. Elements of original content may be reproduced with expressed permission from Ever Eden.

*WARNING: The following post contains spoilers for King of Spades.

I found this picture. The comment thread under it was mostly even; people expressing annoyance, others writing about coming to their own conclusions, branching out into Fanfic and similar. A few active-on-social-media authors commented about their experience with choosing to end a novel on this note and I think it’s time I let people know why I personally decided what I did for King of Spades.

Cliffhangers…

Yes, I know they’re annoying a lot of the time…

DEPENDING…on how the author does it. 😉

I like to get a good story and feel like I’m satisfied, no matter what happens at the end of the book. There are some books I’ve spent over 300 pages reading, engrossed and entertained…and arriving at a cliffhanger that I can understand. Back when I first tried to submit an early version of the KOS manuscript, I was told that I shouldn’t be pitching a cliffhanger and subsequent series, “a book should be stand-alone, then when it’s picked up by a publisher you can say there are more books.”

I never understood that concept. I was very young but I already questioned why a publishing house wouldn’t take on a series/potential series. It means more income for the publisher if there’s an audience hanging out to buy the next installment, and probably a sizable cut if some big Hollywood exec comes along and wants to turn it into a movie. If none of those things happen, the publisher still has a body of work by another author.

How does that saying go…? Amateurs built the arc, professionals built the Titanic. I create my own stuff, for my own amusement a lot of the time and that includes memes, art, bad jokes and more so I didn’t see the need to reign it in with writing either.  I tried to figure out how to end KOS in a way that would solve everything in the book and allow a brand new story (sequel) to appease the publishing gods at the time…but Red Cowboys wouldn’t have been as involving as it is had I not chosen to end KOS the way I did.

The end of KOS is an acceptable cliffhanger, IMO, despite the rage some of my friends feel. Why? Because the book included an excerpt from Red Cowboys, and not only is there an excerpt from the next book in the series, indicating there is another book, BUT the excerpt chapter that was included was the following…

Trent was drunk as shit. He had left the Blue Tag building knowing he was down for the count. The rest of the night was going to be spent leaning over the toilet in his washroom and sleeping on the tiles. He’d managed to excuse himself, said he was coming back but he knew he wasn’t. He’d gone through almost two bottles at dinner before Number One had given a Yeti a look and signalled him to collect the other bottles nearby and distribute them elsewhere.

He was staying up on the fifth floor of the Red Tag Building. He’d thought getting the whole floor was a pretty good deal for weeks before realising it was probably because Number One didn’t want him infecting other agents with his sudden weakness, his failure to come back from what happened to him overseas and at the Stella Hotel. The thought nagged at him, trying to squeeze through the drunken brain fog.

He didn’t want to be on Level 4 anymore anyway, right around the corner from Number One’s office and Cleo’s old room. He had lived in a massive tent with about forty other guys in the Middle East and before that, mostly slept in assigned cars, dorms and his place on The Outside, but his condo was out of the question. He was smart enough to know he didn’t want to be alone there so Level Five it was.

Everything was blurring in and out of his vision as he coasted down the hallways towards his room, trailing his hand along the wall to remind himself to keep upright while his steps dragged and tempted him to drop. Something about the flicker rate in the mutant-fluorescent lights above was playing tricks on his mind enough to make his guts churn. He knew his room was a few doors up from the far end, well away from the elevator where he had got out but heading that way was proving hard work.

He wanted a rest stop when he hit the halfway point, a few seconds to make the feeling in his stomach go away but a wall came up out of nowhere and blocked his path so he shoved it back with his left hand. The coolness on his palm didn’t budge and he didn’t want any trouble so he stepped back instead and just gave it a dirty look.

He continued the stumbling journey down the hall and repeated the action over and over. Whenever he pushed one wall back it was like it propelled him across towards the other until he was tripping down the hall from side to side like a human pinball. It was great. Drunken haze was so perfect, he was void of everything and he didn’t care. All he wanted was to go to bed, after he’d thrown up a few times maybe.

He laughed and the sound bounced around him, boyish and kind of pussy while his head spun and threatened to dunk him on his ass. He took a long blink and Cleo was there when his eyes shut, her finger on his lips, dark hazel eyes resting on his. He knew what that look meant. Shit, he wanted to kiss her, start something that wasn’t going to finish until dawn.

His eyes sprung open when he crashed into something hard enough to jar his scraped-up elbow.

It was solid and rectangular and taller than him, covered in a thick grey plastic tarp. He was pretty sure it hadn’t been there earlier when he flashed past to change his clothes and race to dinner but he didn’t know. It was almost at the end of the hall, maybe far back enough for him to have overlooked it, it was possible. He swayed as he pulled the corners and yanked the tarp. It stuck a few times, throwing him off balance and making him bow his back. He overcompensated and fell forward when it suddenly came away, slamming his hands out on the glass in front of him.

