Fri Jan 30 2026 - Friday at Last.
Friday at Last.

I read yesterday's entry and wondered what kind of raving lunatic wrote it. I write to purge it out of my head, and sometimes it just comes out in multiple waves of vomit I guess.

I slept until 6 this morning! I still feel tired though, I guess from the stress. Our bodies are not bult to operate with this level of stress on a sustained basis.

There is no easing of the occupation, contrary to what is being written and said. Any 'easing' comes with demands: turn over the voter rolls. Use your local police to assist us. (Because 4000 armed, masked, camo'd thugs isn't enough.) Just a reminder that the entire Mpls/St Paul police force combined is a quarter of that number. Just a reminder that this is NOT about immigration enforcement. This IS about controlling the midterm elections. Just yesterday, this is what school children had to see creeping outside their building:

A food shelf volunteer was taken away despite showing his papers.

The undocumented white immigrants (Ukrainian, Russian, etc) walk free and with no worries.

And since I am too lazy to type the rest of the news, I am posting this rundown of just a sampling of the violations by the thugs and gangsters:

In other news, on my walk this morning I found an ID (not a driver's license) for what was obviously an immigrant, lying in the street. Makes me wonder if this is a new tactic: pick up legal immigrants and toss their ID out the window. It just so happened that local police was parked in a nearby lot, so I turned it in.

All morning yesterday I thought it was Friday. Boy was I disappointed at 1pm when I realized it was only Thursday. Had a slew of Boston procrastinators and expect more this morning. The last day of the month is always the worst for me and where the true procrastinators shine. I just keep repeating to myself "Lack of planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part."

Another economic strike today which means another no taco friday night as had been our habit. Friday has always been my no cook day. Used to call it frozen food Friday, but honey won't eat frozen dinners anymore unless I buy the ones with two days of sodium. Which I won't do.

I wish it would warm to at least the 20s. I'm tired of waking to 0 or below and walking in two top layers,my parka and balaclava and pair of gloves inside mittens, long underwear, fleece pants and wind pants. It's exhausting just writing that!


Comments (2)

So you know, I really enjoy reading your thoughts of the day. I don’t feel alone when I feel politically inclined and motivated or concerned. My mom is very serious about politics as well and when I have a concern, we can talk through it. My dad, on the other hand, finds talking about politics not easy to talk about. Politics can affect people differently. That is what makes us individuals and unique I guess. It is even very difficult when people don’t share the same views as yourself, too.

Thank you for your comments. I wish your dad could view what is happening today as a loss of human rights and decency issue at this point, instead of a political issue, but these older guys get stuck in their ways. I think anyone who calls themselves a christian should be speaking out loudly about how wrong it is for humans to be treated as though they are rabid animals.

 
 
 
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