Lyle and I have been through some stressful times together. Since Lyle grew up in the wilderness of Northfield, MA, he’s fairly skilled at survival. As I’ve acquired skill deterring predators with Copper, my favorite hen, and her friends, I am certain camping together is not a terrible idea.

There is always a balance between security and liberty. So I’ll try to avoid building a compound for us, like I did with my hens.

I was concerned about predators in the wilderness location. So, short of an 18′- high cage surrounding them with barbed-wire topping, my hens were in a maximum security prison.

Lady, the beautiful hen, peered at me with piercing displeasure like my mother did growing up. I recognize disapproval when I see it.

Prisons are bad! I don’t want to live in a prison. Of course, rarely people want to be without their natural ability to do this or that, enjoy fresh air, or seek out a friendly chat with a neighbor.

I didn’t realize I have been living in a compound of sorts. A hellish one- where everything is decided for me. Who I am, what I can do, what I may think or believe. Or, not believe.

That explains why my automaton-like programming isn’t winning any acclimation with my new neighbors in Virginia. I try to be relaxed and friendly like people here. But, sometimes I can’t speak, think, and form sentences.

Having escaped the confines of a hyper-systematized and controlled environment, my neighbors here often look at me like I am, well, a malfunctioning escapee from a hellish, hyper-controlled environment.

I am not incorrect when I say Massachusetts can be a stressful, hyper-controlled environment as I grew up there. I lived my whole life there.

It’s sketchy, however, when everything I’ve been told to believe starts falling apart. Like, UMASS? The “Starship” of Public University so-called partners with Coca-Cola. The Athletic Arena looks like a shine to the great god, “Coke.”

Sugary, highly-caffeinated beverages, that are also addictive and dehydrating?? Don’t the professional educators at UMASS know soda is bad for you? I guess you can’t bite the hand that feeds you.

Franklin Medical Center. Try finding something not toxic and addictive to drink there. But, if you express displeasure with any small amount of human emotion, the security team will be ready “to assist” you outside the building.

The Dartmouth Health Care Center in NH, supposedly highly-rated, created a healthcare “Mall.” Several services of healthcare varieties upstairs- Addictive foods substances like greasy pizza, fries, Coke, and other stuff people claiming to be on the front-edge-of- human health should know are not good for human health!

Dartmouth Mall looks like a highly-expensive spa. But with no actual health benefits of green tea, nutrition, fasting, and relaxing that human health requires. It’s like the system is run by sociopaths.

I Am an escapee from a hyper-controlled, hellish environment. That explains why when I talk, I sound like a prisoner pleading for his life on the grounds of his good behavior. 🤔

Please, please don’t give me a vaccine touted as “safe and effective” when your whole healthcare system is neither safe nor Effective. I won’t tell anybody!

{Sigh}

Camping sounds like a good respite. Nature, relaxing, and fresh air. Fresh water. I am not certain I will find fresh, clean water anymore. But, Coke is the beverage of choice at the Federal Park System!