"We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give."
Winston Churchill
This morning I texted my barber to see if he has reopened.
He got right back to me and said yes,however no beards.
I opted to wait until facial hair cutting becomes socially acceptable again.
I was hoping to get "cleaned up " a bit.
Maybe he could get me from the homeless look I am sporting to something more akin to biblical sage.
Just a haircut won't do so it seems homeless continues.
I could easily fit in on the streets of San Francisco or any other major city where unkempt is the rule du jour.
Then again, I ain't goin' nowhere special so what do I care how I look.
I wasn't bothered by any of this.
It was a simple enough request,accompanied by a simple enough answer followed by an appropriate response.
No one got hysterical because I choose to limit my mask wearing. I didn't blow a gasket because my constitutional right to get my beard cut was being violated (I'm not sure which amendment addresses haircuts but I am sure it's in there").
Which makes me that much more upset when I listen to on radio or see on Facebook,the outrageously out of control nonsense and discourse between maskies and non-maskies.
It's truly nauseating.
And unfortunately, unless I completely disconnect from others,I am afraid that I will continue to be pummeled by this great debate.
To mask or not to mask?
Should this be the question?
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