Tiny signs of spring?
5/20: I've been keeping track of positive REAL developments in this item, originally dated 4/24. Simultaneously I've been tracking the infinitely evil ABSTRACTIONS of the psychopaths and holocausters. For my own EQUIPOISE, I'm going to keep the REAL stuff closer to the top of the blog so I can see it and remember it better. Real normalcy and abstract evil are moving farther apart, and the chance of a total return to REAL clampdown seems small but not zero.
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4/24: Street traffic indicates that Spokane is returning to normal fairly fast, despite the ongoing tyranny from Inslee. In the first week of the siege, every day was Christmas. Then traffic was about 1/3 normal for several weeks. Last week about 1/2 normal. Today for the first time traffic is
indistinguishable from normal. If I hadn't been consciously watching, I wouldn't notice anything unusual.
Traffic in business parking lots is also approaching normal. A tax service in a NW Blvd strip mall is typically open by appointment most of the year, and open to public during March and April. This year it didn't open in March, so I figured it was killed by the siege. A couple days ago it opened with a flourish and a poster, and cleaned up the rest of the strip mall. (The rest of the mall has been vacant for a while, not a siege casualty.) Customers are in the office today.
4/30: This week street traffic is absolutely normal, maybe even above normal. Bus passenger count is returning to normal. At some point the bus system will have to give up the Security Theater, will have to "follow the science", now that "the science" has EastasiaEurasiad. Nobody will ever admit that the whole pile of carcasses was the most monumental and murderous and holocaustal fraud in all histories of all conceivable universes. I just want them to STOP the fucking war.
5/8: Traffic still normal and fast. A lot of the traffic is heavy construction vehicles, which gives me a microsmidgen of optimism. Contractors are connected to the chickenshit city "government", so they probably know something that isn't coming out in public yet. Still no panic or masks in the neighborhood, kids still playing outside. I LOVE THIS NEIGHBORHOOD. Choosing to live here was the ONLY wise decision I've ever made. Another tiny positive change: The mobile dog groomer lady who normally spends Friday morning with a neighbor's poodles was absent for two months. This morning she's back.
5/18: After two weeks of constant, another definite increase in traffic, another increase in bus passengers, a slight decrease in visible Security Theater.
5/20:
Beggars are back. This doesn't match the 1933 cheerfulness of
BEER'S BACK! but it's a useful measurement. The sign-carrying dudes are on street corners, and I got sparechanged at the bus stop. I gave cheerfully if not beerfully. Beggars are good judges of market conditions. They've figured out that people in cars are willing to open their windows again, and people at bus stops are willing to touch hands again.
5/22: Two major decreases in Security Theater. I won't specify them because I don't want to cause trouble for the decreasers if they're 'unofficial'. One of them is probably 'official'.... Later: Apparently both are official, because the city "entered Phase 2" today. It's a meaningful change. Basically all businesses are now able to open, with restrictions on some. I'm surprised. I really didn't think Holocauster Inslee would EVER say Yes to a request. Now that he has said Yes, he'll have a hard time reversing the change, but I'm sure he'll find a way. Psychopathic thrill killers always find a way to create MAXIMUM CARNAGE.
5/27: I've already written an
appreciation for the local cops who are trying to maintain civilization. I'll add an appreciation for the bus drivers who are doing the same, despite the satanic efforts of the holocaust accomplices who infest the upper levels of the city dysgovernment. The managers are placing the front-line employees in an EXTREMELY DIFFICULT position, and the front-line employees are handling it heroically.
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