Delight: I don’t know if you are half of an old married couple in your 70’s (as I am) but if you are then you should be aware of the comic strip “Pickles”. I swear the man who creates this comic has my home bugged. There have been strips that were verbatim conversations my husband and I have had, like today’s strip –
Frighten: I live in Northern Virginia, just outside Washington, DC and a mere stone’s throw from the White House. The Washington Post is therefore my hometown newspaper. In today’s Metro Section (aka Local News) there was THIS ARTICLE – titled “Gun and ammunition sales rise amid pandemic fears”.
Should you not wish to click over and read the article I’ll quote the parts of the article that frightened me most.
“Okay, so I got 9-millimeter over there,” said O’Connor’s helper, Dave Fullarton, ushering in the morning’s first buyer, a fellow in his 30s wearing a T-shirt with the logo of a construction company. “And I’ve also got Hydra-Shoks over here. Now, those are law-enforcement-grade hollow points.”
The man smiled, sounding relieved. “Amazing! Is there a limit on how much I can —”
“Buy as much as you want!” said Fullarton.
He gathered four boxes of PMC Bronze 9mm cartridges — 200 rounds in all — and 50 of the high-velocity 12-gauge shotgun shells that O’Connor makes herself.
“All right,” she said, tallying $222 plus tax.
Leaning toward her, he said quietly of the shells, “These’ll get the job done if need be?”
And he grinned again.
“Good. You never know what’s going to happen, right?”
And that, my friends is frightening.