Library Fair is the biggest event of the year in Woodstock. The goal, of course, is to raise money for the library. Years ago, when the daughters were young, I took the family to the fair for the swap meet, hot dogs, hamburgers and watermelon. Some years, I played music on a flatbed trailer with whoever I was playing with at the time.
Before the advent of the internet, I spent a lot of time at the library, borrowing books, yakking with people and attending social functions. Like all other Woodstock institutions, the library leans very far to the left. As I moved away from the far left, and started doing more of my reading on the internet, my visits to the library became less frequent. Then, I stopped going. I can't remember the last time I was in the library.
I passed by the fair on my way to the liquor shop, where I picked up a bottle of wine for a birthday party I was attending. Passing by the fair was just an accident.
Woodstock serves a wide variety of people. On beautiful summer days, the bikers descend on town, stopping for lunch before they hit the mountains. This beautiful Harley bagger was parked in front of Taco Juan's, our Mexican fast food joint.
Political causes and Woodstock just go together. I passed by the Lutheran Church, and took a picture of the sign below. Long gone are the days when people fasted for their sins. Now, they fast to repent over their carbon footprint.
The old commies were out on the Village Green demonstrating against an Israeli cosmetics company. Woodstock's sick, Stalinist left has sunk to the bottom of the shit pile. These days, these assholes are pro-Hamas! That's right. Our low life commies have thrown in behind the Arab terrorists. Go figure. If you have the stomach for reading the ravings of these madmen, click here.
I stopped to talk to these old folks who were counter protesting in favor of Israel.
The bane of the Woodstock music scene is politics. Our local clubs aren't really music clubs at all. They're propaganda and indoctrination venues for the extreme left. The Colony is the focus of this bullshit. And, as you can see from the poster below, they host some truly vile events.
The birthday party was great. New friends, all of them riders. I ran into them a couple of weeks ago at Panera in Kingston. Drank a couple of beers and had a glass of wine.



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