RjThoughts
I'm The Rojodi!
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- May 7, 2001
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I hear you brother.
I've had my diaphragm affected by Parkinson's on top of bouts of takotsubo cardiomyopathy that can mimic congestive heart failure and fill my lungs with congestion similar to... well, you get the idea. When I put on my old leather mask with quilting and felt backing, a holdover from my "Born to Be Wild" days, it is damn hard to breathe. But, I do it. Every single time I set foot outside my bunker, I hang that mask around my neck for the mile limp to the store and pull it up in the parking lot when I start getting close to people. And don't claw it back down, hacking and wheezing in 110 degree heat, until I'm a good ways back out in the lot.
The thing is, if we're both walking around without pants on and one of us pisses, it's probably going to get on the other one. If one of us has pants on and the other pisses, it might still get on the other one and soak through. But, if both of us have pants on, the one who pisses will mostly just get their own leg wet with too little splashing on the other to soak through.
I'm about this close to carrying my braided leather bullwhip with me as well when I got out, and when I see one of those asshats wearing a mask on their chin like a kid playing Abe Lincoln in elementary school, pointing out "the tip of this will reach exactly six feet. And I'm proficient enough that you won't feel it on your face with so much as a paper mask, but you don't have one covering your sneer. Do you feel lucky, punk? Well, do ya?"
Back and forth from my market is 1.6 miles. I wear it despite lung problems. If you have health problems preventing you from wearing a mask, STAY THE FUCK HOME!
Someone did pull out a card last month at Starbucks, standing behind the fool. The barista asked to see it, looked at it, handed it to a detective standing behind me, and told the woman to leave. The cop broke it, threw it out.
