Closing Our Doors

Guest Post by Eric Peters

Yesterday a group of us met to discuss the Situation.

How to resume normalcy without waiting on the rest of the country – or even the county – to recover its sanity?

It is well – and very good – to practice normalcy on an individual basis, as by refusing to play along with the abnormal “practices” of the mentally ill. By refusing to accommodate or grant the slightest legitimacy to the strange and dangerous beliefs of the mentally ill, no matter their feelings. A sound parent does not permit himself to be emotionally blackmailed by a child erupting in hysterics to get its way. Once the child sees that its hysterics aren’t working, the show usually abates and – in time – the child begins to become an adult.

So, no putting on “masks” – and no deference to the feelings of those who do and complain when they see you do not. Walk through the door, confidently ignoring the signs – and the people who still obey them.

You might get some of them to do the same.

Even so, the Situation remains. Abnormalcy abounds. One grows weary of even seeing it. Let alone having to deal with it.

So how do we avoid it?

This was the topic of conversation at our get-together, practiced in gleeful defiance of all “guidelines.” Not a face out of sight. Handshakes and hugs, given and received without fear. The sharing of food, sitting close to others.

No one Needled – and none afraid.

We liked it a lot and wondered how we might enjoy more of it, with other like-minded, mentally stable people. And then the answer occurred to us: That’s just what we’ll do. Instead of worrying about signs on the door, maybe we open our own doors.

Discreetly.

How about private clubs rather than privately owned “public accommodations” – as all privately owned stores, restaurants, cafes and so on are considered by the law. As well as subject to it? And also to the not-law of “guidelines” enforced under color of law by Gesundheitsfuhrers?

One of the reasons it’s been hard to show one’s face in public accommodations since the country was plunged into Abnormalcy via the weaponization of hypochondria is because their “owners” – an abuse of language – are forced to obey the “executive orders,” “mandates” and other such expressions of actual ownership by threats of fines and loss of government permission to serve the public.

One may not – legally – transact business with the public without permission – even in normal times. It is that evil precedent which set the stage for what has become the New Abnormalcy.

It is why – as one for-instance out of many – the owner (or so he thought) of the Bent Mountain Bistro in our rural county is no longer serving anyone.

He recently closed the doors of his restaurant because he could no longer afford to keep them open. Because he had been debarred from opening them, for months – and when allowed to re-open them, was required (backed up by threats) to limit how many could pass through them, which limited how many he could serve. Which limited how much he could earn.

Which led to the permanent closing of his doors.

And then the shuttering of the food truck he parked outside what had been his restaurant. He had hoped to continue serving the public, even if only partially. It was a valiant effort. But the same real owners who closed what he thought was his sit-down business closed down what he also thought was his take-out business, using the same techniques – which apply to every public accommodation.

So how about we close our doors to these creatures who believe they own everything, including us?

How about we go private?

It’s not a public accommodation; it’s a private club. Members are allowed in. If you aren’t, you’re not. You probably don’t even know about it, since the club doesn’t advertise. There is no storefront.

It’s more a Speak-easy and it works on the same basis. Those in the know  – and those who are simpatico – know where to go.

Those who aren’t, don’t. Hopefully, they just go away.

So maybe you like coffee – and enjoy being around other people who do, too. A place to sit and have a cup, meet up and see people you know; hang out, enjoy the experience – without having to deal with any of the business.

The coffee pot is over there; have a cup or several. Stay as long as you like. If you feel like supporting the club, toss a few bucks in the jar beside the pot. Maybe bring some books from your collection to add to what’s on the shelf, or a board game – so that others can enjoy them, too. Some members bring tables and chairs.

On Thursdays, there are cookies!

The doors to the club are open – and while they never close to members, they’re always shut to those who aren’t. Just like your front door. It’s private property, Bubba – and if you haven’t got any business being here, you aren’t welcome here.

But friends can stop by anytime.

It can be coffee – or a work out. Maybe a place to jam, if you’re a musician – or simply like to listen to live music. And most of all, like being left alone, among others who share the sentiment.

This is how we reassert ownership. Of ourselves. Of our lives. It is how we keep the riff-raff – both public and government – out of lives and our business. They’re not invited – and they aren’t welcome.

Just keep it quiet.

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