It was an expensive display case for trophies or fine china; thick glass up front and wooden frames, sturdy enough to take his weight if he’d wanted to climb it for some reason. It hadn’t even shuddered when he’d fallen into it. His hands were pressed up on the surface while everything spun around him, his full weight on it waiting for his balance to return.

He forced his eyes to focus on his dirty square fingernails, move down his fingers past minor cuts and scrapes across his knuckles and then back up again. He pulled away from the case and left white prints slowly waning with the air. Trent saw the contents of the display case behind them and choked, halfway between a gasp and a yelp.

His back hit the opposite wall hard, driving all the air from his lungs, leaving him coughing and unable to get a breath. He couldn’t take his eyes off the case but he was caught, bent over trying to clear his throat and get some oxygen. His eyes were watering with the strain. He hadn’t realised he’d shoved himself backwards so violently until impact.

He could see a grimy female Red Tag uniform with grass stains and dirt on the knees and blood spatter on the arms and chest. Two bullet holes graced the torso area and then one near the shoulder. The words “Agent Cleo Darkrose – Deceased” were printed on a small gold plaque below the glass on the wooden cabinet area of the display case, engraved in thick stamped-out italic font. It looked authentic, it matched his memories.

It was the uniform Cleo had been wearing when she fell from the Stella Hotel and died.

“No, nuh uh, it’s gotta be a replica…but why would they make a fucking replica?” His mind was screaming now,“How did that get here? What the hell is going on?!”

Horror.

Trent turned and ran. He didn’t know where he was going or how long he was going to run for. Something didn’t make sense and his mushed brain couldn’t figure it out.

 He had to get away.

It felt like the display case would come after him.

Run. Just run.

He snapped his head around over his shoulder to see if it was chasing him as he tore down the hall, a thick fearful groan oozing from the side of his mouth. When he looked ahead the hallway was getting shorter from the elevator side, shrinking so he was running out of space to go.

He knew this feeling. He’d felt like this before, some cave in the Middle East with the enemy chasing.

The display case was closing in behind him. He was going to die.

His head snapped back again to check its position; it was still coming after him, gaining on him just like he knew it would. Stomach bile rose in his throat as he pushed forward, running harder, larger strides to escape, panicked breaths.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Get away.

He faced the front, too late to notice the wall come up, too drunk to stop himself hitting it at full force then rebounding off and almost taking an eye out when he banged his head on the corner of a drink fountain on the way down. He tasted vomit as he smashed his jaw on the ground.

*

 

So…what could this mean?

 

 

Here’s what we get so far:

The next installment of the Darkrose Novels is coming.

Agent Trent Starr made it off the roof in King of Spades, despite a devastating injury.

Agent Trent Starr is still an MDS agent.

He has some mental health issues to deal with.

Agent Cleo Darkrose’s uniform is encased in a display cupboard…and that it is the one she was wearing when she fell….

 

So then we get to questions like…

“How did they get her uniform if she’s dead?”
“If MDS somehow arrived at the scene before paramedics and took the body, then why didn’t they tell Starr this whole time?”
“They had to have access to her body even with the Truth for Life movement everywhere, even with the sirens and authorities on the way…”

“How did MDS get her uniform if they didn’t arrive at the scene?”

“Where’s her body/grave if she’s really dead?”

And the list goes on.

There is more coming and the reader is more than aware of that when they put King of Spades down. It’s the type of cliffhanger I can bring myself to accept. There’s no fancy BS where you don’t know if it’s a cliffhanger, for eg. The reader isn’t disrespected in that way and given the full truth (that it is a cliff hanger) as well as assurance via the Red Cowboys excerpt  that there’s is more to come.

I’ve also reached the stage where Red Cowboys has to be released soon, I know. As you might know due to past posts, health issues and other set me back a large chunk of time, but you will have Red Cowboys in your hands/ereaders (whatever)…soon. Every day I get better and closer!

 

TLDR:
*Cliffhangers are a polarising topic with readers.

*Publishers used to advise people to write a stand-a-lone and sneak a sequel up later.

*Red Cowboys is rad.

*If you didn’t understand the hints at the end of King of Spades that there might be a search for what became of Agent Darkrose/her body, now you do.

*I can’t wait for the gals already crushing on Agent Starr to get to see other sides of him.

 

 

 

All content is no copyright infringement intended. All posts are opinion only and are subject to change due to experience, kicking ass and learning how to adult more effectively. If you don’t like it, don’t let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya. Elements of original content may be reproduced with expressed permission from Ever Eden.

