Republicans in Wisconsin are quickly gearing up to rip those life-saving masks right off our faces. Our Democratic governor super slow-walked a mask mandate, finally took the leap yesterday, and within seconds, Republican “leaders’ announced their plan to convene a special legislative session to get rid of masks. Never mind that the suburbs are blowing up with COVID-19, forget about kids having to wade through COVID-19 swamps to get to school in a few weeks, and, for sure, never you mind about grandma. She’s got one foot in the grave and the other on a banana peel, anyway, right? I hate Republicans. I used to be open-minded but that door just slammed shut for good. Dead to me.
I want to enter a humor writing contest on the topic of sisters but all my stories about my sister are grim and distressing. You can’t think of a single funny thing about your sister? No exploits? No big family jokes? Nope. That’s depressing. But I’m thinking this might be more my bent than my sister’s sourness. The essay and audio I sent to the local public radio station weeks ago after going back and forth with the producer to improve the recording has yet to be aired. It occurs to me that it’s too bleak and that I need to stop writing stuff that makes listeners want to drive their cars into phone poles. I have written funny things, I just can’t remember when.
If you are wondering, fish tofu tastes pretty fishy. But it’s oddly good, especially in this lovely ramen that the old man made tonight. Below the photo of the ramen is a photo of the creature who got up on his hind legs and ate the leftover ramen, noodles, broth, and fish tofu, from the big pot on the stove, all whilst we were watching the latest catastrophe news on MSNBC.
We are beginning to feel like twins even though we don’t exactly dress alike – he doesn’t wear earrings and I wear shorter shorts. Years ago, there was an older couple who lived in one of the downtown residential hotels – The Wisconsin, I believe – and every day they would walk down the street in matching Brewers shirts and baseball caps. And people would remark about how cute they were. I wonder if that’s what they’re saying about us? Of course not, who would see us to comment? That leaves it up to us to gauge what’s happening to us as distinct people. I would tell you but I’d have to ask him what he thinks.
What’s happening here in Milwaukee and probably in your town, too, is that a lot of people are facing homelessness. With the moratorium on evictions lifted, unemployment checks stalled in the state bureaucracy, and jobs just simply not coming back, single adults and families with children are running out of options. If you are in a position to help a local shelter or food pantry, now would be a good time. It is really rough out there.