A woman came late to yesterday’s event. She crashed through several rows of attendees, deposited herself at the front, and emitted a large string of mucousy, barking coughs.
After covering the first three rows of the audience in sputum, she reached into her bag, extracted a grimy single-use mask and put it on.
This attitude was topped by that of one of the moderators who wore her mask whenever anybody else spoke but removed it every time it was her turn to speak.
People have the most unusual relationships with their masks. I’m sure they have some sort of a theory about what these masks do but I can’t figure out what that is.

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