(PICTURE DONE BY EX-CARTOONIST, A NATIVE, NOW DECEASED)
You know when you’ve got one, in Oregon, a nice fat sinus infection; it’s part of the price of living on River Road, with all the exhaust, SMOG, gas-fumes inundating it all. You want to live in the Willamette valley, you got allergies, asthma, bronchitus, and sinus conditions. Maybe Ken Kesey loved Oregon,. but he saw the descending smoke, fuel, grass seed burning, enveloping the valley, and he took drugs to avoid it. The rest of us took antibiotics.
I remember long ago, my dad’s nose bleeding, during grass seed burn; now my sinus bleeds and the SMOG and gas fumes AND POLLEN, give me sinus infections. .My dad didn’t go to a doctor, we were not used to that, unless you’re dying, you don’t go to a doctor.–And sometimes it got that way, here.No money? go sell yer house!!!
I left Oregon, most of my life, to go to states that had JOBS. Many natives left, never came back. lucky me, I hadda come back!!!BUT WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE TIME???
“hEY,CAROLINE!!” I phoned my friend, who was home sick with the local bad virus and bronchitus.”You need anything from Bi-mart?? How yah feeling?” “Why are you calling me at 7 AM?” she rasped.”I thought we gained an hour,” me replied. “We got that, true, but you have the wrong time.”—and went back to sleep.
I knew my clock on my tv, a DVD-VCR-COMBO, was doomed, the remote would not work;battery. I left it, for a younger person later to (attempt) to set the time. I always did that myself, oh well.
But my clock-radio was ok; I had to reset it, easy. OK, NOT SO EASY I did it anyway!
I phoned the operator, for exact time; Wait, that’s an hour BACK!
OK, WHO HAS THE RIGHT TIME? this should be easy!
But my main clock is off; some day I wanta get my dad’s ancient antique fixed, and wind it about every 12 or 24 hours. BUT–DO YOU put yer old clock on saving’s time? This is an old clock, it needs old time. Slow, ticking, like me.And chiming regularly.
My dad never had trouble finding the time; some customer would come in the shop, & he brought local time with him.WORK-TIME. YES, people actually WORKED IN EUGENE, and HAD JOBS 40 or more hours a week! “Work-jobs” were not just a phantom of California. Non-natives don’t believe me when I tell them, “work class jobs were here, and you could get one.”(make sure you go to the right church.) Not ALL of them paid well, but better than now.
There was real business downtown; only one health food store was in town, Porter’s. We knew it had “weird food” and “weird pills.” There was a great movie theatre, where you saw”Snow White & the 7 Dwarves on yer birthday.There were shops downtown. (!!!) There were plenty of orchards here, go pick it yerself; I ate sour cherries off our tree. There was plenty of FRESH PRODUCE here, not from Brazil.
We were “The Green state” now we’re the “Broke and hungry state.”And no longer being an agricultural state, you tend to become a state where food costs you a lot more. Imagine the mid-west without cheese and dairy farms, importing blue cheese from Denmark. 
But commies were trying to put fluorine in the water, here. locally, under guise of helping kids’ teeth,
& everyone knew it was poison! OK, you get heavy dental bills, or fake choppers, as an adult, don’t blame Eugene!
But there was plenty of LOCAL PRODUCE here. I now get my grapes from Chile. I miss the sour cherries so much; now Michigan grows, dries and cans em,I have to buy dried over the Net.-for a lot of money.Friends on Wilkes’ Drive had cows, & got their own milk.We canned like crazy, there was plenty to can.The local produce cannery thought so, too.
Can you tune up, an Oregon with LOTSA TREES AND MILES OF FOREST? not all getting sold off to private cutters? That was a different time.
TIME was always yer worst enemy, you had no control, and it often takes away all your good stuff. You get stuck with lousy grapes from Chile.—oh, and NOW we got GREENIES, BUT NO “GREEN” MULAH.–and less food grown here.
