Between fires, protests down the street (he spent one night cowering under a desk), getting doxxed and screamed at by a neighbor, a couple encounters with homeless people (one of whom threatened to shoot him), suicide attempt by a relative, practices being started then cancelled again, and online school, he hates Los Angeles (and rightly or wrongly equates the state with Los Angeles). He says when he goes to college he's leaving here and never coming back (I chuckled...said the same thing when I was his age). He loves Utah...we have a bigger house, swimming pool shared by 6 units, a forest for a backyard, golf course, soccer, everyone says "hello" to you on the street (he was seriously perplexed by that the first day), and everyone is (while still being cautious) just so much more relaxed about the pandemic.
The older doesn't want to hear me whine and complain 24/7 but is willing to trade that to hang out with his friends.