This will be another short post, for my wife never had to work today and has been home apart from heading off from 10:20 a.m. or so until maybe 2 p.m. on some mission.
This is Labour Day; and had my wife not wanted to celebrate her eldest son's impending 27th birthday by treating us to a celebratory meal late yesterday afternoon, she would not be home. She normally spends most of her weekends somewhere in Vancouver, and generally does not return home until late Monday afternoon or even early in the evening.
That outing was sprung upon me within an hour of the arrival of mid-afternoon, so it scuttled any plans I had.
My big plan was for today ─ to make the four-mile round trip hike to the nearest government liquor store for at least a couple of dozen cans of beer and a four-litre box of wine, but that became impossible with my wife present.
Sure, it was nice enough being at the restaurant with her and her two sons ─ I don't object to that. It is just that I had long weekend plans; and a 27-year-old should be getting a little old to be wanting to have his birthday celebrated by his mother and younger brother.
However, they are Thai, so what do I know? Maybe this sort of thing is more important than what has been my own personal experience in life relating to my birthdays.
It has been a sunny day. I sat out in the backyard facing into the sunshine for just over an hour this afternoon, but I was fully clothed. I never even took off my shoes until I was into the final half hour. I was primarily out there for the colouring to my face ─ I pale up fast when I do not get my solar exposure.
I wrote in a post of a day or two ago how I saw in Facebook the announced memorial for "Duck" (Don), a chap I have known since maybe 1974. He died in the weest hours of last Saturday.
The memorial was announced as being held on September 18 in a church not two blocks from where I live, so I hardly had an excuse for not attending even if I was so inclined.
However, the Satanic disciple in charge of my province's public health ─ one Bonnie Henry ─ had proclaimed on last Monday that a 'vaccine passport' is being introduced here on September 13.
As a result, I listed my brother and I as only being interested in attending, and wrote this explanation:
[We] will most likely attend. However, if the church is going to enforce that ludicrous September 13 'vaccine passport' mandate, then we won't be there.
Well, Rick ─ a maternal cousin of mine who also knew Duck, and who has a strong "Faith" background such that he serves as the ministering officiator at functions like these involving the extended family ─ made a post late this morning in Facebook as follows:
It’s surprising how inconsiderate people can be when they allow the politics of this pandemic interfere with a time we should be coming together. “I won’t come if so and so isn’t vaccinated,”. :I won’t be there if vaccination passports are required.” No one is being forced to attend the memorial service. I am going because he was a good friend. I will take my chances.
I almost posted a response, but at the last moment decided to just E-mail him privately with this:
Rick, I was going to respond to your Facebook post of earlier today concerning Duck's memorial, but I decided to withhold my comments from that platform ─ the memorial is gathering enough unmerited attention.
A mask I can handle.
However:
“By order of the PHO [Public Health Officer Bonnie Henry], proof of vaccination will be required to access some events, services and businesses. Starting September 13, you must have at least one dose of a COVID-19 vaccine. By October 24, you must be fully vaccinated.”
https://www2.gov.bc.ca/gov/content/covid-19/vaccine/proof
I don’t know what the church intends to do in view of that unlawful mandate. If the church chooses to comply with and observe that restriction, then there is no possibility that I will be allowed to attend. It has nothing to do with me choosing NOT to attend.
I will not submit to governmental tyranny concerning what I am supposed to do with my own body concerning my own health. I own me ─ not the state.
I have read some reports that “worship services” ─ just as grocery stores ─ may be exempt initially from requiring patrons to have “passports”, even though a religious conviction and even a medical condition do not trump the requirement to have the “passport” in order to enter those places that do require one.
In other words, such people do not have to get vaccinated; but of course, they cannot go anywhere where the “passport” is required.
That catch-22 being wickedly exercised by the state.
So although I would wear a face mask, I will NEVER allow myself to be forced by irreligious Bonnie Henry nor anyone else into accepting ‘vaccination’.
If the ‘un-vaccinated’ will be welcomed at the service, then there is no insurmountable issue as far as I am concerned.
Do you as yet know the church's 'vaccination' policy that will be observed at that time? (I suspect that they're still struggling over it.)
I ought to mention that Rick is 'vaccinated'.
Make no mistake ─ Rick is truly a good soul. But somehow, he is blind to what is going on.
He replied to my E-mail:
At this point I believe we are able to proceed. I will say that not everyone is vaccinated in our church, so I am not sure how the Elder will consider these restrictions. But as of now, we will proceed. I respect everyone’s choice and agree this should not be pushed on anyone. Freedom of choice and I do respect your position on this matter.
I had Roberta contact me and wanted everything cancelled. It isn’t easy to plan these events when there’s so much else going on. I just wish it would come to an end.
Roberta is the widow of Duck.
I was unable to resist some final words, hoping or wishing that his eyes would open to the true agenda that is in play in our sorry world today:
Rick, I truly fear that it's only going to get worse.
Even many non-churchgoers believe that this is all leading up to the Last Days.
I've seen submission to this fake 'vaccine' being identified as tantamount to accepting insemination from Satan himself.
Now, I have not attended an actual church service (in other words, one apart from things like weddings and memorials) since 1964 when I was 14 years old, but even I have come to see this whole irrational madness possessing the world as being sourced from the purest Evil.
I don't know if he feels up to handling that with a response.
The only other item I wish to touch upon is a short discussion of a movie that I watched late this morning on T.V. with my younger brother via our Android TV Box.
The movie was 2011's The Descendants.
I try to resist reading up on these films, so I was unaware that this one featured George Clooney. I had the movie title on a long list of movies to try and one day watch, and this one made the list because I had at that time just watched the movies being referred to as The Divergent Series.
The lead character in the movies was played by young actress Shailene Woodley, and I had quite liked her. So I researched and added her other movies to my future movie-viewing list.
Obviously, she had a role in The Descendants, playing the troubled teen daughter of George Clooney's character.
I hoped that my brother was going to be patient with the movie, for he can be most critical. Fortunately, the story caught his interest early on and kept him involved.
It had a satisfying ending, which is what he and I both most crave from the movies we watch. In addition, it was very well-acted.
My brother and I even came to like a rather dense teenaged supporting character named Sid ─ actor Nick Krause played him adeptly. Initially the character was an utter and repulsive 'doofus', but he grew on us.
Okay, I've blogged enough for this post. I have to try and handle some exercise now while I have the opportunity.
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