“Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is gods gift, that’s why we call it the present.” Joan Rivers
We drove into our closest “very rural town” as the U.S Census describes it, to pick up a few grocery items for turkey day dinner. Traffic was light at this time of day due to hunters being in the woods, so we thought.
Can you imagine our surprise at the first gas station we passed the sign said $2.66 for regular unleaded. Wow, is this for real! The stores were wild with shoppers loading up their carts. Must be loads of people at hunting camp, I thought. But tv news says hunting is down this year. So what is the deal? We were wrong about the town being quiet, everyone came out to play.
The real story is that our sleepy, laid back, upper peninsula has been targeted as an untapped resource for mega businesses. I do believe our way of life is changing and I’m not sure how I feel about it. Oh yeah, I do, grrrr.
Recently, our “very rural” community has seen an influx of businesses being built and old building and brownfield areas renovated. There is money to be made, damn the torpedoes it’s full speed ahead. The last vestiges of wilderness beauty are being systematically exploited and demanding us peasants into their modern age of consumerism.
In our very rural community the Marriott corp.etl.just completed a 3 story extended stay facility, Kwik Trip opened two full service truck stops within 5 miles of each other 3 weeks ago, and an Aldis grocery store is about to open. It will ready to open before the Christmas rush. All this for a county wide population of 27,000 full time residents?
The Marriott corp. was on tv last night all excited about several more extended stay facilities that were already in the planning stages. Now if I were of the mind to be a little suspicious I might theorize that something is motivating all these extended stay rooms that are “in the planning stages” and what happened to all the U.S. driving electric cars by 2030? That rhetoric sure has cooled down. Our little, very rural community now has 11 gas stations within a 10 mile radius. There is already 8 hotel/motels along a 5 mile stretch of US 2 running through our very rural community. So, we need a 3 story extended stay one? Most of the regular motels already offer that. Oh, and did I mention storage units popping up everywhere. I think there are more of those visible u-store garage doors clogging up the scenery than there are people in the whole U.P. Where are all the U.P. critters going to live?
Well the economy must be doing darn awful good for all the investment being made in the U.P. Hell, most of the time when you see a map in the media, the U.P. isn’t included. And now the place is being exploited for profit. Yep, Bidenomics at its finest. Shortly we will be seeing as much pavement and concrete as lower Michigan. So, where/how do articles like these play in?
I have my own theory about gas prices and banks, if I am to believe half of alt media.
Nothing to see here, it's just oil
The joke is on them, we can’t go to war we have no oil.
We could teach guys in pink tutus how to drive and put them in electric tanks and humvees and send them to the borders to protect us from red dawn invasion. We could also have them fly over in our new all electric airforce.
And that brings up another question, what happens when the power goes out?
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P.S. Please forgive me for the last post. I hate the holidays with a passion!
I’ve been reading Dr. Lissa Rankin on substack. She writes about healing emotional wounds and what helped her. She now teaches a course on writing your own story so I thought I’d try it out. Putting out your story is supposed to be therapeutic and help alleviate some of the hurt. Personally, I believe much of it is generational. However, I don’t recommend actually publishing your story if you can’t handle the blowback from others. Some people don’t take kindly to your ”putting it out there.” I have subsequently removed that post but it can’t be removed from subscribers emails. Sorry about that.
Women in particular feel a need to express their hurt. Just talking about it “gets it off their chest.” Women, however, are most prone to be chastised for expressing those hurtful emotions. We are seen as whinny, weak and spineless. Are we not allowed to have an opinion about the knife in our back? We are told to just “suck it up buttercup.” Men on the other hand, slap the adversary with a blackened eye on the back and say, “Dude, let’s grab a beer” after their fit of whatever is over. It is much harder for women to get the knife out of their heart without bleeding to death. Although, my hubby says men should respect women because they can bleed for a week and live.
Dr. Rankin writes her story of practicing medicine in an American hospital of good ol’ boys club. Typical of most hospitals described as allopathic western medicine, where they put profits ahead of patient care. After years of putting up with money hungry bureaucratic, unsympathetic, administration who looked at patients as dollars signs, she made the decision and called it quits. When she went to hand the hospital administrator her resignation she found him sitting in his favorite club with a glass of brandy.
She told him she quitting, I don’t want to be a doctor any more. That arrogant, self righteous, prick said, “What a waste of medical school time educating a woman.”
But then they used to burn women at the stake for having knowledge and healing people with herbs.