I was just commenting in an earlier thread today how life is becoming more like Seinfeld every day.
Another illustration of my point.
One of the things I find interesting is that you have people coughing on each other, obviously sick with something and nobody really freaks out. Very impolite and extremely annoying, of course. But if you did some of that stuff today, IRL, people would be convinced they were going to die.
Cops would be called, hazmat suits donned, massive cleanup efforts begun and so on.
Lighten up, folks. It's only a virus. Not much different from a cold or the flu.
Too many people are paying too much attention to the news media.
I posted the Seinfeld clip where Kramer goes on an AIDS walk, but refuses to wear the red ribbon, and so is savaged by the virtue signaling mob. Curb Your Enthusiasm has a similar bit where Larry David is introduced to a veteran, but refuses to say “thank you for your service.” I still haven’t warn a mask.
I haven't worn a mask, but I also haven't gone anywhere where the mask rules apply. I don't have a mask, and I'm just dealing with it by controlling where I go. I have not been inside any place other than my own house since March 5th.
I've interacted with a lot of people but only outdoors and at a 6 foot or more distance.
I have not been inside any place other than my own house since March 5th.
I've interacted with a lot of people but only outdoors and at a 6 foot or more distance.
So when you need groceries, you send Meade?
As with everything in life now, that reminds me of a Seinfeld episode where Puddy tells Elaine to steal the neighbor's newspaper.
He can't because he believes "Though shalt not steal" But since Elaine is already going to Hell, in part because she is bossy, it doesn't matter if she steals it. She has nothing to lose.
Earlier in the clip Elaine asks Puddy if it bothers him that she is not a believer. No, he replies "I'm not the one going to Hell.
I have a mask, which I wear to the oncologist, and when someone visits our house ( we are in the process of preparing to sell.)
That's about the extent of my non-family interactions. My wife and son wear masks on their more-but-still-infrequent outings to reduce the chance of bringing something home to me.
I got a mask I made from a t-shirt and a couple of elastics, that I keep in my back pocket, just in case anyone asks. But, with only 3 deaths in my whole county, I'm not sweatin' it. I stay indoors, mostly, anyways. And I can count.
Meade - I hear you, Homie. But remember: men die before women, and black men die before everybody - in theory, I got 6 years left (that's a lot of fuckin'). But, I've already (almost) doubled my lifespan, so my goal, now, is to extend the warranty on this mothafucka. You do what you gotta do, Man, but don't let her use you up: women like that fight for survival.
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I was just commenting in an earlier thread today how life is becoming more like Seinfeld every day.
Another illustration of my point.
One of the things I find interesting is that you have people coughing on each other, obviously sick with something and nobody really freaks out. Very impolite and extremely annoying, of course. But if you did some of that stuff today, IRL, people would be convinced they were going to die.
Cops would be called, hazmat suits donned, massive cleanup efforts begun and so on.
Lighten up, folks. It's only a virus. Not much different from a cold or the flu.
Too many people are paying too much attention to the news media.
John Henry
What a bunch of Karens!
I posted the Seinfeld clip where Kramer goes on an AIDS walk, but refuses to wear the red ribbon, and so is savaged by the virtue signaling mob. Curb Your Enthusiasm has a similar bit where Larry David is introduced to a veteran, but refuses to say “thank you for your service.”
I still haven’t warn a mask.
Double dipping is okay as long as you dip the unbitten part.
Where's Elaine rubbing the keyboard on her butt? Or Kramer making dinner in the shower?
Mark, it might be in Part II.
I haven't worn a mask, but I also haven't gone anywhere where the mask rules apply. I don't have a mask, and I'm just dealing with it by controlling where I go. I have not been inside any place other than my own house since March 5th.
I've interacted with a lot of people but only outdoors and at a 6 foot or more distance.
Blogger Ann Althouse said...
I have not been inside any place other than my own house since March 5th.
I've interacted with a lot of people but only outdoors and at a 6 foot or more distance.
So when you need groceries, you send Meade?
As with everything in life now, that reminds me of a Seinfeld episode where Puddy tells Elaine to steal the neighbor's newspaper.
He can't because he believes "Though shalt not steal" But since Elaine is already going to Hell, in part because she is bossy, it doesn't matter if she steals it. She has nothing to lose.
Earlier in the clip Elaine asks Puddy if it bothers him that she is not a believer. No, he replies "I'm not the one going to Hell.
https://youtu.be/yE0nenGeW5A
Careful, Meade. She's using you!
John Henry
"Careful, Meade. She's using you!"
I wanna spread the news
That if it feels this good getting used
Oh, you just keep on using me
Until you use me up
@Ann,
"Well aren't you something." - George Costanza
I have a mask, which I wear to the oncologist, and when someone visits our house ( we are in the process of preparing to sell.)
That's about the extent of my non-family interactions. My wife and son wear masks on their more-but-still-infrequent outings to reduce the chance of bringing something home to me.
Meade, he died.
No close talker?
Those were mail in ballots Newman had stashed in Jerry’s storage space.
I'm CRYIN'.
Seinfeld was so good.
I got a mask I made from a t-shirt and a couple of elastics, that I keep in my back pocket, just in case anyone asks. But, with only 3 deaths in my whole county, I'm not sweatin' it. I stay indoors, mostly, anyways. And I can count.
Meade - I hear you, Homie. But remember: men die before women, and black men die before everybody - in theory, I got 6 years left (that's a lot of fuckin'). But, I've already (almost) doubled my lifespan, so my goal, now, is to extend the warranty on this mothafucka. You do what you gotta do, Man, but don't let her use you up: women like that fight for survival.
Manya died!
Just listened to more of the Jason Alexander interview on Gottfried (is his podcast well-known enough to just use his name?).
He talked about finally getting George's outlook in the scene in which his boss asks him about banging the cleaning woman on his desk at night.
Jason said George's response could have gone in different directions: denial, outrage, admitting he did it. Pretty conventional responses.
George's response: "Was that wrong? Because you and I both know this goes on all the time in offices."
That's where you hear genius, in an unexpected response that still rings true.
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