And so, it is true to an extent that what I did wasn’t my fault. We didn’t know it, but we were the diseased ones and everyone we saw as an Other was not. We had the narrative—constructed over the long haul by misunderstandings, groupthink, pop-culture, and paranoia. It fed our brains the wrong signals. The infection boosted them, it stripped out everything else. God help us, it showed us what we wanted to see.
