Sue - my post above stands. The reply by Chosun Juan has nothing to do with my comment, and I find it rather unpleasant.
I grew up in Britain, but have lived most of my life in Japan. Almost all of my friends who are not Japanese are American. Wherever we are from, we have met great people and unpleasant people from any ethnic or racial group we have met (in significant numbers). But I still think that the post you originally responded to was just a self-deprecating joke. Sorry about getting Winston's name wrong, if he's one of your heroes, but just as I was typing, my wife called to make sure that I was getting dinner ready, and it was an auto-typing thing.
It's been a very strange year. In various English-language newspapers it has been often stated that Japanese wear masks all the time. But this is only if people have a cold or flu. Like most humans, Japanese like to see each others' faces. I have been surprised at my own reaction in that I find it to be much more unpleasant going out when almost all people have half their face hidden than I would have guessed before it became a reality (just - I miss seeing people's mouths even when I'm just walking past them).
I hope you are in a good place (mentally as much as physically) wherever you are in California; I hope that if we all hold on for a little longer, we'll get back to where we were a year or so ago.
(Truly) best wishes to you.
I almost didn't respond to your post because another post will just drag this on, and I am embarrassed enough by my reaction to the comment. Still, I am compelled to apologize for any discomfort my overly defensive rant caused. I'm sure that the three glasses of wine I had with dinner didn't help. I don't imbibe much these days and it obviously went straight to my head. I seem to have contracted a much more dangerous illness than covid. An illness that is rampant at home these days; the Triggered Victim virus. I went off social media and news because all the whining and posturing was driving me nuts. Now, here I am in all my thin-skinned glory. I seem to have misplaced my sense of humor and/or my ability to let things roll off.