Haircut? Tattoo you!

Okay, I started this blog to chat about what was going on during the pandemic.

What wasn't going on is we weren't getting haircuts (or tatoos).

Until now!

The governor of Georgia has partially "reopened" his state, especially hair salons and tattoo parlors.

If you haven't been watching the news, you might wonder about this.  As you are about to see, even if you do, you should wonder about this.

The funniest tweets about this was a set a week ago of this woman in Detroit, protesting, leaning out of her car window, showing the camera crew "see, I need a haircut now."  The video showed her gray roots down the center of her scalp.

Someone took this clip, showed the average growth of hair, how long the gray was, and calculated that it had been OCTOBER the last time she had her hair done!  Like, what were you doing then that was so important and now suddenly in a pandemic your roots are a priority. 

We really didn't need all the calculations to figure out it was ludicrous.

We need haircuts!  We need tattoos!  I want a tat that says "America...the world's dumbest country."

I really don't get the hair and tattoo thing.  Oh, yeah, bowling alleys...bowling alleys??!?!!?

Sure, I understand that all these proprietors are "small businesses" blah blah blah, but for those worried about the economy -- are we really a country whose economy is driven by haircuts, spas, tattoos, and bowling??!!??  I think we are in serious trouble if we are.

We can live without all of them; we can't live with the virus.  Literally.

And if it's not about "economic engine," then it's about looks?  Then we are the world's most superficial nation?  We can't imagine sitting at home with bad hair -- when we're not supposed to see anyone?  You're kidding, right?  Right?

It is a great stumper, why these kinds of businesses have become a cause celebre in these troubled times.  But then yesterday lots of people had to tell people not to ingest bleach, so I guess there's no explaining a lot of things.

Enjoy the nice weather (at least here, for a day) and don't worry about your hair.  It sucks, but so does everyone else's.