I went on my daily trip to the nearby craft brewery today for my 32 oz. crowler of beer. I've done this every day since the lock down. Something was different today. About 20 people, mostly couples had brought chairs and were sitting in the parking lot drinking their growlers and crowlers. Very communally. A big sense of "fuck you, I'll do what I want."
Not exaggerating. Revolution in the air.
We'll see. I'm joining them tomorrow.
Mike
Hunter S. Thompson, "Big dark, coming soon"