There is something even more absurd than being told you must put on a Face Diaper in order to be allowed to eat – as at most restaurants in “re-opened” America. It is being told you must wear a Diaper in order to get your teeth cleaned.
Of course, they can’t clean your teeth with a Diaper covering your mouth. But they insist you wear it for the 30 seconds or so it takes to walk from the check-in desk to the chair where they clean your teeth. Apparently, the bacilli you might be carrying take a siesta during the cleaning.
I demurred the Diaper. And now I need to find a new dentist.
It’s too bad because I like the guy – Richard Huffman, of Huffman & Kreger in Roanoke, Va. – and because he is an excellent dentist. I’ve been going to him twice a year for years and have nothing but good things to say about him professionally.
But today, he disappointed me – by trying to degrade me.
My appointment was scheduled for 8:30 and to avoid triggering any Sickness Psychotics, I waited in my truck until 8:28, figuring I’d just come in, go on back – get business done – and leave.
But the place was a hot spot of Sickness Psychosis.
As I walked up the path to the door, a woman behind me trailing a child – Diapered – kept a “safe” distance from my obviously suppurating self.
That’s sarcasm, if it weren’t so sad.
I opened the door, was greeted by the woman who has been working there for years. She looked oppressed – but it was hard to tell because most of her face was obscured by a Diaper. She began to check me in; and also took my temperature using a digital infra-red thermometer, which registered 98.2 degrees – medical evidence I’m not sick. Further buttressed by my answers to questions about my health – which is excellent.
But then, health is not the issue. Submission is. Everyone must Diaper – to create the visual that Diapering is normal and sane, even.
Another woman whom I did not recognize rushed out holding a Diaper and thrust it toward me. I told her no. I wish I’d had the presence of mind to say because I’m not sick – hence no reason to Diaper – but I was both startled and angry at this display of Sickness Kabuki, especially since there were two small kids standing in the waiting room – Diapered.
The sight of these poor kids being conditioned to fear – everything – infuriated me.
Shortly out came Dr. Huffman – who, as I say, I’ve known on what I thought was a friendly basis for about the past decade. He said something along the lines of “can I get you to wear a (Diaper)”?
I should have said something like, “I’m not sick, so see no reason to” or – probably much more tactically effective – deployed the line that I can’t Diaper, for medical/safety reasons which I’m not willing – or required – to disclose.
But I was so taken aback by this display of psychosis – worse, actually, because it’s really just bullying to coerce the obeisance of people not afflicted by sickness psychosis, which is fast becoming a kind of crime in the Pathologized State of America – that I unloosed the full and honest salvo that I don’t play Sickness Kabuki.
There was no further conversation. Dr. Huffman told me to leave, turned on his heels and left.
Keep in mind: He was not only Diapered but face-shielded. All that was missing was a MoonSuit with air tubes plugged in. The point being – again – that I could not get him sick, even if I was.
The Diapered rest of the people there were also protected from my non-sickness. None of that mattered – because submission is the new sickness. All must fall into line. Those who don’t are to be treated as if they were sick on account of their refusal to play along – exactly the way people who failed to pretend that the Communist Party in the old Soviet Union was the duck’s guts were taken away to hospitals for “treatment.”
I understand, of course, that pressure to Diaper is being applied to dentists as much as to the rest of us and even more, as they have to contend with government gesundheitsfuhrers, who can and will Hut! Hut!Hut! them for not playing Kabuki.
That doesn’t excuse them, though.
Take a stand – or take the fall.
And next it’ll be just a vaccine.
We are living in a kind of Westworld – the fictitious amusement park populated by characters from the old West – except this is not amusing and you can’t leave the park.
The bottom line is my health – or rather, the health of my teeth – takes a back seat to the derangement of the mentally ill and the complicit poltroonery of people who think it’s just a mask . . .
Anyone in the SW Virginia area know a good dentist who doesn’t expect healthy people to pretend they’re sick?
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