Thanks, weather gods.
Trying for a little positivity amid the unvarnished hell.
The weather gods have been the only source of MERCY for ordinary people here.
This spring was a bit stormier than usual, but no major windstorms. Best of all, the thunderstorms were
PERFECTLY TIMED to wash out the "racism" rioters. Three weekends in a row they tried to get a riot going and got drenched.
This summer has been strictly normal. Lots of 70s and 80s, two weeks of 90s, two days of 100s. The 90s broke today with a soft rain, no windstorm.
Lots of sun, lots of good walking weather, and I've been taking full advantage of it. When the Suicide Masks were required in stores and buses, I changed my store trip patterns to minimize Time Under Suicide Mask and maximize walking. I've got TUSM down to exactly 24 minutes per week (from original 90), and walking up to about 12 miles a week (from previous 7).
Walking burns off anger and futility, provides a nice tan, builds up endurance and neurons, and incidentally sheds a bit of weight where it counts.
THANKS, WEATHER GODS.Labels: #bluelivesmatter, Emersonian justice, Equipoise