Escaped Wage Slave: Bff Reports... 001 Escape* II

Friday, January 15, 2021

Bff Reports... 001 Escape* II

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Black-footed Ferret Reports:

Dispatch 1 from DumbFuck Nation, United States of Absurdia

I’m back. I tried to leave this insane asylum called California. I drove until I hit a wall. It was a thick wall of DumbFuckedness that I could not get through.

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Saturday, April 4, I had enough. I melted down and had to leave. I wasn’t thinking too clearly, I was terrified and had no one to share my fears. Very alone, I threw some clothes, water, and camping equipment in my van and headed out of town, to the desert, anywhere in the desert. I felt like an escaped con.

I wanted to social distance myself from those practicing social distancing by miles and miles. What a heartless, mean country we live in. Forced loneliness is now a national policy. Shunning is fully accepted and not thought of as inhumane. Where do the AA people go? Online? What a sad time we live in. My friend’s father died at age 92. A most well respected man, the town doctor for 50 years. A large family, close knit, has to view Grandpa’s remains behind glass or on a computer screen. How sick can it get, I’m afraid to ask.

I’m here to report the magic spell is set very, very deep into the American consciousness. Rational thought, common sense, thinking with cognition belongs only to a few. Obedience to authority, snitching, and fear rule the day. Get used to it, it’s going to get worse. The DumbFuckians (DFians) hold sway.

I drove all night quite distraught. I was leaving, not coming back. I was going to find people, someone, anyone who is human and a comfortable place to live with them. All I knew was the Governor snapped his fingers and 38 million people turned into thoughtless robots. I’m still searching. I got lost in the tangle of highways around Bakersfield and fell a little short of escape, near Barstow I pulled over and slept for a bit. I breezed through Needles about 5am, I got away but I certainly wasn’t free.

The first indication was turning the car radio on, immediately I hear the scare warnings delivered by the female Governor of Arizona. All the public health warnings are in a quivering, doom is on the horizon, female voice I have noticed. So, I didn’t intend to stay in AZ any more than necessary. I drove on, getting away from California wasn’t enough, obviously.

My first indication of real State power was contemplating the closing of Las Vegas. Where are the howling protests of the gamblers? They are supposed to be addicts. Given the 30 day dry out period given by the State, now they are all cured of their ’illness’. No more State dollars directed to their ‘recovery’. The billions of chump money uncollected by those casinos is just amazing.

I also came to understand God doesn’t want the casinos closed. He always wants to test you, and it does bring a certain amount of joy to the player. Only the devil wants to remove joy and relish in the pain. That’s the only entity that could close Las Vegas.

My next moment of the awesome power of the State of DumbFuck was the closing of the Grand Canyon. How do you close the Grand Canyon? People go there to get away from other people. Are you going to catch the bug at the Grand Canyon? It is as astounding as making a plant illegal. The DFians will put up with anything.

I drove on, angry, confused,… Dispatch 2 from Black footed-ferret in DumbFuck Nation soon.

first published April 17, 2020

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