I'm reminded of those jerky movie projector black and white films that we saw when I was a youngster in school. They showed relief organizations in some devastated area of Africa, where they threw the supplies off the back of trucks and people swarmed them like ants, devouring every last crumb. All of Graf's Hodgdon powders vanished as fast as they could dump them out for the starving, albeit panicking reloaders to swarm and scarf up in seconds flat. Lately, a lot of shooters camp on those sites for circumstances just like that. They are so desperate (or greedy to scalp) that its all their day is spent doing. Strange days indeed...
For the amount of reloading that I do in support of our short, comfortable, shooting season up here, I'm sitting just right to get me through that 2021 season. I pray that the conditions improve by next fall and that "all we have to fear, is fear itself"...and... for some, the need to profit from it.
Hoot