Covid Restrictions Are Inhuman

I’m travelling and stopped at a Chipotle for lunch.

There was no dine in. And they’d gone to online orders only.

The restaurant was half filled with masked customers, they stood or leaned against the walls, waiting for the orders, and in the meantime, they stared at their phones, or their shoes.

But the room was silent. No one spoke to each other. No one made eye contact.

The kitchen staff was walled away behind their counter, masked, and seemingly a world away from the people in the restaurant. They emerged occasionally to place food on pickup tables.

It was efficient, and soulless.

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Travelling across the country over the last few weeks I’ve been struck by how capricious these restrictions are. And how they distort our behavior, and bring out the worst in us as people. In this case, they were designed to eliminate any human interaction.

The sadness in that room was palpable.

We’re hurting ourselves.