There will be a "peaceful protest" in my rural California town tomorrow. There is nothing to protest here, other than, oh, it's a rural area with a lot of white people.

I don't trust this protest to be peaceful. I don't trust the police to do anything about anything.

I got to eat Chinese food and play the slots at an Indian casino for the first time in months. Places like full-service restaurants and casinos re-opened for business a few days ago, after Ringmaster Newsom and the Sacramento Clown Show had for so long shuttered them for fear of COVID-19. It would be a shame if mobs of angry negroes, Chicanos, and their self-hating white liberal thrall were to destroy all that.

This is Los Angeles 1992 for me all over again.