The local alt weekly, and probably other sources, reports that the police mosques by a game of one on one contact basketball, told them to stop, and so goes social distance against contact participatory playground sports.  Here you have a gander on basketball as played on the courts during the moment of cornavirus.  4 playets, all around a hoop, taking turns throwing up baskets.  If the NBA does resume any type of season, we shall see a game whose overall quality has atrophied, defenses hampered by having to edge back to guarding within six feet,  but for free throw and 3 point season — those should have percentages break the record books.

Notably, the swing I had spied an illegal swinger on has the yellow tape around it I saw around the sets at a different park — though they I witnessed someone defiantly step over it and use it after muttering “oh, screw it.”

. No one is talking about the revolution.  What I hear are quick quips, of various degrees of seriousness and hope, on the coming looting.  Not a revolution — just ask New York city of the late 70s — (interesting chapter in the book Love Goes to Building on Fire on where various musicians were at the big one — some stealing high quality equipment to create better music with, so if it comes to that, we have some art that May come out of it.

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