At least you got the Internet now; so you can order expensive food, from South America, or Michigan, who is smart enough to still grow food.You know the people who survived the Depression of 29′, for almost ten years, before WW2?? People on farms, and who could grow food!! Now that Eugene and this county no longer grows all those green-beans, blackberries, and orchards, we have done a dumb, idiot thing:
During a vastly horrible economic time, we don’t grow those orchards any more. Now we got “organic farmers”, who want a million bucks for one apple..They better start guarding those gardens and little cute organic farms, at night, cause now FOOD has become more pricey than DRUGS. 
Sigh; any county and city dumb enough to tear up and chop down, 100-yr. old trees, to put in the EMX bus line,, IS also dumb enough to get rid of all the produce-bearing acres, and stick in developments.
AAAHH, the intellectual limitations of “progressive Democrats & liberals”!!! It’s one thing to stick Obama into office, but letting Mayor Pussy tear out all the huge trees, stick in a bus no one here WANTS, so the fed. govt. can gift Mayor Pussy with millions of bucks in grants, ain’t good. And the rumour no one likes to talk about is true; our Pussy is clinically “manic-depressive with very active mania” and no amt. of Lithium is going to render her sane.
Lithium doesn’t always work, if there’s no brain, there, in the first place. Even Lithium can’t cure the insane state of “Progressiveness.” THAT is beyond any drug.
What would be very sane, is, “get rid of day-light saving’s time” and go to the regular time, time. Stop all the embarrassment of arriving the hr. too late,, too soon, two hours 2 soon, and having to phone up the operator, to get the exact time switching from one time-system to another. UGH. WHY in our advanced techie-era, can we not just do ONE TIME REGION, and stick to it? Isn’t it bad enough, you gotta figure yer friend in Michigan,is hours ahead of you, if you call? That if you have business with Hong Kong, or Guandoung (spelling) province , they are awake during your night time, and you call them up, at your evening?
No wonder fashion designers in one country, have to call their business-home, in other nations, in the evening cause it’s their DAY,& Germany’s or London’s time is still quite different from that of Italy.Try calling the factory in China, its on the other side of the world, alright. When did “globalization” get to be such a pain in the ass? –or maybe it always WAS a pain in the ass, we just put up with it. With the increasing advent of beginnings of WW3, that could change. War tends to separate countries, not bring them together.
Then you could stop worrying about what time it was, in Guangduong, or Hong Kong, or Italy– and become–GASP!–“Nationalistic” or, as consumers sourly equate, “very limited in your choices.” I still cannot equate a “free choice” in consumer products, with buying purses, or clothes, or microwaves, or other products, that fall apart the next day because they are manufactured so cheaply and BADLY. ASK ME what my modern Cuisinart blender is like; easily burnt out, just making soup. THAT’S CUISINART?? SHAME, SHAME ON YOU!!!
For all the global-time access, i can’t keep a Panasonic high-voltage microwave from burning out though it’s brand new!! YOW, how can i make micro-wave popcorn??SCREW YOU, PANASONIC DOLTS!!! BLAST YE OH CRAPPY cUISINART bLENDER!! TIME for a change!!
GET RID OF DAY-LIGHT SAVINGS TIME!!! We don’t ever have enough time, anyway, to screw our lives up, or fix them.
And I’ve stopped worrying about Death, cause (1.) Everyone does it. (2.)We realize its only the end of one life; (3.) I at least, respect the continuity, ease of dimension-slip, from now, to THEN, and KEEP GOING, AND–its change, but everything constantly changes you wouldn’t want to stay the same forever. You cant!! Why? Somehow, time continues onward, you do too, and this body and creature was not meant to be active & alive forever. Even the Phoenix bird dies on a funeral pyre, and arises from the ashes a new bird, for a new life.
—which translates to, “We just wear out.”
I kind of don’t mind, altho i miss people, and I often think I’ll see them again, afterwards. All this, from a haurang of Day-Light-Savings’ Time!! Forget it; forget the TIME, it doesn’t matter, we lose it in the end, anyhow. 🙂
(Sandraminadotty, sniff, sniff, ouch,”nasally chalLanged, ” in Eugene OR USA. 🙂 )
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