Today is the day.
Selection Day, here in the state of Virginia where I live. On the touchscreen is Republican offering Glenn Youngkin, who seems preferable to the Woke Authoritarian Leftist Terry McAuliffe.
WAL is the party that replaced the Democrat Party sometime after the ‘Rona hysteria erupted and which has become the rallying hysteria of the WAL, along with encouraging confused adolescent boys to “identify” as adolescent girls, in order to sexually assault them in the girl’s bathroom at government schools.
Anyhow, I will touch the screen for Youngkin for the same reason I’d drink from the creek than the toilet if those two were the only options for a drink. Youngkin may prove to be better than he looks.
McAuliffe is certain to be worse than he looks.
So in the spirit of buying some time – not a bad thing when the world is collapsing – I will venture down the road to the local elementary school to touch the screen. And without effacing my face.
Which brings up the subject of this report.
The school – it is a government school – forces the inmate children who are forced to attend to efface their faces. If they refuse, they are suspended – which is frankly a get-out-of-jail card I would play, were I a youth prisoner of this Gulag Archipelago for the under-18.
But I am a full grown man and not worried about being suspended. Will they attempt a Diapering, it being a government school? The government having decreed that Diaper-wearing is mandatory within?
I know a man who was barred from entering another school in the same county, where a school board meeting was under way. This man wished to speak his mind regarding the WAL’s “critical race” theory and also the equally interesting “theories” regarding sexually fungibility.
Which by the way are theories in the way that politicized “science” is science.
The word (“theory”) is used scientifically to denote a postulation that has objective evidentiary support; it is still open to challenge – via contrary facts – but a theory is considered probably true because there is sound reason for so considering.
The WAL’s positions on sexual fungibility and “critical” race are more like religious hypotheses. In the same sense as geocentrism. They are asserted – forcefully – with questioning forcefully suppressed. That being the opposite of what a theory is, in the scientific usage of the word.
Before this “pandemic,” a “case” meant an individual under medical care, who stood a good chance of dying absent medical care. Put another way, someone seriously sick. By that measure, there is no “pandemic” because almost everyone isn’t seriously sick and the bulk of the “cases” reported were nothing more than positive test results – on a test jiggered to produce as many positive results as possible.
By the standard used to define this “pandemic,” there is also a “pandemic” of overgrown toenails.
Regardless, fomented hysteria has made people afraid and many of them feel better if they were a disgusting, schnott-suffused “mask” over their face – in the manner of an anxious child clinging to a special stuffed animal that makes him feel better. The anxious child, however, lacks the power to force the adults in his vicinity to also cling to stuffed toys – whereas the children of the WAL do, or think so.
I am going to find out about this in just a few hours from now, after I do my weekly radio show with Bryan Hyde and head out to the school down the road to tap the screen for creek rather than toilet water.
Will there be WAL acolytes there to try to Diaper me, it being a government school? I have no idea but intend to find out. Whatever happens – stay tuned for Part II – I will not be Diapered, certainly not for the sake of drinking creek rather than toilet water.
However, this is not a school board meeting. It is Election Day and as depressing as it is to have no other choice than creek or toilet water, exercising that choice is a constitutional right – period.
It cannot lawfully be denied on religious grounds, which is what this Diaper-wearing thing is just as much as the wearing of holy undergarments is for Mormons and the yarmulke for the orthodox Jew. With the difference being that neither insist I wear their religious devices in a public setting, as the condition of exercising a right guaranteed by the Constitution.
I don’t expect any trouble. There wasn’t any last time. Just one fearful old bag at the desk – obese, of course – who proffered the filthy rag. Which I not-nicely declined. Not-niceness being obligatory when confronted with evil, even if the person confronting you believes they are on the side of the angels. So did the people who Sig Heiled their Fuhrer.
I react to the Diaper the way a Jewish person should react to the armband, for they represent the same thing.
I told the obese Diaper-peddler: “I don’t wear those filthy things.” Not prefaced by “sorry” – because I’m not.
We’ll see how it goes this time. Stay tuned for the report!
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I successfully drank from the creek rather than the toilet! No overt attempt was made to Diaper me, though there were lurid (large, red) signs outside of the polling place stating that “Diapers (masks) Preferred.”
Well, not by me!
Sadly, almost everyone else was Diapered and I even overheard one man ask whether “masks” were required – which got me to thinking why it is that so many people still Diaper, even in the absence of “mandates.” They are so used to it – so beaten down by it – that they assume they must Diaper and will continue to Diaper or incline toward it, unless someone actually tells them – hey, you don’t have to wear the stupid Holy Cloth over your face anymore.
I told the man that – on my way out.
I wasn’t able to do much about the people inside, almost all wearing their vestments. But just as I was about to leave – at the last station of the cross, where you insert your ballot to be scanned (no touchscreens, this time) the old man who was supervising began speaking, even though I hadn’t.
He told me he felt like he was back in time, after the big war, when they walked soldiers through the camps to see what had happened… and that he felt like it was happening again. I commiserated with him for a bit and then left, no filthy rag having touched my face.
Not once. Not ever.
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