This city is, if nothing else, a bastion of support for the Great Orange Emperor. We used to honor fallen soldiers here but that will stop, since the GOE has labeled fallen soldiers losers and suckers. Instead of planting flags on Memorial Day, the trumptards will be pissing on graves. I see a pilgrimage to Arlington Cemetery, to pee and crap on the graves there. "LOSERS! SUCKERS! The Great Orange Emperor despises you, and so do we! We think what the Great One thinks! The Great One is never wrong!" And how long will it be before the trumptards scribble graffiti on the Vietnam war memorial? LOSERS! SUCKERS! Publication of "Stars and Stripes" has ended, on orders of the Great Orange Emperor. Why put out a newspaper for LOSERS and SUCKERS? The trumptards know greatness when they smell it. To the rest of us, not in the cult, the greatness smells like shit, but to a trumptard it smells like ice cream.
Trumptards LOVE that ice cream!!
It makes sense, since they've got that "ice cream" for brains.
And the covid numbers are kicking up. Lots of cases now on the Tech campus. That was to be expected. Trumptards might be taken by surprise, or they might be screeching "fake news". But who cares what trumptards think? They don't think. They aren't into thinking. If they were capable of thinking they wouldn't be trumptards. So, more Lubbock...
Of course, a certain percentage of the trumptards are going to be rock-bottom scum of the earth racist garbage. And if they had better brains and better parenting, they wouldn't have become trumptards either. They probably see themselves as salt of the earth and in a certain sense that's true-- salted earth is typically dead and barren. But enough of that. More Lubbock.
What worries me: what happens when these infected/exposed college kids and school kids go home? Pass it on to mom and dad? And where does it go from there? Around and around it goes. Where it stops nobody knows. An old story. On the very useful John's Hopkins statistics site I watch with interest as cases climb in Israel. They've surpassed a number of their neighboring countries and the climb continues. The death toll as reported is so low in some countries, relative to total cases, it is obvious that data is being fudged, and this seems to be true of Israel and Russia, to name only two.
That's what Lubbock used to be, the City Of Mums. Chrysanthemums. People had them planted all over, especially around the Tech campus. You'd find the mums in the local parks. Much was made of mums. At this time of year, the mums would begin to bloom and, well... not much else happened. But it was mums. Where that mum thing came from I do not know. I guess Lubbock wanted to be famous for something. Why not mums?
I'm not showing you any mums. I haven't seen a mum around here in a month of mumdays.
So many things have changed! And will change!
We can look at more THINGS in Lubbock, things in places in Lubbock. Lubbock stuff.
And, I as usual, I try different ways to look at the same thing.
Lots of "things" like this to go. I see new places and things to photograph every week.
The big vacant lot in New Braunfels that used to be full of a large quantity and variety of "junk" has been cleaned. It looks like a picked bone. At first I was pissed off, thinking that the city council there had decided to get "sanitary", but I really don't know why it was done. It wasn't an eyesore by any means. I think I documented it pretty thoroughly whenever I had the chance. My cousin in New Braunfels, who knows a thing or two about stuff like this and is able to appreciate the sort of place this used to be, sent me these pics:
Maybe somebody bought this land to put a building on it. Maybe someone bought up all the stuff that used to make this space interesting and worth exploring. Whatever happened, it is a great loss.
And this is all I've got of the Buddy Holly center for the performing arts, under construction here in Lubbock. Fortunately, I went exploring again, and have a bunch of new pics of bone dry Lubbock. Ages since we've had any measurable rainfall. Some rain chances this week but pretty pathetic. Far from certainty. This is an arid land with few redeeming virtues. Here's one redeeming virtue: it isn't worse than it already is. Yet.
