The political pivot from plague to re-opening has been nothing less than breathtaking, if you obsessively follow the US political news. After a MAGA terrorist invasion of the Michigan statehouse and astroturf “reopen my state” groups proliferated, including protests in Sacramento, the political class is all aboard the reopening train.
The public’s not going along, so far.
Restaurant reservations have barely started creeping up from dead, even three weeks after the first state “reopening.” That does suggest most of the public is smarter than the political class, at least.
States are one-upping themselves to falsify data to make themselves look less bad. California and LA County still have increasing cases and deaths, although most counties in the state don’t. Is it any wonder people aren’t going along with reopening yet?
Starman Musk lost some fanbois over “reopening” the Fremont factory a week before the state had allowed him to. Some universities are pledging to “reopen” to students in the fall, including Purdue (whose politician-turned-president dissed a colleague’s engineering prof sister), Notre Dame, and New York University, which thinks somehow putting the lecturers behind plexiglass is going to work out.
Mono county is one of those trying to “reopen” despite having a sudden spike in cases last week. Their justification seems to be that Newsom changed the criteria to make it somewhat easier for the small counties to go to the state’s “Stage 2,” which allows more businesses to open. They hope to have the Fishing Opener on June 1st as usual.
I’m not convinced the rural counties’ “reopening” is wise, since us Angelenos will bring the virus there as soon as we’re able to go. But that’s rather out of my hands. We’re probably going to go up the last weekend of the month ourselves.
Casa Conway’s in a relative stable pattern now. We get up and go to work in our home offices every day, we do a couple of walks a week and a couple of yoga classes, and once (and sometimes twice) a week there’s a shopping run. I last was out on 15 May, to get the snow tires off the Model 3.
Oh, I spent 9 hours on the 16th cleaning the garage. It’s a long way from done.