“In a sane society, the grandmas themselves would have reacted in horror to playgrounds being closed down, so kids couldn’t play with each other, out of fear they would get grandma sick.”
That is so true. I have a brother-in-law that did not see his grand-children in person for two years! Not even his first-born grandson who was born in the spring of 2021. How in the world does that make sense?
We are lucky in that our grandchildren are all home-schooled so it didn’t effect their schooling at all. In addition we all lived at the time on over 10 acres in two separate residences so the gkids could move back and forth between both homes for variety. Plus they had plenty of woods and a creek to play in. My son and d-i-l have since purchased their own place but it’s not too far away from us.
I can’t imagine how parents dealt with living in a 12th floor or so inner city apartment with children and constant “Karens” telling their children not even to breathe while too close to someone else! No wonder children are having emotional and mental issues.
I live in New York City. I’m divorced and my teenage son lives a little over a mile away with my ex.
They went all in for the mask cult. A combination of my ex being a hypochondriac, and my son being at that stage where he wanted to rebel against his blowhard conservative dad.
Luckily, between my ex’s hypochondria, and her exposure to alternative doctors over the years, she was cautious about the vaccine. And once I started sending her all the horror stories, she was completely against it.
But they both only just started taking off the masks completely recently, though my son still wears it in the subway. I barely saw him at all for almost that whole first year. He wouldn’t hang out with me unless I wore a mask.
I felt I had to hold my ground. Everybody around me was caving on all the madness. I couldn’t live with myself if I caved too.