Yeah, I must live in a free zone. All of the curfews, stay at home orders, etc. were more or less strongly recommended, based on an appeal to citizenship and science. If you didn't feel like you wanted to comply, you were not rounded up, no one slowed your internet access or delayed your flights, etc. And the lines, if any, were due to individual stupidity, like runs on butt-wipe and whatnot. You know; panic.
A digression here, for my own trip down memory lane: When the pandemic first became "a thing", I remember a trip to town to buy some air-tights and whatnot. I remember the streets were nearly empty. I was still served by essential workers at a fast food place, and all the stuff I wanted was in the store, except paper products. Luckily, we have a huge supply of such, due to our former business which we had just retired from. But everything else had been delivered to the grocery store by the essential-worker truckers who got it from people who were apparently still working, producing the essential stuff I needed. Mind you, most of those essential people were getting paid shit, but they still showed up to serve me in my privilege. But the best thing, that I still look back on with fondness, is the empty streets.
When I was young I could drive for hours and hours at night without having to flip between high beam and low beam. This was like that. When I was a little boy I would awake long before everyone else and walk my suburban/rural, dew-covered street before and at first light. Before the milk man came around to make his delivery, the whole neighborhood was dead of humanity. Only the birds would sing. Maybe a dog would bark. I would wonder if everyone had left. I would wonder if I was the last person on earth. I absolutely fucking loved it! My heart would always fall a little bit when some guy in his underwear stepped out on his stoop to grab a news paper that had been tossed to him before even I was out and about. The beginning of the pandemic flashed me back to that.
Then I think of the wisdom/meme circulating on social media saying something to the effect: "In your rush to get back to normal, think about what is worth rushing back to."
So I, living in privilege now, with my nearest neighbor about two Klicks away, on an inholding, surrounded by miles of river and mountain, dreading a trip to the city to get serviced by essential workers, think yeah, there ain't no totalitarianism here. I could be naïve. And even if not, I could be lucky while my fellow man suffers, but I do know for a fact that he who thinks he can go it alone is full of shit. Society, and the social contract exists for a reason. And when "freedom" permits each person to sling his semen all over hell and gone, then he has to be prepared to live with the consequences of his freedom. You put too many rats in a place, even free and uncaged, they will start eating each other. And they will have brought that, or the totalitarian system which prevents it, upon themselves.
Those who whine about totalitarianism have often brought it upon themselves through their exercise of unbridled freedom, a lack of enlightenment in their pursuit of self-interest, and their externalization of costs onto the backs of others, without supporting those others politically or in some other form.
Man, I loved the beginning of the pandemic! But the teaming masses have been out and about doing the same old shit as far as I can tell. Check that! I haven't been to a movie theater in over a year. And I love movie theaters. Woe is me.