Re: old, tired lies. they dont wash here at all.
Yeah, at times this situation has made me chuckle, but at other times, it's also brought me near to tears in sadness; a dichotomy.
Both parents are still alive, both are products of the depression era. The short and quick of this is that they were born and grew up in an era when there was a different breed of great satan in the white house, one who sold his people down the new deal river as a solution to "fix" the many terrible problems falling out from what had previously been a rigged economic collapse that we now refer to nostalgically as "the great depression". He was so slick in the many ways in which he infiltrated facism and tyranny into this country and into the books of it's very laws and system of education, all these years later mom and pop and most others of their age still alive, still regularly showing sings of being afflicted with the deeply engrained brainwashing that conditioned them to believe in such fairy tales that this particular great satan was a savoir to be revered as one of the greatest presidents of all time. This is just plain sad.
Two years ago there was a hyped flu-shot shortage in the pittbsurgh area that occured just prior to the election.....many have been conditioned to think of such as "co-incidence", but I now personally know and believe differently. Back then I was still 6 months short of unplugging the tv. On day 2 of the hype (this one had a fast fuse) I came home from work and flipped on the tube in time for the "local news hour", and as soon as they got into the "home town news" segment, there was a video of a local person, somewhere in their 70s, amidst a group of other "protestors" that had congregated at the local flu-shot sweatshop, with a camera and microphone conveniently stuck in their face, to which they said in no uncertain terms "if I don't get my damn flu shot, I'm calling my lawyer and suing!".
By a year ago, having moved out of the city and back to rural home life where the media often times does not focus as much of their establishment camera time and dollars on such hype, when the flu-shot shortage season came around (usually happens around November), I remember seeing dad leave the house one day with a lawn chair and sack lunch in his hands. I said to mom "where is he going? I thought today was a day off for him". She told me "oh, he doesn't work today, but he wants to be sure and get a good spot in the flu-shot line down at the grocery"..... so funny it makes me want to cry.