To put things in perspective, Argentina has seen worse. During Peron’s time, churches were burned and the Jockey Club was torched, its priceless library lost in the fire. Homes and businesses were expropriated, used by the regime as rewards to the faithful or as bribes to new supporters. Schoolchildren were compelled to copy Evita’s book, one page per day, with a Peronist inspector checking the copybooks monthly. Public hospital doctors were forced to join the Peronist party to avoid being fired. Before big rallies, trucks would show up at hospitals and all personnel would be forced to go to Plaza de Mayo under the threat of dismissal. Street demonstrations were disbanded using tear gas, rubber bullets, soapy water from water cannons, or by mounted police using their horses to run over demonstrators.
For three whole years Argentines ate grayish bread, because all white flour was exported. Fridays were meatless – no beef available for love or money. Travel to Uruguay was forbidden, I don't know why. Landlords could no rise rents, nor evict non-paying renters. Many were blackmailed into "selling" to their renters at prices 1/20th. the property's market value.
After Peron died, his third wife became president. Isabelita was a night-club dancer with a fifth grade education, who governed advised by her astrologer and fortune-teller, Jose Lopez Rega.
Argentines have been through so many crises that they have become sort of impervious to them. What for expats is a major crisis, for the locals it is just more of the same.
Time will tell who's right.