This is a pre-emptive Diaper Report, of a sort.
As many of you already know, my mom has dementia (possibly Alzheimers) and has been in a “memory care” facility for the past year-plus. This place isn’t the greatest place except in one very important respect. It respects my right to not participate in strange religious rites – i.e., the wearing of a holy (to some) facial garment that believers believe wards off what amounts to evil spirits that cannot be seen but which will otherwise result in the non-believer coming down with a cold.
There is perfunctory, ritualistic wearing of the Holy Garment by the staff – including one of the doctors, who almost sheepishly asked me whether it would be ok with me if he were to remove his Holy Garment for the purpose of having an intelligible conversation with me about my mom’s condition and care. His actions being of a piece with the ritual curtsy/genuflection/crossing performed by some Catholics whenever they enter a holy site. It is done mostly out of habit.
But the habit is hard to shake.
Anyhow, the relevant thing as regards this report is that the staff has never said a word to me about my obvious lack of faith – as I do not and will not wear the Holy Rag for anyone. Not even my mom (who, I hasten to add, would approve heartily were she in her right mind) for I will not pretend to believe in something I know to be as darkly evil as Satan himself, who is perhaps the ultimate propagator of the “masking” that led to “vaccinating” – which, in turn, has led to the deaths of an appalling number of people.
And that’s only so far.
God only knows how many will die as a direct result of having been “vaccinated.” Which many of them went along with in order to no longer have to “mask” in order to be allowed to live. There is no room for quibbling as regards “masking.” It is a symbol and enabler of the worst evil to spread across the globe, ever.
Previous evils were regional. The Soviet Union could not impose evil on the West. The Greater German Reich was not in a position to sonderbehandlung people who lived outside the boundaries of the Greater German Reich. Pol Pot, Mao . . . none of them were able to spread their evil worldwide, much as they no doubt hoped to.
But “masking” was worldwide.
It spread like a Stage 5 cancer throughout the body. And that spread was enabled by those who knuckled under and wore the repellent – the god-damned – things, for the sake of not wanting any trouble . . . just like Ned Beatty in Deliverance.
I like to think of myself and others who never once wore the god-damned thing as playing the part of Burt Reynolds with his compound bow. That is how you end “trouble.”
The place where my mom currently is has other issues which I won’t go into because they aren’t relevant except insofar as it may become necessary to move my mom into a new place. And I suspect that place may not be as tolerant of unbelief as the current place, which seems to be almost an oasis of tolerance, insofar as anything connected with the “health” apparat is concerned.
It seems to be the case that most doctors will not see you if you do not “mask” – even in the absence of any “mandate” from the government that you must. There is no longer any worry about a Hut! Hut! Hutting! for not “masking.” But the medical apparat nonetheless clings to its religion with the tenacity of a Torquemada. Perhaps because the apparat has boxed itself into a corner. It cannot stop “masking” because in a very real way that would confessing that “masks” do not “work” – at least not in the sense that they prevent people from getting or spreading colds. And that admission would be a confession that they were wrong – which is something religious figures are loath to ever concede. The Science must be regarded like the Torah – and never questioned.
Taking off the “masks” would amount to just that – and so the white-coated priests of this religious movement will probably never take them off – much less abide anyone they have power over doing so.
Which brings me back to the situation with my mom and her possibly moving to a new place that will be under the control of less tolerant priests, who may tell me I cannot enter – and therefore, cannot visit my mom – unless I pretend to believe in their sick religion by putting on the sickening symbol of it.
Which I won’t do. Period. Ever. Even if it means I never see my mom again. For I know that she knows why. Understands. And most of all, approves.
She and I have had our differences over the years but on one thing we have always agreed and that is to never agree to tolerate evil, for any reason. For by doing so, one only empowers evil.
And that may be an even worse thing than the evil, itself.
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