Went to Aldi’s yesterday. All the clerks, and about 90% of shoppers there, were masked. (Not me.) The percentage — as the plandemic supposedly wears down and the suddenly manufactured race war heats up — increased, over my visit to Aldi’s a week ago, when maybe 20% of folks were in masks. Huh? What gives? Wouldn’t you think that easing of restrictions (Bloomington Indiana is now in “phase 3”) would ease the fear virus?
Check out Ben Garrison’s “Mask of Submission.” And see his commentary, too.
This mask matter wouldn’t be so damn serious, except that it seems to be one step along the way to the attemptd total globalist lockdown forever.
P.S. I realize my Aldi story, with its “evidence,” is purely anecdotal, based on exactly two visits to the same store one week apart. Who knows? The time of day of my visits may have been a factor as well. The point is, we can find just about anything to buttress any argument we might make for any position we might take. Rather than trying to convince others, I keep keep telling myself to just live my life, show the way forward, by, in this case, NOT wearing a mask.
One piece of good news, however, again anecdotal: I was in the IU Credit Union, on the first day after customers were allowed back in (I had never gotten used to standing in line on foot with my puppy at the car drive-in alternative over those two months). But to get in the door I had to get by the guardian of the gate, an employee sitting at a table under an obviously new tent. As soon as he saw me coming, he put his mask back on. I came up, and said breezily, “I don’t have to wear a mask, do I?” And he hastily, and in a very friendly manner, assured me, “No, No.”
I went inside, needed to have a session with one of the bank folks. Went to one of the cubicles, and saw that they had put up plexiglass over the desk. Okay. He came in, without mask, and we carried out our business, which took about 20 minutes, with him going back and forth to the regular tellers on the other side of the big room. Okay. Done!
I turned around to go. All four of the tellers (two masked, two not) on the other side of the room suddenly yelled out, “Hi Ann!”
What a great feeling, to not only be recognized, but addressed, with exuberance.
Is this what “Lockdown” has spawned? If so, BRING IT ON!
P.S. Went to Goodwill afterwards. Lots of people there (it’s been open a few days), and, except for clerks, hardly anyone with a mask, even though a sign in front requests customers to wear one.
Pockets of compliance. Pockets of resistance.