Potomac River edge, Jones Point Park, Alexandria, Va.,
4:16 p.m., June 27, 2020
After stripping down, as appropriate, I started to go IN the river, but changed my mind about an actual swim.
Well, I had intended to post a full entry last night on ALL THINGS WOKE, including Covid-19 medical theatre-related, but it didn't work out that way.
About yesterday, I took the Metro from Foggy Bottom to King Street yesterday afternoon and followed my usual route down to Jones Point Park -- stopping for a while in a secluded spot right on the Potomac and very nearly went swimming (!) in the warm, mucky river -- before heading up to the main waterfront area of King Street.
Steps and stoop of 303 S. Union Street, Alexandria, Va.,
5:23 p.m., June 27, 2020
I stopped at / in Union Street Public House and was able to sit by the window, where I had a few drinks, properly "socially distanced," before arranging to take one of those Potomac Riverboat Company water taxies at dusk up to the Southwest D.C. Wharf. From there, I caught what turned out to be the last Metro at L'Enfant Plaza heading to Virginia via my stop of Foggy Bottom. I got home about 10 p.m.
I was quite tired at that point, and although I managed to watch part of a Star Trek: TOS episode on MeTV before falling asleep.
View from Union Street Public House, Alexandria, Va.,
5:36 p.m., June 27, 2020
This was looking out on the restaurant's very narrow outdoor dining area. A short-lived rainsquall had come up, chasing everyone except that couple away. Judging by the clouds, a lot more rain fell over D.C. proper. I think KDCA only recorded 0.02".
So, I'll try to post my planned entry later tonight. For today, after I shower/get ready, my plan is to follow a typical Sunday routine: Walk via Georgetown and Dumbarton Oaks Park to Holy Rood Cemetery for a sort of de facto solo picnic -- first detouring Safeway.
Thence, I'll head up to near the National Cathedral and then walk back to Connecticut Avenue and over to Fred & Doug's for our Sunday night dinner-and-tv-viewing soiree (we're up to Season 6 of 'Allo! 'Allo!).
Sunlight on the square-patterned floor, Union Street Public House, Alexandria, Va., 6:05 p.m., June 27, 2020
I should be home by 10 p.m.-ish and watch my late-night TV show line up on MeTV, Cozi TV, and/or Antenna TV.
I'm expecting the city to go batshit crazy with the fireworks -- the situation has been nothing less than Third World war zone-like in New York City -- because detonating all sorts of street-level fireworks is now part and parcel of our low-grade civil war.
In NYC, the police don't even bother to step in because it'll just set off more BLM / wokester rioting plus create opportunities for ugly police/protester encounters.
Dock of the City of Alexandria Marina, Alexandria, Va.,
7:11 p.m., June 27, 2020
Before I sign off, I'd like to draw your attention to yet another good article from the invaluable New Discourses website [link embedded]:
Ending Cancel Culture Is Up To You by Roy Meredith, June 24, 2020
He cites the situation of a data analyst and social scientist David Shor fired from his job after running afoul of the Illiberal Left thought police, specifically, on a listserv called Progressphiles. This topic has gotten good coverage by Jonathan Chait and in The American Conservative's "Big Sister Is Watching You" article. The latter delves into the truly Orwellian aspects of the current political moment, but this gets into what I want to discuss in my next entry, so I'll hold off on this.
Cruising up the Potomac River at dusk from Old Town Alexandria to the SW District Wharf, Washington, D.C.,
8:15 p.m., June 27, 2020
You're actually supposed to wear a stupid mask even while on the water taxi's upper, outdoor seating area cruising along. I took a selfie of me in a mask, but like most of my pictures, it turned out too ugly to post.
OK, I'm ending this entry now.