To your final point: I do see it affecting us. The privileged classes really are just three meals away from collapse. So it's easy to sit here and say that sort of stuff now, but we can't get rice in Bethesda right now. Nor have we been able to for three weeks. Your ten pounds of rice stockpile is actually enviable. And, you know, that's haha funny now. But...I can't get rice. How many "I can't get XYZ" do we have in us before the very, very fragile privileged network falls apart?
Definitely... I think that's why our family focus is starting to shift to sustainability vs stockpiling. It's all well and good if you've got 20 pounds of rice on hand, but if it's sourced from Costco or the local supermarket, then you're shit outta luck when it runs out, which it will eventually. All I know is, I fuckin hate people and outside the ones I consider friends, I don't care to ever be around them again. Don't care if I ever see another NFL game live, concert, take a packed plane to some far off location. Maybe someday I'll feel differently, but for now the less I have to see or contact other people, the better. I don't fuckin trust anyone anymore in this hyper-armed, entitled, utterly retarded version of America.
That said, I do worry about those less privileged than us a lot. The only reason our family has any sort of preparation effort, supplies, tools, etc. ongoing is because we own a home, we have one person with a stable income, we have land and space, we have extended family that live nearby and help us out... tons of middle class resources we can fall back on in the short term to help get us through. If I were still single, living in an apartment with a shitty job and no car... I really have no idea what I would do.
I wound up buying a freezer online today from Lowes. It's set for delivery sometime before May.
I went to Best Buy yesterday on my way to pick up the kids because I wanted to see a) if they had freezers on hand and b) what they looked like, get an idea for space I'll need, etc. As soon as I get out of my car in the parking lot and start walking to the store, I hear a man's voice yelling very loudly, "Get away from me. Leave me alone. Leave me the FUCK alone. Leave me alone. Drive away, man. Drive the fuck away. You don't know me motherfucker!"
I see in front of the store there is an older black man, wearing a mask. He's the one yelling. As he continues yelling, I see him walk around the back of this lifted F-250... all black wheels, all black paint, interior... BLACK OPS in a matte black is stickered across the windshield. He's yelling and pointing at the guy driving this truck. All the windows are rolled down even though it's 40 degrees outside. Bald guy smoking a cigarette in front with a large doberman poking its head out his back windows. I didn't witness what the altercation was about, but I'm assuming it was road rage.
I walked into the store after watching the truck idle away, then parallel park in front of a closed furniture store. The older man was at the registers attempting to re-adjust his mask. His hands were shaking so badly, he couldn't get it on. I go over to him and say, "Hey man, are you ok???" I didn't really consider the fact that I'm also wearing a mask and have like, this wild Hagrid hair that hangs down to my chest now, so I forget sometimes I probably look insane. He reflexively started to put up his hands in a fighter stance before he realized I was genuinely concerned about him. He said he was fine and thanked me and said that people just need to "mind their own fuckin business."
I looked outside again and could see the truck now circling. The man finished his transaction and started to walk out. I said, "Hey man... be careful. That guy's still driving around out there." He just waved me off and left.
I walk into the store and see empty shelves, lots of shoppers. Aimless staff socializing with one another. Half the camera display pedestals were empty. Appliances were plenty, but if you walked up to check the price on any of them, almost all had a "sold out online and in stores" callout at the bottom.
It's still very surreal to me... I perceive this façade of normalcy everywhere, but now it's usually punctuated by stuff that's clearly symptomatic of a society that's spent the better part of 2 years isolating, hoarding goods, and stewing in our own juices. Dystopian as fuck.
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