Opus 2021-160: On the Street: Bullet Points

My son invited me to go to a gun show in San Antonio on Saturday.  In spite of the media watchdogs telling us to watch out for flash floods and not go anywhere unless fleeing for our lives, we drove down.  The parking lot was jammed and full of puddles but we made our way to the entrance.  Inside was crowded with courteous people.  The aisles were full of “excuse me’s” and “pardon me’s”.  Gun people tend to be polite.  

In spite of the atmosphere of liberty there were still about 20% of the people wearing masks.  I saw no shaming going on either way.  You were free to do as you chose.  The expressions of “live free or die,” “Molon labe,” and Texit were everywhere as well as Trump paraphernalia.  

And of course there were guns, plenty of guns.  I keep hearing about how the store shelves are stripped.  My son said that is because all these guys had bought them but that doesn’t work too well when you consider all the paperwork.  For you “gun show loophole” mouth-foamers, there were plenty of tables for filling out all the background check information.  And there was more ammo than last time we went.  Prices were still very high but the supply was there.  I didn’t see any prices I was willing to pay but for those who were desperate, there was lots available.  All I bought was some coffee and a handful of chocolate chip cookies.  

When we left we drove a few blocks to a Vietnamese place for some Pho.  They had a sign up saying we had to wear masks but we ignored the sign and they ignored the lack of masks.  I guess they knew there were other restaurants in town.  

Even the people of Texas are well trained in submission.  On Wednesday I stopped at a dollar store that had no sign requiring masks.  I watched and it looked to me like I was the only one without one.  So if you live in lock-down don’t feel like you are the only ones that have drunk the kool aid.  

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