We are all untouchables now
Last updated 3/18/2020 at Noon
I was standing in line this past weekend, watching a symphony of social unease played in a minor queue. There were just a few of us in line, and we were twitchy.
I could be projecting. I could have been doing all the twitching by myself.
It's just that I saw the photos from both European and American airports last weekend, when panicky stampedes to get through customs created a nightmare of impersonal space. We've all heard of disease vectors by now.
It was just alarming to see them with suitcases, coughing and sneezing and shuffling forward slowly, hampered by those four horsemen at the f...