“Half.”

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Half.

That’s what my workforce has been reduced to since the beginning of our ordeal with the virus. Half. I don’t know if my work can reduce the workforce any more than they already have. If customers keep closing their doors to keep out the virus, there won’t be enough work to warrant keeping our doors open at some point. And there we are.

In other news, I’ve been working on a video for a couple of weeks now that I fully intend to finish and release, but with the latest turn of events with the earthquake and the virus, the video doesn’t seem to be very relevant right now. So I’m shelving it for the time being and I’m going to focus on other topics and other things. In a lot of ways, the video would not only seem to be irrelevant, but it almost smacks of cyber-bullying at this point. Kicking a person while they are down, while they might have it coming,  and would feel immensely gratifying, it would not be very challenging or very “honorable.” It would feel like, “Oh, that girl wanted to fight you, and so you did. And you won. Cool bro, but you beat up a girl.” She wanted it and she got it, but you beat up a girl. I hope that makes sense.

I find it interesting that some guys are talking about “women coming out of the woodwork on online dating apps” now that the plague is here. Maybe they are, maybe they aren’t, honestly I don’t know, I’m still not on dating apps and have no plans on getting back on them any time soon. Right now “dating” and even sex for the most part, has taken a back seat in my life. I’ve got bigger fish to fry at the moment.

My thoughts about the women showing up, if they are though? Good for the guys if they are. Keep in mind that we are just starting our ordeal with the virus. Women may be getting bored, but most likely they are frightened more than anything. Two or three weeks into a quarantine isn’t going to change their views or their natures. If anything, I think they are looking for reassurance right now. I think they are looking for someone to tell them that “everything will be okay.” Ladies, everything will be okay. There you go. We need to go a lot longer or have something even bigger and badder happen to really see honest change happen.

If the plague ended tomorrow and “Big Daddy Government” gave us the green light to go back to work and resume our everyday lives, women would go back to what they have been doing and what they have been taught to do over the last 50 years or so. Let’s not kid ourselves. I’m not saying don’t meet women for fun and sex, by all means, if that’s what you want, knock yourself out. But keep in mind if you are interacting with women during this time that they are adapting to their current environment at the moment, as well they should, but don’t delude yourselves into thinking that they’ve made any significant changes in their lives right now. Nature is still what it is.

It either takes a significant period of time to effect true and long lasting change, or it takes something that borders on the catastrophic to get there quickly. Working from home, not being able to go to the gym or to the bar, and runs on toilet paper isn’t it. Even losing a job, while that can be stressful, isn’t going to be that catalyst to effect a long term change. People talk about, “we are in hard times.” We haven’t even begun to experience hard times yet.

When the power becomes truly intermittent or goes out entirely, with no idea of when it comes back on, or if it does, that’s hard times. When the water stops running and the garbage piles up in the streets and the sanitation department is a distant memory, then we will be experiencing hard times. When you don’t know when you will eat next, or if you will eat again, that’s hard times. Not being able to sit down at your favorite fast food restaurant with your friends, and you can only pick up your food at the drive-up, that isn’t hard times.

When the semi-trucks stop delivering groceries to your supermarket and no one knows if or when they will deliver next, that’s hard times. We’re not there yet.

You’ve got internet, electricity, running clean water, guys picking up your trash, a working cellphone, working heat and air conditioning, and meals still readily available? Yeah, you haven’t hit hard times yet. Women are no different. You think they’ve “changed?”

Yeah, we aren’t there yet.

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Week Two Of The “Quarantine.”

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Week two of the quarantine is fully underway for my area. More businesses have shuttered their doors to ride out the virus. Less work to be done, which means the less demand for employees.

On a bright note, traffic and parking are still a dream. Even “rush hour” doesn’t have as heavy of traffic as it usually does. Getting home from work isn’t quite the chore that it was two weeks ago.

Part of me hopes that when this is all over, when the bug has come and gone, or we get immunity to it one way or another, that we will have changed. Changed in the sense that maybe society will wake up and realize that many jobs can be done from home and that the employees press that issue with their employer, thereby minimizing traffic and parking. Maybe the same could be said for schools as well. Maybe we don’t need so many buildings if the kids can all be homeschooled, or taught remotely.

But if things keep going the way they are going, I highly doubt it. Leaders from local up to the federal level have been talking about implementing martial law. Martial law shouldn’t even be an option. There shouldn’t even be a conversation about it, especially right now, at the beginning.

Yet here we are, leaders are throwing it around and the worst part is that there is a significant portion of the population that are not only embracing the idea of martial law, they are practically begging for it.

You realize that if martial law is implemented, you lose all of your civil liberties right? Do you really think that the powers that be, if given absolute power, would willingly give it back when it is no longer necessary? Hint: They won’t. They will always find a reason or a situation to keep it going. Even if that reason is, “Fuck you, I’m not giving it back.”

I’ve always been skeptical and even quite a bit cynical about society as a whole, but I’ve always wanted and tried to remain optimistic about it. These last two weeks have really opened my eyes. It’s only two weeks in, the “hard times” haven’t even begun yet. We’re not even into the first “inning.” This is only the “warm up,” a preview.

If we have people begging for martial law now, and we haven’t even begun to face hard times yet, what’s it going to be like in another two weeks or a month or more?

