We here in Connecticut are learning to live with Covid19. While the virus is not our friend, we seem to have reached some sort of rapprochement with it. Most the state’s citizens wear masks in public places and observe social distancing mandates, without feeling that their constitutional liberties have been infringed upon. There have been localized spikes in four towns, New London, Norwich, Preston, and Windham, and the governor and public health department are considering ordering those places to remain at Phase 2 of reopening. But most of the state appears to have the virus under control, at least for now, with less than 5 new cases per 100,000 population being reported.

In my own little life, I recently cancelled my annual grouse hunting trip to Wisconsin and Michigan because Wisconsin has become a virus petri dish, with Michigan catching up, thanks to the Republican legislature and the state supreme court preventing Gov.Gretchen Whitmer from imposing new restrictions. Also, as you must have heard, members of  a Michigan militia have been arrested by the FBI for a plot to kidnap Whitmer and try her for treason at some hidden location in neighboring Wisconsin, with the hope of somehow sparking a civil war. The militia, known as the Wolverine Watchmen, accused the governor of being a “bitch tyrant,” which suggests that these boys may be misogynists pissed off not because their governor is a tyrant but because she’s a she. Anyhow, I had a picture of myself tramping through the northern woodlands with my dog, shooting at a grouse, and drawing fire from militiamen in training for some other violent stunt.

Meanwhile, Leslie is watching the British Baking Show, which she does every afternoon. She finds the civility of its contestants soothing while the president of our country rages around the White House, madder than mad King George at his craziest.

That’s the news from Lake Wobegon.

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