I don’t know about you, but I’m getting ready for the next lock-down and more remote work

I don’t know about you, but I’m getting ready for the next lock-down and more remote work. πŸ‘Ύ

I have decided not to buy a large block of smartphone time/data, but going month to month because I am not sure when the next time things will shutdown due to COVID-19. While the numbers look pretty low in New York City, one can’t look at other parts of state without some alarm. Most of the high positivity levels are buffeted by the fact that most of the people ending up in the hospitals now are either unvaccinated (which most of the public shrugged and says sucks to be them), or are very elderly and frail, and as the public thinks, probably would have died anyways should they have had a strong gust of winter’s wind push them over while walking outside with their walkers. If not the flu. Old people die to make up for all punk kids who are being born.

Will the politicians close things down now that COVID-19 levels are spiking in Upstate? Probably not, because they see how much economic damage shutdowns cause, and the populous anger that it stirs up, especially among the already aggrieved businessman who feel like they already spend too much money complying with government mandates. I’m watching to see if Buffalo burns with the shit going down there in the coming weeks. Instead, politicians will prefer to step up the mask mandate game or vaccination card-check at bars and restaurants. Despite what the crazy conservative posters suggest on social media, I doubt they’ll be checking cards at grocery stores or gas stations, as people got to eat and buy fuel, and Mr. Patel behind store counter probably doesn’t want his more of his teeth busted out by angry burly-white men who just want $100 in over-priced gas to fill up their big pickup truck and they ain’t going to show their government papers. Plus, I doubt many people will be excited about just the government printing more cash to give out as welfare payments, with the inflationary times we live in. 

But who knows how bad things will get. We are certainly getting mixed signals about Omricon strain, but maybe it’s because the government workers who study such things don’t really understand how bad it is as the cases are fairly limited right now. But it’s silly to pretend it won’t escape the poor colored communities in Africa, and won’t come roaring across America to every little hick town that smells like cow shit and every big city. It might be necessarily to go back to way things were last winter, and I’ll need the data on my phone, as at this point I have zero plans to get internet at home, plus I want the flexibility if it’s nice to head out of town and work up from the woods where after a stressful day, I can have a roaring fire, eat off styrofoam plates and burn shit. I know it’s winter with a ton of snow up north, but we could have another spring like last year, phoning it from along Sacandaga River in Speculator which was my office for a good portion of pandemic.

I haven’t gotten my booster shot, even though I’ve been eligible since late October as a public-facing worker. Why not? Mainly because I’m hardly excited about getting injected more of a toxic substance in my body when it’s not absolutely necessary. Plus I’ve heard people have had some pretty bad reactions to the booster shot, which wear off after a day or two of misery. I guess it beats though getting the COVID. Maybe I should think about getting it before the rush is back on for boosters, and the supply disappears like so many things this year. I think I’d rather be cranky for a few hours then end up dealing with all that hospital shit.

Big Red at Powley Place

Hey, for the trip to here from Albany and back, I averaged 19.3 miles per gallon, including spending 22 miles on dirt road, stopping to take pictures, and not taking expressways except for a short section of Thruway between Albany and Schenecady. I was very impressed with Big Red.

Taken on Saturday November 12, 2011 at Piseco-Powley Road.

The Guilt Eraser

The Guilt Eraser

8/25/21 by Parsons Healthy Materials Lab

Web player: https://podcastaddict.com/episode/127581963
Episode: https://www.buzzsprout.com/695296/9079778-the-guilt-eraser.mp3

The nation’s first plastic bag ban in Suffolk County, NY set off panic in the plastics industry. How did industry create the myth of recycling and squash potential bag bans?

We speak to Assemblyman Steve Englebright, who sponsored the bag ban in 1988, about the decades long fight to ban plastic bags in Suffolk County and the tactics used by the plastic industry to thwart these bans. Plus, Kara Napolitano from SIMS Municipal Recycling Facility in Brooklyn offers us a new way to think about plastics recycling.