I lived through Fucking SARS in Beijing and Hong Kong in 2003 and was proud that I did not wear a Fucking Mask. “Fucking Masks are for Fucking cowards,” I said. “Everyone knows that Fucking surgical Masks can’t filter Fucking Viruses out of air,” I said.
I was Fucking wrong. I Fucking missed the point.
Fucking surgical masks keep you from spraying droplets on other people when you talk, cough or sneeze. These droplets might contain Fucking viruses which will Fucking infect other people. Fucking masks protect other people as much or even more than they fucking protect you.
The turning point for me was in February 2020 when I was on a Fucking flight from Hong Kong to Hanoi. Everyone on the Fucking flight, except for the row of people ahead and behind me, was wearing a Fucking mask.
The people behind me were Fucking coughing and Fucking sneezing. I could Fucking feel their Fucking droplet projectiles flying by my Fucking bald head. It was Fucking not cool. I wish they had worn Fucking masks.