 

 

 

 

Seriously.

Corona Virus…? Two words that have bombarded your senses for months. My Corona Persona hates everyone. It’s turning me into a nasty person. I want to stab everyone in the crotch with a fork.

Today I went to the store and saw the above. That is the shelf where the hand sanitizers are kept. They are apparently 99.9% effective on germs and bacteria. Not much beats good old fashioned soap and hot water really but if you’re out and can’t reach a sink, it’s usually your next best bet until you can. The toilet paper aisle was empty too.

EMPTY.

I didn’t need any, but I noticed as I passed through to buy a new mop. It was empty…and I don’t care that it’s empty. You know why?

BECAUSE I HAVE 59 ROLLS AT HOME.

LOL, yes. Why? Because I buy a couple of packs at a time. It’s something you always need. ♠Full Disclosure; I’m a prepper-type who has mellowed out a little but I recognise it’s a staple and it would not be fun for me or my guests to ever run out of said item so it’s always available. Who has the time to keep running out to the store either? 59= two and bit packs.

I always carry hand sanitizer, and I have for years. My mother does too. Inside her Tardis handbag/purse there are always staples, and this is one of them. Why? Because people are inherently dirty. Everyone knows about experiments done on handrails of trains and on cash money. Everything is filthy. I use public transport a lot – hence the hand sanitizer. Other people look at me funny when they catch a smell of “Cherry Blossoms” as I rub my hands together until lately. JOKE’S ON YOU, FOOLSSSS! (jk. but*just to brag* I also have a couple of spare hand sanitizers too.)

I’m not a germophobe (I eat other people’s sweat on a regular basis,) but it’s common sense. If a lot of different people are in an area touching things, sometimes you might want to clean up. It’s also helped my friends at gatherings, after messy foods if there are no napkins and also at music festivals or wherever they’re supplying porta loos… ME TO THE RESCUE!

At my slave gig, I share a desk with other people so (SURPRISE!!!) we have disinfectant wipes! Why? Not because those wonderful women are gross but we all are. We’re all able to spill food, sneeze or cough and spray germs everywhere. We’re all able to have a cut/injury or an illness that can be exacerbated if someone else accidentally touched something riddled with bacteria and transferred it. It’s life. It’s part of being a weak-ass, meat-covered skeleton.

Allow me to tell you a short and disgusting tale wrought with bacteria, vomit and contraction!

I was staying with someone. This someone got very sick. They were vomiting and had bowel issues for days. It was very bad. I stuck around. On one occasion, this person vomited in the bathroom sink. I don’t want to think about the specifics, but my toothbrush was sitting nearby. BAM! I was sick, and got it worse than them because of a pre-existing illness.

Did that person deliberately spray chunks on my toothbrush? I’d like to think not, but the point is obviously some bacteria settled on it, unseen to the naked eye. Same goes for coughing at work or grabbing a handrail that some guy who just scratched his nuts did before you. Be aware and clean within reason and you will be fiiiiiine.

Am I scared of Corona Virus? Lol!!!!!!!

N O.

Just so you know, a 17 day old baby had CORONA and cleared it in a few days.
It sounds like a bad cold to me. More people have died of the yearly flu than Corona Virus and sadly they didn’t make the nightly news report. The regular groups should probably be on alert (eg elderly people with weaker immune systems) but other than that, enjoy your life.

Every single news channel is run by only a handful of parent companies. If you want to find out if that’s true – go to Youtube and see compilations of news reports. A VAST amount of them say exactly. the. same. thing. Word for word. They thrive on hysteria because it garners viewers (or clicks) and makes them money and more people hang on their propaganda. It’s entertainment. Practice some mature discernment when it comes to believing these people sometimes. Please. They don’t deserve 100% trust.

Are you scared or worried because they told you to be? Not to say you shouldn’t be vigilant in general anyway, but think about why those shelves are empty. You just know those people don’t have much of a life outside their television and their vacuous friends around a water cooler. It’s probably understandable to question their education too.  They don’t seem to have actively asked questions or researched facts for themselves, instead relied on jaded and agenda-driving bodies to make decisions for them….even down to their emotions and physical actions.  It’s also why CORONA BEER sales have taken a hit.

Yes. Really. People stopped buying beer because the Mexican beverage bares the same name.

