Day 6-Biden said the pandemic is over
On the hamster wheel again…taught at the Catholic High School today…
When Covid 19 hit, the federal government intervened with trillions of dollars in assistance for people and for businesses. Turns out, our tax payer dollars went to unemployment benefits for the Incarcerated; the imaginary; and the dead. Covid relief money was sent to farms that turned out to be front yards. At least 342 individuals received PPP loans who said their name was N/A. The New York Times called the misallocation of some of this money the biggest fraud in American history. The government threw money at the problem and ran giant aid programs based on the “honor system”, of which Americans have none.
The first type of fraud involves unemployment insurance totaling $600 per week. The government says they’re hot on it, trying hard to curtail those individuals who were NOT unemployed, but still collecting $600 a week…like state and federal prisoners.
Expecting any American to act honorably when all that money is at stake, is a joke. Cue the song, “I’m Proud to be an American.” More to follow in the coming days on the other types of Covid 19 fraud that the NY Times recently uncovered.
9/23/22. Friday
5:30-6:30-I sleep horribly. My alarm goes off and the dog starts licking my face so we go downstairs. I take her outside to go potty then start warming up my coffee. Return upstairs and I sit in the shower, drink my coffee, and ice my eyes. I’m miserable...I just got back from my F2F Thursday class a few, short hours ago! I put on a new pair of pants and an orange sleeveless blouse that I purchased at Runway, a vintage clothing store that sells “slightly used” clothing. I listen to The Daily.
6:30-8:00-Traffic is horrible! I have just a quarter tank of gas left - poor planning on my part. I listen to Organize 365.
8:00-8:30-Made it to the Catholic High School! I have just enough gas to make it to the gas station around the corner. I sit in my car and eat my overnight oats before walking to my classroom.
8:30-10:05-Class is in session and we’re covering Chapter 5. It’s a straight lecture today. The students are mostly engaged but it is still soooo hot in the classroom. Recall that there is no air conditioning in the classrooms…BUT, oddly, the office has it. Hmmm….why would Admin have central A/C when none of the classrooms have A/C? It’s a mystery [insert sarcastic emoji here].
I did not get enough sleep last night and I don’t feel well. Also, I may finally be experiencing “the hot flash” where an actual wave of heat rolls across my body, very much like an oven opening, and I am drenched in sweat. Then again, maybe I’m having a hot flash because there is no fucking air in this classroom! Next week…Wednesday…I’m showing a documentary…thank God…or do I thank Jesus? I don’t understand this Trinity bullshit…
Class dismissed.
10:05-10:20-I get gas locally in Gardena. It is now $5.40 a gallon! What the hell happened? Last week it was $4.99. I eat a container of leftover mixed veges, sliced cucumbers, and Tanzini sauce on the way home. I listen to Deep Questions.
10:20-12:20-I drive to the dry cleaners and drop off the vintage skirts that L. took to Kansas when she vacationed with Collin.
12:20-2:00 - Home and I check email at College No. 2, then log onto my Canvas shell and see how my Einstein [online] high schoolers are doing. Recall that there are only 8 kids in this class.
2:45-3:20-I leave for CVS; then
3:20-4:00-I go to BevMo.
4:00-6:00-Next, I hit the mall because I have a New York store gift card from several years ago. I decide to use it now because I need a new belt to go with my turquoise dress. When I enter the mall, I see that the NY Store is now a “Stitch” store? What is “Stitch?”
As I’m leaving, L. calls me, crying. She had a terrible critique involving the piece that L. did of my Mom in her witch costume. Sunny, this black asshole in L.’s class, slammed the piece and Lexi’s work. The teacher, who was absolutely cowed by a black female student, aligned herself with Sunny and hammered L. about a comment she (L) made after L. said she will frequently return to a piece and do additional work. Uh, why is this a bad thing? I take a seat in the mall and listen while L. relays her horrible, unfounded critique.
