Jack of Harts

I read the recent Atlantic article calling for Pandemic Amnesty, for all of us “to forgive one another for what we did and said when we were in the dark about Covid.” The problem with that call is that there are those who knowingly lied to us and violated the laws. They were not in the dark. They violated the Nuremberg Code, designed to stop us from repeating literal Nazi practices. Some sent the sick to nursing homes to kill the elderly in job lots. Others demanded we stop giving medical treatments that worked. They shut down hospitals, businesses, schools, parks, and beaches. They demanded we take experimental injections and banned us from our livelihoods if we did not. Justice must stand, or amnesty will merely be permission to do all of it again.

I emptied another shelf at my house, and cleared another down to the point where it is a couple items from being able to break down as well. I also filled another box with some assorted Transformers that managed to evade my earlier packing routines. I have now emptied one of the long walls in my basement entirely, and moved everything I didn’t throw away into my mom’s basement. Other walls have been noticeably denuded as well, but I still have a lot to do. I need to get more progress on clearing my mom’s bedroom before I can really hit the next step of the move, though. There is nothing fast about moving a life’s worth of stuff into a house already filled by another person’s life.

Halloween is almost here, and Jasmine is swinging into action to deal with any bad old witches threatening to steal candy from all the good boys and girls out there. Trust me. Don’t mess with her. She will make you rue the day…