I’ve written about this transformation in me before before, but this is what changed me from being frustratedly amused by my fellow Americans to actively detesting all too many of them.
If you are a person who thinks that you have a right not to wear a mask, that philosophy cascades: I couldnโt give a darn about the cashier in the supermarket or the train driver because I donโt care about anyone. I will go into the bar, and I will do what I will do.
This pandemic has shown us who we are, at a level of clarity that is shocking to most people
Masks work and despite my hatred for them, they aren’t hard to wear. They save lives and they prevent others from infection and thus long Covid. And, they protect the wearer, too. It’s a net win for everyone. Yet many of the people of this country have such a fucked-up idea of freedom that they’d stoop to harming others and even themselves to express it. Before, I thought it was exaggeration, but now I know it’s not: this is a death cult of sorts, that worships such a perverse and contorted conception of freedom that it’s indistinguishable from the exaltation of annihilation itself.
This is not a sane country; this is not a sane society.