70 Days Out

70 days until the election and it’s starting to look good for the president. The ratings on night one of the RNC surpassed that of the last night of the DNC. Biden did not get a bounce, which is unheard of. I have to temper my hopes, knowing a lot can happen between now and November. The attacks will continue until the clock runs out. The left and mainstream media will not relent. Their only hope is to damage Trump, finally strike gold on an accusation after all others have failed. The main aspect that is worrisome, the wild card, is mail-in voting.

Is this any way to run an election? From a headline at FN: “Democratic senator warns democracy ‘unnatural,’ may not be ‘permanent.’” It was said by Chris Murphy of Connecticut. Saying Trump is a threat to Democracy makes sense, even though it’s patently false, but to deride the process itself, which, of course, is far from perfect, seems lunacy.

I remain skeptical of the measures used to fight the pandemic, although I would never claim to know what the right path is. Here’s an excerpt from foxnews.com on a report from The Washington Post: “… the impoverished city of Manaus (Brazil) saw hospitalizations plummet even though it had never imposed a lockdown or taken the other drastic containment measures imposed in Asia and Europe.” It has not nearly reached what is believed to be the herd immunity percentage of 50–60%, but the virus is fading. Then again, the situation may reverse at any time.

Since my eye doctor retired and my prescription ran out, I hadn’t used the pressure relieving drops for two months. I finally filled it today after a check up. The number, although elevated, wasn’t as bad as when I first went in for an exam, and there’s no evidence of glaucoma. Glad that’s out of the way. I should probably get my BP checked somewhere to see if the deep breathing exercises are still working. And I haven’t been to the dentist in years. So many of my teeth have had root canal, so I don’t feel any pain. I brush and floss daily. It sucks being so health conscious, but that’s life at 70.

Despite the medical visit, the floating book shop opened on time. My thanks to Mike, who delivered two books including Medical Terminology for Health Professions by Ann Ehrlich, Carol L. Schroeder, Laura Ehrlich & Katrina A. Schroeder, which was purchased by Wolf, who also opted for two potboilers by Jackie Collins; and to the young mom who bought a book in Russian for herself and The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams for her hubby; and to the young man who speaks Russian, English and Spanish, who selected an Italian-Russian dictionary; and to the woman who loves spy novels, who chose Deadly Games by Fridrikh Neznansky and Edward Topol; and to the one who went home with Perfume: The Story of a Murderer by Patrick Suskind and John E. Woods, which several people have raved about. Since I’d seen the 2006 adaptation, I resisted the temptation to read it, even though the novel is almost always superior to the film. I enjoyed the screen version of One Flew over the Cuckoo’s Nest (1975) much more than I did Ken Kesey’s novel.

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