We have all been here before

[lambchopp59]

I realize I'm likely to make an all over the place meandering post here.
92 percent of LGBTQ folks are vaccinated. We've been through a devastating pandemic of our own before.
Sometimes I regret ever having left the fay ghetto (castro) and this certainly qualifies as one of the times I wish I'd seldom ever had to deal with so many of these stupid, Trumper, anti-masker, anti-science gun toting fucking imbeciles.

I suppose part of abandoning the city was having lost 5 friends, my whole "crew", I'm the sole survivor that never recovered from that loss.
Now it's making the money has become paramount to save up for some sort of decent retirement, but because I work in healthcare (imaging) that got complicated via having caught COVID very early on in the pandemic.
I've taken some time off to try relative convalescence, to lower my blood pressure that blew way out of control, and part of that was dealing with idiotic Trumpers, patients and some staff, at work. I've had long hauler symptoms ever since I had the bug, and this worked to get me much healed, back to my baseline before spending one insanely sick weekend.
It's also a tremendous relief that the stupid anti-vaxxers have lost their idiotic stance.
Looks like my next travel contract will be signed this week, and the timing couldn't be better.
I was ready to just bamboozle the pharmacy 10/2 or thereafter to get a booster on board before heading back to where I'll be wearing the space suits in the ICU's again. Now the CDC director gave the panel the reality smackdown about that, thank you Dr. Rochelle Walensky, we need all the immune ammunition we can get aboard.
I'm due for my Pfizer booster 10/2, 16 days prior to resuming work. That couldn't have worked out better.

This pandemic has made a relatively isolated social situation far worse, I still talk to my dog loquaciously and attempt to equivocate some social interaction through internet conversations.
Here's my real hero. The person who has kept my head above suicidal waters throughout this idiotic time/space continuum we find ourselves in. https://photos.google.com/u/1/photo/AF1QipMHLEx9YhMyI6eNuPO83N8cog-H-OmNAzPFUPvz

[gay texan]

1. What was the Castro like in the 70's? N/t

[AllaN01Bear]

2. try living in a almost totaly red district .(tuolumne)

im single and find it hard to find companionship anyways .

pox on rr and tfg for screwing things up big time .





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[gay texan]

3. Same here

Have to resort to the usual apps.....

[lambchopp59]

4. My last gig was in Calaveras

However I was working, most of the time, with a "liberal" enclave. There were anti-vaxx RWNJ's on other shifts I'm curious whether they'll be surrendering to the jab or quit their jobs. I got assaulted by an anti-masker when I asked him to please put his mask back on while I was there. I had to quickly lock myself into a control booth and let him rant through the leaded glass how I was violating his god given breathing system. Security helped me diffuse this idiot.
I toured some of Tuolomne while there, beautiful country, too bad the occasional landscape marr of overblown "Trump" displays. Usually with some sort of obscene, acerbic messaging.
Much of my gigs have been in medical manpower shortage areas, especially when the job market is poor. Many years ago I had the nauseating experience of working in Del Norte county, during the "tea party" idiocy. Racist bumperstickers everywhere, and I had to endure overhearing collegues discuss at length whatever nutzoid shit Glenn Beck had postulated the previous evening. I'm taking advantage of the tremendous demand to get back to a somewhat more "desirable" area, with any luck.
Some bright day, these imbeciles will die off or see enough to figure out they've been acting like jackasses.
Maybe then we can once again pursue public venues.

[lambchopp59]

5. I was there in the mid 80's, after I'd gotten my scholarships.

I spend some time as a runaway in 1976 and 77 in SF, but I was hiding away in a long departed friend's apartment in the Polk district. Once I'd found a safe space, I seldom ventured out and the old guy in his 80's I was helping to care for was incapable of much outings anyhow.