I felt something big moving, like the first bits of snow on top of a mountain just beginning to slip. I felt the avalanche coming, but I didn't know where it was going, or how bad it was really going to be. I went out and bought 3 months worth of food for a family of 4 and started stocking up on ammo. When Tom Wolf shut everything down I was at work. Seething rage swept over me and I remember shouting something like "That weasel-faced duplicitous little emperor-wannabe fuck! Who the hell does he think he is?!" Surprisingly I didn't get fired for that.