All of this bullshit just caps off a slow change I've been noticing - first a few years ago seeing what used to be blue-collar after-work bars turning more "yuppie" and are now SocJus hangouts (or just closing down as the industry shuttered and the regulars aged out). Lately, one of my friends who used to be "punk" and edgy (wore a shirt that said Club Baby Seals on it while jamming back in the day) is now fully onboard with both SocJus and the masks - he even has a RAINBOW mask hanging from his rearview. Many such cases!
I may be a little Sheldon-like in my aversion to change, but fucking hell this is just too much. Everything has done a 180 on me (2020 really solidified this feeling) and I can't make heads or tails of the new social order, of which I seem to be near the bottom being a white Gen X female Trump supporter. I don't recognize my friends anymore (the precious few that I do have), and my acquaintance circle has drastically shrunk (there's literally nowhere to go even if I wanted to just to have a drink and bullshit around with non-PC people). I always have to watch what I say *insert assumption that what you said was racist when you never said anything about race. Using 'Section 8' and 'baboon' in the same sentence is enough to set someone off. It's a core component of some of my more exciting stories, dammit!
Big daddy government used to be the core target of punk's rebellion. It seems now that being a questioning conservative is the new "punk," but even more dangerous to express socially if you care about that kind of thing, which I increasingly do not.