Chinks in our Armor

At the time, I lived in the People’s Republic of California: a relatively repressive police state vis à vis Covid. My life was minimally affected. I documented much of that 2020-2021 period in photos so I wouldn’t have to rely on memory.

There was a fair amount of spontaneous civil disobedience and circumvention of the rules. We continued our “essential” work, though we weren’t that busy to be honest. I continued my morning breakfast out routine, though it sometimes required walking over to the park adjacent to the restaurant. Sometimes, it was a friendly restaurateur who would serve me in a secluded patio.

The sidewalk along the beach was closed. See how effective that was? (May 4, 2020)


My neighborhood had a block party. (May 8, 2020)

The beach was closed but not to the intrepid protesters, my neighbors (July 4, 2020).


Our oppressors closed the strand but the people opened it (also July 4)

We made fun of Gavin Newsom and his dinner at the French Laundry. (November 28, 2020)


Since rural California counties and Arizona were less restrictive, I spent time there. The Grand Canyon was open and still Grand. The lodge on the South Rim, where I enjoyed a fine dinner after a hike down to Indian Garden and back, had a lovely Christmas tree. (Dec 2, 2020).

On my way back, I encountered pack mules headed down. Note the mule driver was not wearing a mask.

I could go on, into 2021, but you get the picture. Those who wished to stay home, hiding under their beds, were free to do so. Everyone else was out having fun.

Heck no. This is a discussion board, is it not? If not, why are you here?

There is no valid social contract. The rule of law is a myth.

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