Here in Los Angeles, mayor Eric Garcetti, piece of shit that he is, shutdown bars and restaurants.
That means Mom and Pop shops are fucked.
There's a pizza joint around the corner from where I live that is family owned. And it's brand new. I go in occasionally and talk about his business, as my own Dad owned a restaurant. He tells me business is difficult and that the city's lax policy on street vendors hurts him deeply. He is an immigrant Armenian guy who just wants to support his family. He did all the right things, and shithead Garcetti panders to the illegal immigrants. You ever want to see people turn on one another, you allow crimes to happen for one group and not for another.
So this closing of social places keeps us from the socializing space that has been (supposedly) transmitting the virus. I'm not sure any of this helps, but distancing from one another obviously doesn't hurt. Though you practically need an island to get away from any Angeleno.
Here's the thing...I believe the stress of the virus is making us ill. Not to say you shouldn't have concern but a panic is just that. A panic. And it hurts the heart and weakens immune system. Some of the people here are fighting to be at color Red constantly. Old women are like that. But that prevention comes at a cost of living a good life.
Be worried, don't be insane.
And be considerate to others.
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