If we have become a risk averse culture, then what can we do to transcend this fear that limits us at the personal and social levels?

~~> CV-19 Thanksgiving Hangover

Two of my brothers and I got together in my small apartment to engage with each other in our typically slap-ass jocularity and general fooling around I put together a condensed version of a more traditional Burgwin family “Turkey Day” that has become a ghosty memory in the absence of both parents and the evolution of our youngest brother who is three years into a deeper lonerness in his well-equipped van in Nomadland AZ. When he began going south for the winter, he took our annual Thanksgiving gatherings with him.

Occasionally, over the course of my adult life, I have found myself thinking about pondering references in books and movies about the agony of brother fighting against brother in the US Civil War. I did not fully comprehend or grok such a lose-lose tragedy until yesterday’s eight hours of mostly memories and general shared commiseration about growing old in a world gone completely “bat shit crazy.”

The three of us did not use that phrase, yesterday, nor are we inclined, generally, to use such grandiose, judgmental expressions. Our conversations and familial jive limits itself to some “fucks”, mostly from me But then we all know how varied are the meanings and applications of “fuck.”

So, the Civil War.

I am an antivax truther much the same way that I am an antiwar, anti-imperialism, anti-bully / dominance, anti-unregulated capitalism, anti-totalitarianism, anti-feudalism, anti-torture … anti-name-calling, anti-censorship. Just so’s ya know.

Yeah, that’s a lot of “antis” which fits my contrarian disposition when it comes to all things authoritarian. My parents did not teach me to QUESTION AUTHORITY. I suspect it is a mutation of being taught by mitosis to be critical and judgmental of others in lieu of applying all of that family fostered know-it-allness back in the day.

And the crashing into the truths, hidden by the mainstream media of that time (until Cronkite finally exposed the truth about the lies being promoted by the government using MSM as a tool like a carpenter would use a hammer.

BOOM

All three of my younger brothers have been jabbed. Each of them has done so for reasons that say as much about their personalities and held beliefs about their places in this world, as does my jab-refusal says about me.

So, the three of us were having a good old time as we always do. We had avoided talking about CV-19 until shortly before they returned to their homes. To be sure, it was not the first time that my second brother and my conspiratorial / heretical views.

However, this was the first time that the full implications of our disagreement manifested when, after getting through the “I dont believe any of that shit” phase triggered by my offering to show him Bobby Kennedy’s new book, his voice and energetics elevated and he blurted out that vaccines should be mandated!

At that moment, I realized that if vaccine mandates become the line in the sand that forces us all to take sides in what looks to be a violent battle between two incompatible worldviews, my brother and I will be trying to kill each other.

While, at the same time, loving and wanting the best for each other

~~> The Price of Gasoline in Newport, Oregon

November 25, 2021

$3.15 – 3.45

~~> Darkhorse: It is better to live on one’s feet, than die on one’s knees.

~~> The Leadership Crisis has gone mad

NOTE: Many <~~> most of ouor leaders are singing the Build Back Better song as prescribed by the WEF in their Great Reset to centralized global totalitarianism.

If they were willing to kill over 57,000 young Americans and well over 1-million Vietnamese people and hundreds of thousands of Iraqi people and and and then what is the likelihood that THEY are willing to “sacrifice” millions of people for the greater good, which is to say for the billionaire class and its essential supporting cast.