To the People Having Beach and House Parties, Your Selfishness Is Showing
Yes, the weather’s nice. Yes, we’re all bored. But I’m too tired to deal with the foolishness.
Last month, when people dragged college students for taking Spring Break trips as the coronavirus was surging, it was hard for me to pile on. Their actions may have been reckless, but they were reflective of the tone set by elected officials at the time — officials who had every reason to know better, but didn’t.
That was then. This is now. With the body count hitting 60,000, we all know that President Trump has failed us in this crisis in every way imaginable. But just because he’s trivializing those deaths, why should the rest of us?
For weeks now, I’ve recognized that while most are staying put, too many people keep going outside. I understand getting stir crazy, especially with the weather getting nice, but where is your mask? Where are your gloves? Why are you just standing on the corner, anyway? Why are you frolicking in the park as if you’re the star of a romantic comedy no one will ever see?
Some people don’t have anywhere to go, but I am speaking of the folks I know have a home. I want to scream, “Bitch, go home!” but fighting on the streets seems counterproductive to the larger mission.
Meanwhile, White people, I hate to generalize, but why do so many of your brethren not seem to believe in the concept of personal space? Please don’t make Whole Foods even more traumatic by causing me to lose both my paycheck and the ability to breathe because you had to get to your beloved Brussels sprouts. Granted, old-ass Black people don’t always grasp the concept either, but to their credit, most move the hell back when you remind them — with the respect they deserve, obviously.
And while I have the attention of Black elders: Why do so many of you refuse to listen to your children? Walmart can wait! Let your kids use Postmates on your behalf! You really can’t tell Black folks that survived Jim Crow to do shit, huh?