Well, all righty!!

First, I have to confess that today is a beautiful day here in Crazeysburg. Sunny; not too hot, not too cold. A perfect day for raking autumn leaves, just like the ones that fell from my 100-year-old, multi-limbed silver maple tree in one gigantic thwump the other day, onto my front sidewalk and tree-lawn.

As sad as it is for me to have to break my sacred “no-raking” policy, it’s kinda looking like I might have to at least make an effort today to get those leaves raked up.  Because it is really just ludicrous, the amount of leaves out there today. And I know that my neighbors are seriously not interested in having any more of my many leaves blown onto their lawns.

So I will at least make an effort to get most of them. Actually, it’ll be nice to be outside today. Plenty of good-looking road-construction workers are still running hither & yon on Basin Street. (It’s actually beginning to look like they will never be finished with whatever the heck it is they’re doing — besides tearing up the street, I mean.)

Okay. Well. I have joined Parler, although I can’t imagine I’m ever going to post anything. For now, I’m just following others. You can subscribe to me if you want to, @Marilynjayelewis. But I honestly don’t know if I will ever post anything. Even though I quit twitter, it was only as a protest to censorship. I rarely ever used it.

It’s interesting to note, though, that since so many people are abandoning twitter in protest and joining Parler, now the mainstream media is of course trying to discredit Parler.

Honestly, it’s not funny — how deeply the censorship, misinformation, and lies are multiplying in the mainstream media now.  It’s kind of scary. Even though I have access to non-mainstream media (tons of it), and I know that more and more people are flocking to it as well, there are still a bunch of Americans who seem to be sticking with the mainstream, who are really going to be in sad psychological shape when/if the riots hit again, worse than it was this past summer.

Although I did notice last evening that a die-hard Biden supporter one block over finally took down her Biden sign…

And along those lines…

The non-mainstream media has been warning that as soon as it looks like Big Media can’t hide the election fraud any longer, they will turn the focus to COVID and make it seem as if it is out of control again.

So it’s funny, how that exact scenario is in fact playing out. Suddenly. COVID is off the charts again, the world over. But what’s interesting, is, if you have a chance to talk to the actual nurses in the hospitals — how many people are at first testing positive for COVID, through the “quick” test. But when they get the more complicated test, they test negative — but only the positive results are getting reported.  Not the negatives that undo the positives.

This is word-of-mouth from actual local nurses here, on the front lines. So now the “massive” new numbers are seriously under suspicion.

(I also know one person here in Ohio whose husband died from congestive heart failure but on his death record the hospital listed his cause of death as COVID. She is fighting to have that removed from his death record, because he did not have COVID and did not die from it. But should we be multiplying that one instance by perhaps many others????)

But in keeping with the onset of “Operation COVID Panic” (my fun words for it!), the Governor of Ohio had a press conference last night, saying that COVID was out of control here in Ohio and that if we didn’t want to go into lockdown again, we all have to wear our masks and practice social distancing and not have visitors over for Thanksgiving…

And then come January, all will be well because our beloved Pfizer has a vaccine for all of us!! Yippee ki yi yay!! (He didn’t say it quite like that but almost…)

(Did you hear that the CEO of Pfizer, the very same CEO that withheld news of the vaccine until after the election, sold 62% of his stake in Pfizer as soon as the vaccine was announced? Speculation is that he did that because he doesn’t really think the vaccine is what’s going to be needed to end the “pandemic.”  That the pandemic is going to take care of itself once the pandemic is not needed anymore — I think that’s spelled B-I-D-E-N.)

That is not my own speculation — however, it is indeed only speculation. So don’t quote me or anything, Just ponder it.

Well, okay.

Yesterday, Nick Cave sent out a Red Hand File about the story behind his very expensive pornographic wallpaper and about how much he loves to have sex with his wife! So you might feel like perusing it here.

The rehearsals of the staged reading of my play, Tell My Bones, continue and I am so grateful to all the actors who have gotten onboard and who are really putting their hearts into this play at breakneck speed. I cannot really tell you just how much it means to me.

I really really hope you’ll all RSVP (for free!!) to watch the streamed event on Sunday evening, November 22nd. (RSVP here)

Other than that, my world has been Bongino and X22Report.  Bongino makes me feel giddy. X22Report makes me feel astounded. Their posts from last night are linked below, for you’re viewing pleasure.

Meanwhile, have a lovely Wednesday, wherever you are in the world!! Thanks for visiting, gang. I love you guys. See ya.

“Positively 4th Street”

You got a lotta nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down you just stood there grinning
You got a lotta nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on the side that’s winning

You say I let you down
You know it’s not like that
If you’re so hurt why then don’t you show it
You say you lost your faith
But that’s not where it’s at
You had no faith to lose and you know it

I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd you’re in with
Do you take me for such a fool
To think I’d make contact
With the one who tries to hide what he don’t know to begin with

You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say, “How are you? Good luck”
But you don’t mean it
When you know as well as me
You’d rather see me paralyzed
Why don’t you just come out once and scream it

No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief perhaps I’d rob them
And now I know you’re dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don’t you understand it’s not my problem

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment I could be you
Yes I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You’d know what a drag it is to see you

© 1965 Bob Dylan