I think it would be fun – as well as revelatory – to put on a Borat-style body thong, one half gold the other blue – to show I “stand with” Ukraine – and then put on at least two face diapers – one of them the Pup Training type frequently seen covering the faces of the most militant “maskers”- and then walk into my local supermarket to gauge the reaction.
I doubt anyone would say anything to me – about the thong or the multiple “masks.” Indeed, because of them. Who would say anything to the Pope if he wore an even bigger cross – or several of them? They are the totems of his faith – and the faithful taught to revere these totems.
Just so the colors of Keeeeeeeeeeeeeev! – and the facial garments, too. Both are tinged with a holy aura. To wear them is divine. So why not wear more of them?
Into the store, watching the eyes. Appalled by the sight of me? Don’t you stand with Keeeeeeeeeeeev? You must be on Putin’s payroll. And – please stand six feet back. My “mask” protects you, you know.
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Such shenanigans may be just what’s needed – and not just for our own sakes, to shake off some of the depression of the past almost-three-years now. Also for their sakes. Especially the people still “masking” – some of them twice. They need to be shaken out of it if this is possible. And, arguably, the best way to do that is to ridicule what they’re still doing. So as to make them – what’s the right word? – hesitant to look like bipedal sheep when out in public.
I mentioned in a previous report that I baaaaa! at people I see who are still wearing their “masks.” And that is just what they are – as opposed to the your “mask” they insisted we all wear, that an honorable number of us never did. The people still wearing their “mask” do so freely as almost nowhere is it required and in even fewer places is it enforced, even if it is still nominally required.
So the ones who still wear still believe their “masks” work – a thing as preposterous as believing that if you step on a sidewalk crack, you will break your mother’s back. But also – unlike the latter delusion – evil as it perpetuates one.
It is why I baaaa! at those who still wear the evil things. Evil things need to be called out. It’s not for nothing that it’s said Satan – the embodiment of evil – is the proud spirit, who cannot bear to be mocked.
People who cannot laugh at themselves are dangerous people. More reason to laugh at them. To mock them. It will make them mad, certainly. But that is preferable to enabling them to feel virtuous.
It would be capital – as Gomez used to say – to watch their reaction to a thong-suited, standing-with-Keeeeeeeeev! me, double diapered and proud.
If only I could overcome my shame and do such a thing.
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