I guess I just… I don’t know. I was at this funeral today, for a guy from my old platoon, and this old man, probably like eighty, was sitting a few rows up, and he just starts coughing, really wet, really deep, and then there’s this STRING of snot hanging from his lip, clear as day. And I felt this RAGE, kind of bubbling up, like… why can’t people just keep it together? Is that too much to ask? It just felt so undignified, I guess, for someone’s last send-off to be… well, that. And I know it’s not his fault, but I just wanted to yell at him to wipe his damn face. It’s hard to shake.