Just to be clear, I'm not a germaphobe anymore. But I was raised to be one. I was in ICU as an infant and sick a lot as a child so it made some sense back then.
Growing up as the only kid in the lunchroom with a HandiWipe in her lunchbag, I knew about germs. It became like my super power. I used to brag, "I can follow a germ from here to the Great Wall of China," a flippant cliché that took on ironic meaning when the China Virus hit our shores.
Maybe it's this "super power" that helped me see the incredible futility of wearing masks and gloves and personal cover-all Teletubby bubbles and whatnot. By the time Americans got around to masking up in Spring of 2020, I'd shed all of those accoutrements as worthless.
But it goes deeper than that. Much deeper!
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