Toward Ecosophy

I took my son to a sports medicine doctor today. I dreaded having to go to the appointment, but he approached me yesterday (he is a teenager, so this is a rare occurrence) and showed me a lump in his breast. He has a brilliant sports doc at a fancy hospital in North Atlanta. I dread going there because it is the land of fear and masks. As we walked in I saw the signs for masks. I ignored them. At the check-in desk I was asked if I had a mask-I said I did not because I was allergic to the toxic plastic materials in the mask. I was handed a mask and I held it in my hand. I made the ladies at that counter squirm with anxiety-the stress between needing to have good customer service and their fury at my unwillingness to follow rules was palpable. I asked why they are still wearing masks when the CDC no longer recommends it? Corporate policy. In the end I looped one part of the mask over my ear so that we could check in. The narrative is alive and well. The believer/fear zones are almost directly along political lines in this area.