Tea With Me: 22nd March, 2020. Sunday
Lung Rabies Blues
So a week ago today I noted the number of confirmed cases in America after two days of minimally available testing had gone from a handful to 1000+ on the 14th of March to the 15th, a week ago today, we were clocking 3000+. Today that number is 26,000+ up 7000+ since Friday. People, this rise in numbers is not because Lung Rabies has in the last 10 days suddenly arrived in the land of MAGA. Its because MAGA’s Idiot Leader could not keep denying the need to facilitate its visibility and get us tested.
Rand Paul has test positive for Lung Rabies. He has been in the Seante chamber this last week. He chose to test out of duty given how much he has traveled. He is what is known as asymptomatic. He feels fine. But he has spread it.
How many of us have? Without the list of ails, so many of us are shadowed with it. And spreading it, have spread it. For how long?
Don’t we want to know who has it and does not fall? And why?
To me, the non scientist observer, that is the path to some ray of Light.
Its here. It has been here. We now know it. Its not a hoax.
Like all diseases do, its thriving on our hidden vulnerabilities. This one is just Nature’s newest predator and we all seem to be its prey. Its smarter than its predecessors, as evidenced in its knock down tally.
We are being hunted. We are its prey.
I am looking at my constant buzz of Rage.
Rage. Why do we have the capacity for Rage?
Its what kicks in for me when I feel helpless. Its a primal response to that which seems threatening and, Boy, does this Lung Rabies feel threatening.
The threat is not just its physical arrival in our bodies and the journey through us as it fucks or doesn’t with our tissue.
It threatens money, job, food, home, how we emotionally shore ourselves by physicality. Its attack is seemingly everywhere.
Me, I come from Northern European DNA, half of which arrived in North America at a time when there was only threat.
My capacity for Rage is large and strong. Amazon level. My rich DNA inheritance has within it that which gave my ancestors tools to, when reason failed, to fight to death that which threatened, and the constitutions to survive the ancient plagues.
My Warrior is awake and wants the fight.
So I reach for word swords.
I am sorry for the Rage, for those of you who visit here. There is a Season for the Peaceful Light and there is a Season for the Sword Light.
For whatever that is worth.
We have an Idiot on his Throne. Did you know that Barack and Co had a Pandemic Department loaded up and ready for this Moment? They taught the Idiot and His Crew all about how to use it. And what did Idiot and His Wind decide to do? He axed it right away.
Yes, my Rage Warrior has her Verbal Sights locked and loaded on the MAGA IDIOT KING.
Tea is Black and Creamed.
Ta.
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