Chilly thoughts

Life without a furnace

“November’s sky is chill and drear,
November’s leaf is red and sear.”
- Sir Walter Scott

As I sit in the dreary twilight of my chilly home with a broken furnace (the repairman was too busy to fit me in today even though I phoned at 8 AM and they promise 24 hour service), I really wonder what our future holds.

I read today that the cost of living is up over 80% since 2000, while household income is only up 14%. I wish. My income is half what it was in 1994, the first year in my life when I felt I was earning enough not to be afraid all the time, which is about the same as what I was earning in 2000. Yet, the U.S. President claims we are better off than we were by citing numbers that might apply to the top 1% instead of the rest of us.

People I know are preparing to go “off-grid” if they have to, but I’m a baby boomer senior citizen living alone. I am past all of that. I’ve downsized and don’t even have a food pantry or garage any longer to stockpile supplies, let alone deal with outdoor projects that generate heat and power. Many of us are just like me.

And then there is the elephant in the room. Don’t we all know people, young people or young enough and perfectly healthy, who dropped dead suddenly and unexpectedly of a heart attack or stroke since 2021? Don’t we all know people who have lost their jobs or become too ill to work since getting the jab? Don’t we all know people who developed turbo cancers that came out of nowhere?

Is that why the furnace man couldn’t get to me, today? Are they short-handed like so many businesses because of the vaccine injuries and deaths?

Is that why so many new billionaires were minted in the past couple of years? Has the whole pandemic panic just been a ploy to transfer wealth to the elite minority, reduce the working class and eliminate the baby boomers who didn’t make it to the top in order to take the pressure off of Social Security and other programs upon which many of us depend?

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Those of us who are empathetic and rational feel that if we could only communicate clearly enough with our friends, family and government about the data documenting the disabilities and deaths from the vaccine, and the abject misery caused by the pandemic protocols, that they would embrace us and together we would rebuild relationships and a world where we could all have a secure place.

Those of us who understand narcissism have accepted that narcissists and psychopaths will never change, that they will always play a zero-sum game that feeds their inflated ego at the expense of our well-being. We understand that they will never admit they were wrong. Therefore, we’ll never be able to co-exist happily in any world with them. They will commit psychological murder by shunning and isolating us, and real murder by insisting that we comply with policies that causes heart attacks, strokes, cancers and miscarriages.

Benito Mussolini once said that fascism should really be called corporatism because it is a merger between state and corporate power. Those in charge of 21st century governments call that merger ‘public-private partnerships,’ but the partnership works by having the government market the corporate products while the corporate players contribute dollars to political parties and fund regulatory agencies. Back in the 1950s it was called “payola.”

Twenty-first genocide is based on poison and propaganda and I hope there is a special circle in hell for those in positions of power who wrought this dreary world into existence.

Maggie Russo is the author of “Dance with the Devil: Love in the Age of Covid”