This time I got more sleep, and got up fairly early to drink coffee outside with Loucious. This morning two big purple poppies were blooming, with more on the way. I planted the red nonstop begonia in a patio bed.
It’s very quiet here. I think the kids are sleeping off the long school year.
E and I had a very unsettling experience while picking up a bike from a guy. The whole conversation (more of a monologue) was getting into suspicious territory, when he came out with something I’ve only heard of and read about, never actually met a spewer of this delusional conspiracy crap.
He claimed he knew that teachers and parents were forcing kids to become trans and have surgery, and trans kids were assaulting cis kids in bathrooms, because of all the “new” trends. E and I froze. It was time to wrap things up and go, before one of us said or did something to legitimize his prejudices. The irony! He never guessed whom he was talking to!
We were so rattled and angry on the way home, it led to us being able to talk about it, which was the one good thing (plus a good old Schwinn) to come out of the transaction.
It’s like an obscenity when you encounter a seemingly intelligent person who actually believes this twisted version of “reality”. It was disturbing. My mind feels violated. I know E wanted to punch his face in! Instead, I threw the head of romaine lettuce from his garden next to our driveway! Tainted!
I know, welcome to nothing new in this country. They find marginalized victims to blame because the depravity and perversion is in them. Our country is built and maintained on it. But it’s one thing to know of it playing out in places like Jeff City and affecting our lives, and another to have it shoved in our face in that conspiratorial knowing tone full of lies about “those people”. The people we are and love. It’s an assault.
Time for some more flower power.
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