And it occurs to me that Don the Con's mouth, spewing lies and toxic fantasy in every direction, really is as dangerous as Hannibal Lecter's!
I'll need to take some more photos pretty soon. Visited a local ag type store this morning for animal feed and I was the only one wearing a mask. I felt sorry for the employees. I did not feel sorry for the rednecks. If they had children, I felt sorry for their children. I felt really sorry for the children at Jonestown. Not so much for the adults. Crazy times. Sick, sad, crazy.
Deserted places like this alley have a lot of appeal right now. Some more of these to post before I run out. Then I'll need to find another place free of human contagion.
Amazing things, right here in Lubbock, right here in the United States Of Jonestown! Yes! And you thought you lived in America. Well, it WAS America, but now it is Jonestown. Slurp up the poison. The DON commands it! And you dare not disobey.
At least this alley was probably a safe place to be. At least, there was nobody around me proclaiming that THE DON is God upon Earth, to be obeyed and followed and believed, without question, at all times! People like that are extremely dangerous. Once you've joined a cult, and let your brain get eaten, you're a human ticking time bomb. No telling what crazy shit you're likely to get up to.
Frankly, your God on Earth belongs in a straight jacket. In a high security ward for the criminally insane. Contained and restrained, like Hannibal Lecter. More of this nice, safe, sane, alley next time.
What is it that is so special about places like this!
Could it be-- this is where you find the utilities and infrastructure, such as these things are?
I do know, that in these alleys you find a lot of garbage. Plastic bags seem to be everywhere. I'm not finished with this particular alley.
Excursions like these are always quite interesting!
It would be nice if I could check out small towns around here again, but I don't think I'll ever be able to do that again. I have to be content with what I CAN do. Stuff like this is about the limit for me. And even then I'm dealing with sad memories.
Of course, this alley runs behind an old commercial strip. And there is not much of that left. So, I'll continue this next time.
Some severe storms last night, appropriate for the date, here in Lubbock, but no tornado. Just lots of much needed rain. And, as I expected, Putin's Russia is in second spot on the infection tally, trailing the USA but on track to catch up and perhaps exceed our cases.
Soon we will be in another interesting alley, where I took many photos.
Ah! We have arrived!
It was a place of many rich and varied sights!
I'll need to take some more photos pretty soon. Visited a local ag type store this morning for animal feed and I was the only one wearing a mask. I felt sorry for the employees. I did not feel sorry for the rednecks. If they had children, I felt sorry for their children. I felt really sorry for the children at Jonestown. Not so much for the adults. Crazy times. Sick, sad, crazy.
Deserted places like this alley have a lot of appeal right now. Some more of these to post before I run out. Then I'll need to find another place free of human contagion.
