Went to the store today in full suit and mask. Most people ignored, some snapped pictures to try and use the odd event to virtue signal or get attention on social media. One tired looking woman in a mask and gloves (one of two wearing masks out of easily 100 customers) nodded knowingly. Her cart full of actual food instead of diet coke draped over the basket edge and a week's worth of frozen tv dinners boomers buy. It was quite depressing a sight. But one guy took the cake. Slinging water from a pallet to the bare shelves he mockingly said "you're scaring me over here bro". The "good" meme popped into my head. Ron paul. If only you knew how bad things really are memes. "Not my problem", is what I replied, turning back to my list. My problems sleep under my roof, and look to me to keep them safe and fed. Keep prepping. Ignore the masses, ignore the media rhetoric.

God forbid we are wrong and you end up with a properly stocked pantry. Outbreak or not food prices are climbing. The economy is tanking. Shelve are going empty. Massive trading docks are empty and silent. Crop failures in half the entire world. Social and ethnic tensions at a boiling point as the world's elites place bets and eagerly await the dogfight of conflicting religious and ethnic cultures stuffed into a burning cage.

Surviving is simple. The first to accept reality and adapt to it the quickest survives. If you choose to not do that.... It's not my problem.