November 3rd could be the ignition point. I hope I’m wrong. The night of the election could be the final hit of the blasting cap before things could go KABOOM! All these past six months the tinderbox has been stuffed with covid/isolation/unemployment/face mask fistfights, etc. The political atmosphere is the fuse burning its way to election night. I hope I’m wrong. And I’m saying it could blow no matter who wins the presidency. If people are beating the crap out of each other over face masks in stores then it seems easy to connect the dots that on three November will be the Super Brawl. I thought mid-spring that by June 1st things might erupt if we weren’t starting to head back to normal but I guess government checks and more hope that by the end of summer things would be looking up. However, that has not happened and as you know much is the same as it was back in March with even more cancellations now flopping into 2021. I mean when you f..k with college football you know it’s serious. Halloween is toast at this point and your kids are going to be talking to Santa behind a plexiglass shield at this point and that’s if any malls are even open or in business at the end of the year. I always get melancholy this time of year, the lightning bugs are pretty much gone for the season and daylight is shrinking everyday and this year we have to wrap all this in a hard covid shell. As you may know I think this whole existence is a big joke and I have further evidence to back this up. The Supreme Being or whatever you believe is in control is sending an asteroid that will come very close to Earth on November 2nd right before the election. There’s only a small percentage chance it will hit our planet but you have to appreciate the theatre being thrown at us. To quote Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid when they were perched on the side of a cliff pinned down by a posse and their choices were to shoot it out or jump into the rapids below Sundance declared “I can’t swim” to which Butch laughed and replied “the fall will probably kill you.” And that ladies and gentlemen pretty much sums up 2020.
Gunga, galunga
Garry