Christmas Road Trip

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Christmas Road Trip

Two days before Christmas, I hoped a one-way ride to Texas with my son, Tyler, and his family. We hit the road at three in the morning, overnighted in Amarillo and rolled into San Angelo at noon on Christmas Eve. The trophy wife had spent the two weeks prior to Christmas in San Angelo performing Ninja-Nana duties with the 10 mini-Kimmel grandkids. Tyler and family were staying a couple extra days, so Druann and I booked our flight home for Sunday morning the 26th. Christmas Day was a record breaking 88 degrees which was an unfamiliar holly and ivy temperature for this Montanan. Coming home to snow and below zero temperatures was a rude awakening forcing me to feed my horses earlier in the season than expected. With winter weather hitting Montana, had President Biden decreed only stroke-poked travelers could fly domestically, we would have been stuck in Texas and my horses would have been in a cold Christmas pickle.

Our flight left as scheduled from San Angelo, so we had three hours of people watching in the Dallas airport before flying to Billings. Because I live a sheltered life up the backside of a cow, crazy people puzzle me, and there was this one double-masked dude wandering the Dallas terminal which fit in the crazy column. Even though all air travelers were masked by bureaucratic decree, this fellow took pandemic paranoia to an epic degree. His level-one protection was the standard blue mask with the elastic ear straps. Level-two was a rubber-sealed hazmat mask complete with the replaceable, activated charcoal filters protruding from each cheek. Level-three was a clear plastic visor wrapped around his face like a car windshield minus the wipers. His facial expressions were concealed, so I could not tell if he was truly scared or if he was virtue signaling that his concern for the Fauci virus rendered him superior to the unwashed who were more carefree. This brings me to my point.

For two years public health authorities have lied about the pandemic, and I hope most Americans have finally had enough. Take off the masks, reject the stroke-poke, take ivermectin, vitamin D, C, and zinc prophylactically, and tell Fauci and his alphabet agencies to go pound sand. When you are informed and prepared, you do not fear omicron which has the pathogenicity of a Nerf dart. Make 2022 the year you live your life as you wish rather than yield to the wishes of the ruling class. They are liars.


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