 

I don’t hoard, but I don’t run out of staples. As an ex prepper-type who has since relaxed a little, I can tell you that your lack of foresight/ability to think “what if?” will bring stress later. Do it within reason, and you will be okay. It will avoid dumb shit like the following pics I took at shops the last few days. Just seeing it makes me shake my head. What about people on a limited income who have to wait until pay day to buy their shopping? This isn’t a good look, Australia!~

The people who crazily ran around buying all of this up GET THE SAME VOTE AS YOU. (LOL! in fact it’s mandatory here!)They walk among you, so easily swayed by the media and hysteria they lose their minds. Some of them are responsible for teaching your children. It makes me laugh, but it’s sad they couldn’t just research possible mortality rates themselves, only heard a careless soundbite on the radio. It’s actually frightening…what could these people do if the situation really does become like they’re saying? What if there is actually a fast-transmitted virus either engineered by a lab or other and it does have people dropping dead left, right and centre?

This hysteria will have people commit murder over a dunny roll!(<–written 2nd march, UPDATE: REVISING THIS POST 4/March/2020 – the following was in my newsfeed.)

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-8072347/Horror-Woolworths-shopper-pulls-KNIFE-near-toilet-paper-aisle.html

++Also worth mentioning,++ 

*people are selling toilet paper for $1000 on Gumtree (-like Kajiji) source; received screen shots and seen news articles.

*people are stampeding as soon as the roller shutters are up at the stores. source: witnessed first hand and told by a family member.

*Managers contemplating bag checks to see if anyone has stolen toilet paper from the bathrooms – source: firsthand overheard at slave gig.

*Anti bacterial soaps replacing regular stuff in the shared bathrooms at work places- slave gig, pic –>

*People are stealing toilet paper from hospitals. (source; facebook friends who work in the industry)

 

 

…Where did all these sold out products go anyway? There have been many past articles about baby formula in Australia being bought out and sent to other countries. Are local citizens even the ones reaping the benefits of these items? Why is there only one other language besides English on the sold out stickers? Food for thought.

I also think about what it means for the government and Powers that Be. We’re all aware laws are changed after a major tragedy/scare with the tragedy used to justify it…and you’re a bad person if you dare question it. (Think intricacies of the Patriot Act and 9/11)  They encroach evermore on freedoms, sometimes without us even realising or with a lot of regular people justifying it. Don’t voice your opinion on social media because you actually get morons fighting for the state! It’s so disappointing. LOL

Will this hysteria be used to implement control over where we travel? Who can travel? Who can be let into sports stadiums? What ‘medicine’ we are mandated by a government to take no matter your potential allergies/risks associated with its components?

 

“A person could be hit with a control order which would include a range of measures, including:

• quarantining at home
• wearing protective equipment such as gowns or masks
• undergoing examination by health professionals
• giving samples for diagnosis
• forcing vaccinations or other treatments” —-found HERE

It doesn’t bode well when there’s a large contingent of idiots freaking out and wanting someone to tell them what to do.

 

And let’s not forget this old chestnut:

The move and reasoning towards a totally cashless society where all purchases are tracked…It’s always been on the agenda, just look at the articles documenting a change in rules regarding cash payments $10,000 and over. Ever scrounged together all your birthday money, withdrawn some savings, borrowed money from a parent to pay for a car or other large item? Well, now the authorities want to know where every cent came from digitally or you will be prosecuted. (ARTICLE HERE)

When something on a global scale happens and takes over the media/culture…we need to look at who benefits.

 

The following is not a survival gear list etc, just some stuff I personally don’t run out of in my household/daily life without there being a weird “threat”.

I aM heLpiNg You hUmaN.  ((Feel free to add some to it on here or Facebook.))

*Water – bottles/kegs/jugs/ if you don’t consume tap water (my country has Fluorosilicic acid mixed in so I haven’t drunk it in decades.)

*Toilet paper

*Cooking oil/whichever one you use.

*Dishwashing liquid

*Disinfectant/wipes etc

*Plastic wrap/aluminum foil

*Pasta. Pasta is cheap AF and can be used and stored for a long time if you can’t get to a shop/too sick to drive.

*Sanitary items/menstrual cups/condoms etc.

*Bathroom items/spare toothbrush/toothpaste.

*Bandaids/first aid stuff

*Batteries

 

How do you come up with your own list?

You ask yourself this: if I run out of this thing while using it, is it going to ruin the recipe? Will it cause great inconvenience? Will I have to change my whole plan because this item has gone? If the answer is yes, sometimes you have to get two!

 

 

TLDR:

*It doesn’t hurt to have hand sanitizer/wipes anyway, and you should.

*The media are mostly pushing agenda and usually the stories and phrasing etc come from the same source

*Use discernment/research for yourself, and don’t panic.

*You probably should have some staples in your house so you don’t panic-buy and clear out shelves like a crazy person.

*Quit the hysteria over the Corona Virus. It’s pissing me off. K thx.

I’m staying off social media news feeds after all this!

 

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