The signpost reads 12/30/2020. Only one more milepost and we’re out of the time/space of 2020. We’re still in the storm, the chaos remains but soon we will be back to clear blue skies. Sumter County doesn’t seem to have a plan to distribute the vaccine. I’m sure they will have one shortly. Mobs of angry senior citizens can be an ugly thing. Let us see what the Commission has deemed celebratory today: Festival of Enormous Changes at the Last Minute, Bacon Day, National Bicarbonate of Soda Day and Falling Needles Family Fest Day. The first one is about getting done anything that didn’t get done by the end of the year. The falling needles fest is about the real Christmas tree that is so dry a spark can burn your house down. Get rid of it. I’m going with bacon and I’ll celebrate it when I make breakfast. Now to the history of this date: In 1809 the wearing of masks at balls forbidden in Boston. Why? I looked it up. It seems that the city fathers were worried about the sexual promiscuity that could happen when people’s identity is concealed. In 1918 John E Hoover decides to be called J. Edgar Hoover. I didn’t know that. On this day in 1922, the Union Of Soviet Socialist Republics (USSR) is formed. In 1953 on this date color television sets go on sale for $1,175 each from RCA. In 1972 on this day Nixon halts bombing of North Viet Nam and announces peace talks. Today is Rudyard Kipling’s birthday. He was a writer and poet. He said, “All the people like us are we, and everyone else is They.” He also said, “An ounce of mother is worth a pound of clergy.” That’s enough for this next to the last day of 2020. Don’t do anything stupid. The vaccine is almost here. Abide.
