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Now, I know my radical christian friends actually think Dear leader is a man of faith, but for those gobsmacked by his recent theatrics in front of the church don’t miss Sarah Cooper’s take on his thinking. Anywhere on social media.

Isn’t there even a single mature person in the WH that can tell him he’s doing really stupid things?

PT Opening

Port Townsend opened up today. Retail is open, with limits, and restaurants have severe limits. The idea is to not attract tourists into a tourist town. Most important was my barber shop was open and I made an appointment for next week.

There were sails on the bay today, something I haven’t seen this year. It was tough to find a parking place downtown.

The Port called me to cancel my reservation at the RV park on Point Hudson, which I expected because camping is not allowed yet. That was OK because I had the reservation to see the Race To Alaska. R2AK was cancelled this year. You see, there was something about Americans bringing a deadly disease into the First Nations as the racers put into their towns and villages. Oh, and Canada.

Watching the bizarre performance put on by Dear Leader today was excruciating. Don’t we have a constitutional amendment to deal with situations like this?

1999

I lived and worked in downtown Seattle during the WTO meeting and riots, and know the history quite well.

As I write this I’m watching the riot grow in Seattle. I can tell you what will happen for the next few days. They are starting in the same spot and breaking the same windows as they did in 1999.

Seattle took a lot of lessons from that experience. One was to not let the police try to win. They can’t, they are grossly outnumbered. So far tonight the cops are hanging back watching their cars burn up.

And the protestors are wearing masks and practicing social distancing (well, those two guys busting out the door to Nordstrom’s were kinda close), and carrying umbrellas because it’s wet right now. It’s Seattle.

It’s going to be long night…

Promises made

I know I said I’d write more often, and every morning I wake up intending to write about what I’m doing or current events. And then the day proceeds in yet another surprising way and I end up completely confused again.

It’s been that way since April 1, every effin day. Every day I think things should calm down a bit, and then comes more bullshit. Please Dear Leader, shut the fuck up.

Meanwhile, our county is opening up a bit as it hasn’t had any new cases for a month. We can’t open restaurants and such until neighboring counties qualify under state rules, but barbers can open. Right now I look like it’s 1969. And as I watch the demonstrations, it feels like it, too…

The Times We Are In

All things considered I’m in pretty good shape. I’m parked on my leased lot at the Escapee Cooperative in Chimacum, close to family way over there in Seattle, and it’s nearly impossible to spend money around here.

My days are spent reading, playing video games, listening to the radio, messing around on the internet, and I added cable TV to the mix. I haven’t watched TV for many years (except major sporting events) and am discovering what others have been talking about. I knew that the coming months were going to be quite interesting on the news front and figured I needed the access to more ideas. Sports would sure be nice.

Unfortunately that exposes me to the lies and bullshit that dribbles from the mouth of Dear Leader, making the present situation far worse than it needs to be. His detachment from reality is breathtaking at times. Most times.

The local community is doing quite well with effective leadership, transparency, and accuracy. They’re making great decisions about how to navigate this mess, and we have had minimal virus cases and deaths.

My family gets together in a Zoom meeting regularly which is better than nothing, but travel between the big city and rural Olympic Peninsula is not a good idea. Port Townsend is a popular tourist destination for those seeking to escape the urban environment, and it hurts the economy a lot to keep the attractions closed, but it’s commonly believed the drawbacks are worth it.

Since I wrote last I was in search of a haircut. I still am.

I’ll try to write more in the future.

Chimacum

I drove 8 hours straight from Bandon to Chimacum, got parked and am now wondering how long I’ll be here. The Escapee park is closed to travelers, open only to leaseholders. The buildings are locked up so there’s little chance of contact with other people.

Downtown Port Townsend looks like a scene from Twilight Zone: A perfectly set-up tourist town ready to go but without a person or vehicle in sight. The grocery store was about usual, except for a load of new employees. At the Port, the Alaskan fishing fleet is in for seasonal maintenance and seems to be normal. This is not a cruising time of year but the Port is not taking transient moorage requests.

I gave up on even trying for a haircut, but I am on the search for a laundry. And who knows what other obstacles lies ahead….

Stopped in Bandon

Getting hung up on the Oregon Coast is actually a privilege.

I can get to Chimacum in one day, which means the truck in “D” for 8 hours. Or I can find pull-offs for sleep in truck stops or Walmarts or the like. I want to do neither in a rain storm.

The next rain break looks to be Wednesday, so I signed up to stay here until then.

This is a super RV park. I’ve jacked them around all week as I changed plans almost every day since I showed up. You can’t get into an RV park right now, but you can stay put. With everything closed, Bandon itself is not fun, and I find take-out seafood disappointing. Few other choices exist for entertainment here.

Reading and video games and listening to the rain on the roof….

Hung up

My plan was to “do” the Oregon coast at favorite stopping places, but now everything is closed, including RV parks. The state parks are closed, leaving no place to put an RV safely.

So I signed on for a couple more days at the RV park I’m in to see what happens next. Things change by the hour.

I want to do 101, but if necessary I can bail and head to I-5, and do the truckstop thing back to Chimacum. I’ll decide in a day or two.

Bandon, OR

It’s a rain event for a few days then I’ll move northward.

I’m bored. Bandon is slow this time of year in the best of times, but now the place is dead. It’s a bummer not to be able to get fish and chips and sit wharfside watching sea gulls.

Luckily I have a rather dense history book (Catherine the Great) which is perfect for killing time. Unluckily a video game I had didn’t appeal to me, so I need to download another one

So I’m moving on the good days, and sitting out the weather as needed.

Crescent City, CA

One night here, then to Bandon, OR for a few nights to wait out a rain event. I’m trying to pick up my pace a bit to get to the peninsula sooner.

Not many people around. Yesterday I went to Murphy’s market in Arcata to get a few things and it was very slow. Their schtick was singing: all the employees, shelf stockers, butchers, deli, were singing as they worked. Then, the checkers were telling jokes.

One thing to be done right now is the media needs to quit publicizing Dear Leader’s bullshit. He doesn’t have the intelligence to understand the subject matter, and takes in information from conspiracy freaks and not folk that know better. The damage he is doing is stunning.