Today, 3 February, the Roman Catholic Church celebrates the patron saint of wool combers, Saint Blaise of Sebastea. Accordingly, millions of Catholics will line up today to have two crossed candles placed against their throats. Unlit candles, I presume, although with what goes on in the Philippines, one can never be too sure.
Catholics ask the intercession of St. Blaise for their throats because, according to legend, he cured a child choking on a fish bone by mumbling some magic incantation. The reason he is the patron saint of wool combers (and not, say, ENTs) is that he was tortured by defleshing with wool combs before being beheaded. Ah, sweet martyrdom; surely this man skipped purgatory for that. Catholics implore us to choose life while they celebrate death and glorify suffering.
St. Blaise died in A.D. 316, but the exact date appears to be uncertain. Most eastern churches celebrate his feast (i.e., his death) on 11 February instead of 3 February. I don't know how much of the discrepancy is due to the eastern churches using an obsolete calendar.