Late Evening Me Droogs n Droogettes
Sooooooo OK… the new gig has me talking to people alllll over the country. My biggest calls are from New York… both Upstate and New York Fuckin City, NYFC for brevity.
The picture painted is a Zombiepocalypse… minus the Zombies.
Currently, things have completely –stopped– as one long term born-and-raised girl told me.
Said she has to cross Times Square every morning to go to her ‘must-be-there’ job, even though she hasn’t been officially declared essential. Her take: “I’ve been going across Times Square for the past 6 years… Usually I bump into at least 200-300 people in my trek. Not so much these days.. it’s fucking creepy… the only people out are the homeless…. no cops… no nobody. I’m carrying an ancient handgun my granpappy left the family back in the day ‘cos I’m afraid someone’s gonna try and eat me.”
(This’s almost verbatim… I took notes) “The worst part is how quiet it is.. I can hear the various boards (the big video boards and neon apparently) in the Square snapping and popping every time they switch… like normally, the board switches advertisements and you don’t notice unless you’re looking at them… Now? Snap crackle and pop and a new ad is up…MAD Creepy…. if this doesn’t end soon, I might lose whats left of my sanity.”
I sympathized with her… sounds right awful from my bucolic existence.
Now, then other issues: Crime. I’ve had a MAD number of people calling in and stating that their orders have not shown up. I, of course check said orders for confirmation, and invariably have found that yes, yer shit WAS delivered, but lo and behold! Gone. Grown legs. Dis-appear-O’d. Vamoosed. Departed-with-haste. Low level crime, but the fact is, in one case, the Vic knew who took it, who told him to fuck hisself. Must suck living in a state where guns are outlawed eh?
Then to the midwest.. apparently some companies, specifically Elder-Homes.. Rest Homes… Croaker Central. One in particular in Arizona… they cancelled their orders thru August. So I got a call from the dude who ACTUALLY runs the place, and he was like “When are we receiving “X” as we’re out, I need it, the residents need it, and what the fuck is going on?”
“Y’all motherfuckers were supposed to deliver last week!!!” he yelled at me. I was like “Bro, chill pill and lemme see whaddup wit what?”
I checked his account, and after a deep dive into aforementioned account, I found a corporate bean counter (who’d he’d never heard of) had put a ‘push’ on deliveries until August. The order was for every two weeks of product at $600 per delivery… from what I could tell in the note, bean-counter saw this as a chance to save/pocket some dinero by ‘pushing’ the delivery. I told him what I found, and even said “Yo bro… fuck it if I get fired… fuck that corporate cunt. Lemme change some shit and get you and the oldsters squared away!”
I rescheduled the orders… doubled them actually, and then, just to be a cocksucker (LOL) I changed the notifications to the account that everything went thru him instead of corporate.
Dude was happier than a clam in mud.
I might get fired, but at least my conscience is clean.
Then, other COOL thing. I hadda oldster.. dude sounded like a OLD man… Like as in OMFG “Check to make sure yer alive dude” on the fon… he wanted to cut back on his order for “the good of the country.” Said he could deal with a shortage IF it meant youngsters and kids would have enough product….
Fuck… Dude brought a tear to my eye… here was this ole fucker out in Bumfuck Texas telling me to cut back on his order “so the kid’ll have enough.” I assured him vehemently that “Sir, yer good… not only are you good, but yer next order is on me.” I punched in a complete freebie for him for two months, and hey, I get fired I get fucking fired. I’m so new I squeak, so’s I figure I can play it off… but GOD-DAMN it take an oldster like that to remind me of what it means to be an American dammit.
I’m sorta ashamed I had to be reminded to a point. Hardcore Charlie out in the panhandle reminded me is all… I’ll raise a glass to him for sure.
SO otherwise, California, its a mess.. it’s NYFC thats completely and UTTERLY fucked. Which means, whelp, between the food processing plants being closed, the food being shitcanned left and right, and the lack of a cohesive plan…
I give it two months before people really wake up to how bad the systemic damage is.
I’m a military logistician, I know of what I speak.
Lead Time for Buttwipe: Tree to Paper 5-6 months
Lead Time for Chicken to Tenders: 6-9 months
Lead Time for Cow to Burgers: 9 months to 2 years depending
Lead Time for Pigs to Pork Ribs: 9 months
Right now, ALL the beef, chicken and pork processors are shutting down as you well know.. What you DON’T UNDERSTAND is that they’ve been Producing “X” amount of chicken, pigs and cows for the expectation of “Y” with “Y” equaling slaughter/processing. “Z” being the sale of aforementioned “Y” products….
That shit just stopped cold.
Which means the Pig, Cows and Chickens ain’t got nowhere to go. Which means the guys building/raising them ain’t got A) The food or B) The money to KEEP those motherfuckers around… which means then they need to be culled.
Which means they’re going to be culling. Just as the summer kicks off. If it happened in winter, reducing down to breeding stock might have been ok, bbut what with summer coming, ain’t no way, no how in any way shape or form do they have the storage capacity for that much culled anin-imals.
Meaning MAD waste, and seriously… famine in the future.
We just had some of the worse crops in history… bad floods, lack o’corn yadda yadda… now add on no more beef/pork/chikin protien?
Load up. Gonna be a bad run. Comments welcome. PLEASE!
Til Later I remain The Intrepid Reporter