Socialism isn’t winning, it has won. So let’s not sugarcoat it and call it the fluffy word of  socialism. Let’s call it what it really is. It’s communism. That’s where we are going. And if we had had a democrat for a president, we would already be there by now.

We get what we deserve. As a society at large, it’s what we want apparently. So let’s bring on martial law so that “Big Daddy Government” can save us all from a bug and from ourselves. As a society we are proving that we can’t cut it without “adult supervision,” without our fucking hands being held.

There’s never been a time in my life until now that I truly despised society as a whole and I truly want to see it all burn. But here we are.

If we end up with martial law, we truly get what we deserve.

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Day 7 Of “The Quarantine.”

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I just got done with the Salt Lake Sit-Down #27 as I’m writing this. We talked about all sorts of things. Yes, we even touched on COVID-19, but we didn’t linger there too long thankfully. Most of what I wanted to talk about had nothing to do with the virus because we will get through it and get past it.

Job security is on the line at the moment. Many jobs are laying off people in droves. Even my job isn’t secure or for certain. There is always a possiblity that I could end up finding myself unemployed in the very near future. As of this writing I still have a job. That could all change by the time I write my next post. Am I concerned about it? Of course I am. Am I worried about it? No, I’m not. Whatever is going to happen will happen and I will deal with it accordingly if and when it ever happens. Worrying about it at this time isn’t going to change anything or alter it in any way. I might as well enjoy my life and my job while I still have it.

Life goes on. What are you doing? Are you stressed out and worried about everything going on around you? It’s okay to be concerned, but don’t let it consume you. Keep on with keeping on. Like everything in life, this too shall pass.

I can tell you right now, if I get laid off, I’m going to be livestreaming every day, and probably drinking on the daily as well. At least for the short term. I’m not going to worry too much about things, because things are going to be what they are going to be. I’ll survive it and come out better for it in the end, and so will you.

So get into strength training if that’s your thing, or carry on with it if that’s what you are already doing. Eat, drink, and be merry if that is more your style. Play your musical instrument(s) if that is your thing. Hell, play some video games and veg on the couch, I don’t care and I’m not going to judge you in all honesty. At the end of the day, nobody gives a shit. That can be a curse or that can be what sets you free, it all depends on how you want to look at it.

Be aware of what is going on around you, but don’t let it consume you. The sun will rise in the east as it has always done, and it will set in the west, just like it did yesterday. Life goes on. You’ll survive this as will I. We are stronger and more resilient than we give ourselves credit for.

Another thing I plan on doing during this period of unrest and uncertainty is reading more books. I’ve got a few on my Kindle that I haven’t gotten around to, and now is as good a time as any to get into them.

What are you doing during this time? Spending it with those who actually matter? Learning something new? Relaxing and decompressing? Playing games? Shooting the shit with people that you’ve come to care about? Whatever it is, enjoy it. Whatever is going to come will come. Whatever isn’t, won’t. No sense worrying about the things you have no control over. Might as well enjoy your life and enjoy your time.

Women and dating are pretty much on hold for me at the moment. Too much panic and uncertainty in the air. Too much bullshit. That’s okay though. I’ve got plenty of things to do in the meantime. I’ve got videos to make, podcasts to be a part of, and blog posts to write. I’ve got books to read and movies to watch. I’m good for quite some time. It’s interesting to see how much time I’ve dedicated to dating when that time all of a sudden gets freed up. Turns out I’ve spent a lot of my time pursuing women and I’ve always struggled to find ways to balance out dating and doing everything else I do. Now I have a lot more time to pursue other endeavors. That’s a good thing.

Things are starting to settle down as far as the earthquake goes. There are still aftershocks going on as I write this. Yesterday one ripped through my area while I was doing a livestream with Masculine Geek. A 3.6 I believe. Shook the camera, made some noise on my end, and sent the cats running for cover. By the time I realized what was going on, it was over. That’s how quick aftershocks come and go. Not much time to react to them. The shitty part about aftershocks is you don’t know if and when the next one is going to hit, and there is absolutely nothing you can do about them when they do show up. It’s just a matter of bracing yourself and riding it out until it’s done. Thankfully they only last a couple of seconds.

I just wish they would be over and done with so that I can return to some semblance of “normalcy” in my life. At least with a lot of other “natural disasters,” once it is over, it’s over. You can then ascertain the damages and get back on with your life. Earthquakes are a little different. Since you can’t see them and you don’t hear them until they are upon you, you have no idea if and when they are truly done. You get back to doing your thing and then an aftershock reminds you that things ain’t quite done yet, and may not be done for another month or so. This is how long they can go on for. A month. Maybe more. Maybe less. No one knows for sure because predicting earthquakes is nothing like predicting a tornado or a hurricane. The earth moves far slower than a storm cell does.

Life goes one and at the end of the day, nobody gives a shit. That’s huge if you think about it. Nobody gives a shit about you and your problems and your little life. Not really. That’s because they are all caught up in their little lives, which as far as I’m concerned is “normal,” and “how it should be.” When you realize that nobody gives a shit, you realize that you are on your own. Nobody, not even the government, is coming to save you. You get to save yourself.

That can either be incredibly depressing, or it can be the very thing that “sets you free.” You get to decide which one it is for you. You get to decide.

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