The Orange Man danced to the ’70’s disco song, YMCA – but there actually is a “place you can go” . . . where you can “have a good meal” and “there’s no need to be unhappy” . . .
It is Beckyjack’s Food Shack in Hernando County, Florida. This joint not only doesn’t require “masks” to enter or be served, it doesn’t dignify them. There is a big sign in front that reads: Face Diapers Not Required! Everyone Welcome.
It is a big step in the right direction to leave it up to individuals to decide whether to wear a “mask” rather than force everyone to wear one, as in the “case” of a local bakery known to me that has a sign informing customers that they will not be asked about “masks” and are free to wear one if they want to and free to not wear one if they want to.
One size does not and should not fit all, except when it comes to prison cells, perhaps – and that is what America is becoming, right down to the ugly prison terminology (“lockdowns” used to be for convicts, not the unconvicted) and the meant-to-humiliate stand here/walk there/behind the plexiglass barrier kabuki.
People who want to wear a “mask” have the same right to do so that neurotics have always enjoyed. Wear a halved watermelon over your head, if it makes you feel better. Nothing has changed in that respect. Tolerance – even of aberrance so long as harmless – is what made America a different kind of place, once.
What has changed is that the neurotic have been emboldened to regard their psychiatric affliction as normal and now insist that everyone else share it – or at least look as though they do. This has changed America into a different kind of place. An ugly, fearful, eyes-averted kind of place. A place where normal human interaction has been painted as pathological by the pathological.
This tears the formerly-in-effect obligation to be tolerant of neurotic people, tacitly understood by those not so afflicted, for the sake of pity and civility. It was bad form to make fun of a hypochondriac . . . before hypochondria was weaponized and turned against the healthy.
Before that happened, psychologically normal people knew that afflicted people were afflicted – in need of therapy and compassion, not ridicule. On the same basis that one refrained from making fat jokes in the presence of the fat.
The healthy would pretend not to notice the sick person’s pathological dread of germs that weren’t there; of their strange aversion to shaking hands and perhaps even their even stranger wearing of a “mask,” a la Michael Jackson.
But such people are no longer extending the same courtesy to others. The sick go much further than publicly shaming those who do not share their disease. They actively hound them. Debar or even chase them out of stores and other public places. Treat them as pariahs. There has been a systematic campaign to dehumanize and thereby marginalize the healthy by the pathologically sick.
It is not overstating things to suggest that if this business isn’t arrested, things will get medieval. Indeed, they almost already are. Shrieking, hysterical people seemingly possessed and ready to do or egg-on every measure short of publicly burning the “witches” – i.e., those who do not share their faith – and possibly even that, if things proceed.
Beckyjack’s Food Shack has the cure for that.
Ridicule. Open, no apologies derision of the Face Diaper – this pathetic, imbecile and extremely dangerous to the health of the nation symbol of the effort to normalize the pathological.
Not a “mask.” A goddamn Face Diaper. All the connotations of that. The bag of shit around your face; the idiocy of it. People should feel stupid. It is the only way to restore health via sense.
It is no longer sufficient to be tolerant. Let those who wish to walk around with a Face Diaper – or two – continue to do so. By all means.
But their wearing of the Diaper doesn’t entitle them to the moral high ground, to be treated with respect when they have made it crystal clear they have none for others who do not share their faith. They are no longer entitled to the previous willingness on the part of the healthy to pretend we don’t see how sick they look – because of how dangerous they have become.
Let them feel the shame they ought to feel when approaching a store or restaurant that has a sign on the door indicating Face Diapers are Not Required. Let them feel how sane people have felt for going on a year now having to face signs on the doors of stores and businesses ordering them to wear a “mask” as a condition of being allowed entry – and being made to feel hard stares if they do not.
The healthy – physically and psychologically – have been practically beaten over their heads with clubs for objecting to being made to walk around with a “mask” on – on the basis of the pathological assertion that they might be sick in the absence of any support for that assertion – and might spread a sickness they haven’t got. It is almost as disgusting as the sight of used Face Diapers tossed on the ground like used condoms – and by the way, how come used Face Diapers aren’t treated as bio-hazards? Never mind.
So, it’s more than just time to take the “masks” off.
It is time to take the gloves off.
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