Just two months ago I wrote an article (here) about Sickness Psychosis accompanied by a photo-shopped picture of a human wearing one of those cones that vets put on dogs (and cats) to keep them from chewing on themselves, as after a surgery or because of a “hot spot.”
Well, the farcical is now the actual. In Maine first and probably soon elsewhere, too.
The Gesundheitsfuhrer of Maine, Janet Mill, has decreed that restaurant workers must henceforth wear a literal dog collar, because a Diaper wasn’t humiliating enough.
These must be “attached at the collar” – woof! woof! – so as to make sure that the wear understands what he’s been reduced to.
How long will it be before people are required to wear a leash? Oh. Yes. That has already been trotted out . . . electronically. What else are the ankle bracelets for those who “test positive” and the use of “contact tracing” and so on?
It’s no longer they say Boo and we (well, some of us) say Moo!
It is heel, doggy!
Getting sick of this yet?