I’ve often thought that what we need to counter what’s coming is a new religion, where the like-minded form bonds through touch and kindness and soft conversations over home-cooked food, practicing human connection as it has been done for tens of thousands of years. I don’t know exactly what rules this new faith would impose on its congregants, but I think that going door-to-door and interrupting folks while they’re trying to have dinner should be considered a mortal sin.
