Despite the many humanitarian battles nowadays,
we have good reasons to say that we do not care about each other. No matter the faces, the scars, the form of the eyes, we don't want to show who we really are. We prefer a secure connection, the one that we adopt everyday. We may name it wishing anonymity?
If a group of people, without knowing, meets en plein air with a bilayer above the skin, what would the self-righteous say? Would they join the assemblage? Perhaps.