feel a need to be thinking of ways to pivot. all these people coming in talking about remote teaching like its this big epiphane. what if were not special anymore> what if the cats out of the bag? what if theres too many teachers and not enough kids to teach anymore because everyone’s going online and can suddenly have 300 kids like we do> whatll be the next thing and howm i gonna not be too old and slow for it? plus of course theres just the regular old existential and familial and visceral uncertainty and fear all over everything. that’s fun. Talking casually to a 10-year-old about different people’s relative chances of dying. —— What to do about lib and cel playing with the neighbors? I don’t like it. I don’t like it one bit. Certainly can’t trust *them* to be behaving responsibly. A fucking wooden stake proclaiming “JESUS IS LORD” is the fucking best those screeching apes can come up with at a time like this. —— Here’s what Johnny of the granola shotgun says: “Stay out of debt. Have savings in reserve. Keep a deep well-stocked pantry. Cultivate a big productive garden. Be part of a supportive community. Wean yourself from critical dependencies of all kinds.” For some of that it’s literally too late for me. But not all of it. - Also I could get some durable containers for water. (chlorinated water degrades “stainless” part of stainless steel? Check options and schedule rotation) - what about guns (get more ammo (specifically which kind and from whom); where can you go actually practice shooting it; learn to clean it; what’s the laws in WI and maybe get a handgun?)