I mourn the loss of the elegant dissenter in every aspect of our modern lives. On many blogs, it appears impossible for commenters to state a cogent and reverential opposing view on what was originally written. The angry comments are filled with rage, snark, name-calling and unbridled hatred.
Last week, three of the top ten sellers on Amazon.com were surgical masks. People were buying the masks in a feint effort to protect themselves from the onslaught of the Swine Flu pandemic. This week, we are brought into the realm of the ridiculously sublime in the fashionable, yet tasteless, animal face surgical mask:
What do we fear the most? Our deaths? American culture is enraptured with the idea of dying in our popular entertainment and religious cultural memes. Today is Friday the 13th and that means — to many people — that today is an unlucky day, a foreboding moment in time, a chance for the terror within us to strike out in the dark to wound those surrounding us.