So why would a capable man feign difficulty with a mask?
It’s the bitter tone in politics today. We don’t just disagree. We really, seriously, don’t like each other. It’s hard to concede a point to somebody you don’t like.
Of course, I am not an unbiased observer. I am a man of faith. Although ignorant on the actual details of science — what, exactly, is the difference between alternating and direct current? — I believe with smug certainty that when dealing with a virus that has a respiratory component, masks help. A person of class covers his mouth when he sneezes. Same principle here, except we are dealing with tiny droplets that cannot be seen.
That gets to the essence of the anti-mask argument. The anti-maskers do not wish ill on their families and friends. They do not believe masks work.
“These tiny droplets you talk about. You’ve never even seen one, have you?”
We do have some anecdotal evidence. Here in Missouri, we had two stylists at a Great Clips in Springfield who were infected and they had 140 customers. None was infected. The stylists and the customers wore masks. That is something to consider.
Of course, it does not help that early on, our own leaders, doctors among them, discouraged us from wearing masks. The only excuse I can make for them is they understood our base character, and they were afraid we’d hoard masks that doctors and nurses needed immediately. They were right. Not concerned about masks, we hoarded toilet paper.