Geez! Rather than walking glorious, mostly cleared paths through trees and among large limestone buildings to the western edge of the IU campus, this morning I ventured, with backpack, in the opposite direction, wanting to get a few supplies at Bloomingfoods. What an experience! Sidewalks sometimes cleared, sometimes not. Needing to cross busy 3rd street twice; with four to six foot snow mounds everywhere. The continuing extreme cold means the snow is not going away. A bit of melt under strong sun yesterday and day before, but not much.

I think about how everybody is dealing with this historic situation (weather op?) in one way or another. And it’s seldom fun. For my son Colin Cudmore, paralyzed, with nerve damage, and in his own apartment downtown, scheduling needed caregivers morning and evening has been and is an ongoing nightmare.

On a less critical note, the woman who checked me out at the Co-op was also busy at the same time on the phone with someone who could help her with her car. The key had broken off in the ignition.

My own snowmageddon peregrinations are not at all serious; definitely challenging today, however, and mostly fun.

At one point, on way back home I tried to go through the Chick-Fil-A parking lot and car line (always filled with waiting cars!) to get to a place that had an already trudged path through to the sidewalk. No luck. Didn’t feel like slogging eight feet through 15-16 inches of snow, so just circled around and went out the way I came in. And even if I had been able to get to the sidewalk there on the south side of 3rd, would it have been cleared?

At another place, on the north side of 3rd, unless I doubled back and took a more circuitous route home, I would have to walk for a whole block along the edge of that very busy street. So I doubled back. Ended up slogging through someone’s back yard (thank goodness NOT fenced!) to get to a nearby dead-end street — still uncleared, but those who live there have been driving up and down it.

Meanwhile, I still wonder about this “snow.” How real is it?

Meanwhile, how 3D real is anything these days of endless screen life  inside, hopefully, snuggled into a comfy place during this ongoing extreme cold. (Geez! What about people without homes? During this week, 58 people have been staying overnight in one of the churches downtown.)

On another subject, but not really:

One wonders if what appears to be increasing U.S. violence could be in part attributed to folks needing to get off screen, outside, no matter how cold; needing to get out of their heads and into their bodies, which when they then clash with other bodies, find out what’s real, folks, no two ways about it.

So yes, meanwhile:

And meanwhile, have you noticed what is becoming increasingly obvious? That the extreme focus on Minneapolis anti-ICE protests is basically, another iteration of TDS? Tom Homan, who was  deporting illegals for Obama . . .

https://x.com/seanhannity/status/2016149195057774945?s=61&t=aUBDiSUrvn0aSlRBtZx0wQ

Obama, Clinton, Bush, all of them deported way way way more illegals than Trump has managed to do. What’s the difference? No press!