Covid News From the New York Times; Perhaps the Elimination of Republicans From the USA; Canada Still Beckons as Possibility of Becoming Prime Minister; Fantastic Day Ending With Pictured Lunch at the Louvre; An Appropriate Song From Doris Day; Unrequited Defined; Photo of Me at the Abu Dhabi Airport and of Absolutely Delicious Food

This information is from the New York Times. Ocean County, in Central New Jersey, a mixture of beach towns has household incomes that exceed the U.S. average. Nevertheless it is hugely unvaccinated. Only 53% have at two doses and only 26% have had a booster shot. So guess what? There is a “horrific amount of Covid illness and death with one out of 200 residents have died from the virus.” That is worse than Mississippi, the state with the largest amount of Covid death per capita and “worse than in any country except for Peru.” One would think that those New Jersey folk would, at some point, catch on? But I guess not. Covid could be a very unusual form of a sort of ethnic cleansing, the irrational and unscientific will be eliminated from the face of the earth. Unscientific, Irrational AND Republican – as it is politics that makes the difference. So sayeth the author who speaks of the ‘red covid phenomena”

Background is provided. In the beginning covid cases and deaths in the USA were higher in Democratic areas, most probably because they are home to several major international airports. The virus entered the USA on the West and the Northeast but swept across the country. There was, at the time, no partisan divide in deaths. But then along came the vaccine and then Covid became a disproportionately Republic illness, in summer of 2021 ‘the gap was soaring.” It was even worse in counties where Trump win in a landslide. A new study by four Harvard epidemiologists estimates that 135,000 unvaccinated Americans died unnecessarily in the last six months of last year.

My goodness, perhaps I can return to the USA at some point – the USA with no Republicans could be a pretty place. However, Canada also beckons. I could never become President of the USA because of my birthplace. I could become Prime Minister of Canada – during my two year stay in Vancouver there was some popular support for the idea. My hotel of residence, at the time, volunteered to headquarter the movement. I lived in the Trump International Hotel and Tower for four months. Indeed I did. But its doors were shuttered after three and a half years and the owner, Joo Kim Tiah declared bankruptcy, so that is not going to work. Faithful readers will have read, and perhaps YouTubed Raquel Dancho, a member of the Canadian House of Commons, who is a member of the Conservative party. She would be a fantastic choice – and Alberta has a Conservative government. Hmmmmmn.

Yesterday was a great day, absolutely great day. It began with breakfast at Caffe Nero at the Yas Mall, then to an Apple class on the iPad led by Caroline. She was so helpful, the class attended by highly intelligent people. I was the only one that showed up. We had a fantastic time and she solved several of my technical problems. SAD and I sped off to Louvre on Saadiyat Island where I received a huge welcome. One handsome young man escorted me to the restaurant saying that he follows me on Instagram – spoke of my fish feast at the Fish Market. The staff at the restaurant so happy to see me again – the Chef came to speak to me receiving compliments on the delicious food which shall be pictured. It was an utterly beautiful day, a slight breeze, moderate temperature, surrounded by happy people including a family from Canada located two tables away. Of course I spoke to them and gave them blog cards. The conversation began when I sneezed and then announced in a loud voice.
Me: Do not worry. I sneezed but I do not have the virus. I am negative in that regard, that regard only.
They: Much laughter.
Me: Where are you from?
They: Canada.
Me: Me too. I will come and speak to you.

There were from Montreal, I was from and lived in Western Canada and can not speak French. A huge vocabulary but when I tried to speak French during my yearly sojourns in Paris – everyone immediately spoke English as I fractured their language. People urge me to speak Arabic – they have no idea what they are saying. I ‘officially’ became a Muslim at the Zayed Islamic Center in Abu Dhabi. I was to repeat the Arabic words after a wonderful woman recited them to me. It probably took about half an hour as she was forced to correct my pronunciation time and time again. It was so meaningful though, I wept at the end. She told me that the persecution I suffered in Marin County for being a muslim woman would be rewarded by Allah on the Day of Judgment. We shall see, as I am a mere mortal and shall die but not for a long time according to my Primary Care Physician of 45 years who said I would live forever but then amended it (in writing). I will live until at least 100, but it is Allah’s decision, not mine and not my PCP’s.

I sat on the patio of the restaurant and thought of a song. Everyone, well practically everyone, says that they love me. There is a song by Doris Day, of course I googled and here are the lyrics.

Everybody loves a lover
I’m a lover, everybody loves me
Anyhow, that’s how I feel
Wow, I feel just like a Pollyanna
I should worry, not for nothin’
Everybody loves me, yes they do
And I love everybody
Since I fell in love with you
Who’s the most popular personality?
I can’t help thinkin’ it’s no one else but me
Gee, I feel just about ten feet tall, havin’ a ball
Guess ya might call me a Pollyanna
Everybody loves a lover
Who’s the most popular personality?
I can’t help thinkin’ it’s no one else but me
Gee, I feel just about ten feet tall, havin’ a ball
Well, I feel just like a Pollyanna
I should worry, not for nothin’
Everybody loves me, yes they do
And I love everybody
Since I fell in love with
Fell in love with
Fell in love with you, (Call me a Pollyanna, do)

But here is the absolutely, unqualified good news. I love everybody since I fell in love with Allah. I do know for a certainty that it is not unrequited. Definition of unrequited (of a feeling, especially love) not returned or rewarded.

Photographs of the food at the Louvre restaurant and a photograph taken by a woman from New York at the Abu Dhabi Airport. It was placed on Instagram with the following caption.
Me at the Abu Dhabi Airport. I am going somewhere in Sunday. It is only a five minute flight – leave at 9 – get there at 9: 05. Hahaha There is a time zone difference, the country is an hour behind.

More about the trip later. Stay tuned.

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