Poor L.! She doesn’t realize that the critique is coming from some black bitch who deliberately attacks white students. Lest you say I’m paranoid, Sunny actually makes that very statement on her You Tube channel…that her mission at Otis is to verbally attack the white students’ art. Please note that the majority of Sunny’s pieces look like a 5-year-old created them and, typically, every piece features the word “nigger.” [Yes, I said it…BECAUSE SUNNY SAYS IT, for shock value, all the time.] That’s it - that’s the extent of her work. The N-word in various font size and colors. That’s all she’s got.
This bitch is a sub-par artist, with no talent, and dares to criticize L. and other white students in her classes [several students have complained to staff, who do nothing, of course. You can’t “check” a black student because then you’re potentially on the hook for a discrimination lawsuit]. Spoiler alert: In several months, Sunny will finally get her comeuppance after a Black female teacher reviews her work and tells her it sucks. Once this occurs, Admin steps in and tells Sunny that any art work with the word “nigger’ on it will not be displayed at Otis. Sunny will cry “censorship”, but nobody will give a fuck. Thank God for the Black female teacher, the only member of staff to call “a spade a spade.” Oh wait…is this phrase racist? Did I just re-appropriate the experience of the Black community at large? Fuck it.
L. is still crying and has to return to class in 30 minutes. I tell her to dry her eyes and not to let these bitches see her cry. I give her an emotional boost: L’s work is sound, Sunny is a racist bitch, and L.’s teacher has no spine. All L. needs is her degree and she can put Otis behind her for good.
I leave the mall and return home.
6:00-8:00-I take a nap, then finally hang up the Kohls clothes I purchased the other day.
8:30-9:00-I take the dog for a walk.
-I read Just Mercy.
-L and I were supposed to meet at 8:00 tonight to go over some tech items but L. texts that she and her friend, Tori, went out for dinner, instead, because they both had bad days.
9:30-10:45 - L. is home and we address several agenda items that I have. While we’re doing this, L. pulls up Sunny’s You Tube channel and shows me a video where Sunny spells out how she deliberately tries to antagonize white women…which means L.’s critique was very calculated and designed to humiliate her (L.).
I check-and-redirect L. back to my agenda items for which we are meeting. All of this is so irritating…why can’t I just knock on L.’s bedroom door when she’s around and ask her to handle a few work-related items for me? I pay her $20 an hour for her time; if graphic work is involved, then I pay her $30 an hour. L. would rather I make an appointment (sigh) so I try to be respectful of her time; HOWEVER, even when I do make an appointment to see L. about items that I’m paying her to complete, she doesn’t bother to show up to the appointment; or is late; or scrolls on her phone while I’m talking, thereby taking advantage of MY time and my money, as I pay L. for these meetings as well.
I ask L. to complete the following at her standard $20 an hour rate:
Send me the Prodigy in Progress You Tube video that Kiki made of L. in the Studio;
Load the Lift and Uber app on my phone;
Show me how to add myself as a contact to other peoples’ phones;
Coordinate our schedules for The Book of Mormon at the Pantages [I need to purchase tickets, but I don’t know L.’s work schedule at The Club.];
Look at the speaker on my Iphone;
I ask L. for her preferred brand of razors. I have a 50% coupon for razors at CVS and I offer to buy L. razor inserts when I buy mine;
I ask L. if she knows how to transfer a video from one Canvas shell at one school to a Canvas shell at another school;
We coordinate our schedules for next week because I have to drop my car off at the mechanic on Monday.
I confirm that L. received the Audio Lecture and outdated transcription I emailed to her. We discuss when she can edit the transcription. I need to record a new Audio Lecture but canNOT do so without a script, i.e., the new transcription that L. is supposed to provide [for $20 an hour].
12:30-1:00-I change into workout clothes;
1:00-1:45-I do a 30-minute Insanity Max -Friday Fight and recover.
1:45-2:30-I paint my toenails. Sunless tanning.
2:30-3:00- Nighttime routine. Bed. I paint my fingernails.