Tag: face diapers

Guest Post by Eric Peters

It has been four years since 15 days to stop the spread – and there are still people  wearing “masks.” We saw a sign on the window of an Uber car the other day that “masks” are required to get in the vehicle. There are still doctors who diaper. And try to get others to do it, too.

It is almost impossible to not see Diapered People – a few of them, at least – whenever you go out among people.

I remember the first time I saw a Diapered Person, around this time four years ago. I was at the coffee shop I used to regularly frequent, back when things were still more-or-less normal. That is, more-of-less sane, in the sense that it was then uncommon to see mentally deranged people within coffee shops and such and everyone pretending not to see them.

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Guest Post by Eric Peters

The kid in that Bruce Willis movie, The Sixth Sense, said he saw dead people. I see “masked” people.

Even though it’s not Halloween.

Not many of them. But always at least one. If you go to a supermarket or a Lowes or any other place where there are lots of people about, it is almost a sure-bet you’ll see at least one person dressed as if it were Halloween.

As if every day were Halloween.

But what does it show us?

Two things.

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Via Eric Peters Autos

As anyone could have predicted, Diapers are being pushed again. Are being mandated again. Interestingly, by the military – in the state of Arizona.  Here is “guidance” (by which is meant orders) sent out by the command of the U.S. Army base at Fort Huachuca: Continue reading “Diaper Report”

Guest Post by Eric Peters

The Diapers by themselves are loathsome. People wearing them look like neurotics – the same neurotics. Diapers efface individuality. They turn people into NPC characters in a sick actual reality game.

They are alienating, unhealthy – medically and psychologically.

But they are more than merely Diapers – as ought to be apparent. Diapers are training tools. They are meant to habituate people to the “new normal” – which will include management by the corporate-government nexus to a degree we probably can’t yet fully comprehend. Diaper acceptance will lead to Needling acceptance, which will not even require laws.

All that it will take is policies – as per Diapers.

Continue reading “Why Diapers Are Dangerous”

Guest Post by Eric Peters

A picture says 1,000 words. Look at the picture headlining this story. Diapered Joe. As opposed to largely Undiapered Donald. Whatever else can be said about the Orange Man, he has been signaling the virtue of not Diapering.

By not Diapering.

Continue reading “It Comes Down to This . . .”

Guest Post by Eric Peters

A reader sent in the following, which neatly encapsulates the dilemma so many of us face with regard to Face Diapering. My reply follows.

I coach track and cross country at the High School level. Our teams compete at a high level. We are always in the mix at the State meet. Many of my kids have gone on to compete in college several even in the Olympics.  I love your site because of the free and open discourse. It is elevating. The really horrible thing is that I have to put up with the Diaper in a limited way; if I do not I will be abandoning my athletes.

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Guest Post by Eric Peters

Bad – and some good – news to report from SW Virginia regarding the Diapering of America, its ritual induction into a Sickness Cult.

The bad news is the place I have been going to in place of the coffee shop (Sweet Donkey in Roanoke) that excommunicated me for refusing to join the cult by donning the Diaper tried to get me to Diaper yesterday.

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Guest Post by Eric Peters

I bought new running shoes the other day – just barely and probably never again. At least, not from the store – Fleet Feet in Roanoke – where I have been buying my running shoes for more than a decade.

Because of the Diaper.

My refusal to put on this latter-day analog of the yellow star – and the store’s insistence I and everyone else do so. Even though some of the store’s employees agree it’s a vile and vicious policy, but – as one of them confessed to me while wearing his Diaper – it’s either go along with it or they get shown the door, too.

I got in the door – barely.

Briefly.

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Guest Post by Eric Peters

One of my Undiapered friends is a young guy who – like many young guys – is interested in young ladies. But how do you find one when you can’t see one – their face obscured by a Diaper?

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Guest Post by Eric Peters

Today,  a sad Diaper Report.

I’ve been excommunicated from the coffee shop – Sweet Donkey in Roanoke – that I’ve been going to (and spending money at) for the past five years or so, to the tune of several thousand dollars.

Which business the Donk just lost, by telling me the only way I’ll be served inside henceforth is to join the Sickness Cult or at least, pretend to by assuming the uniform – the Face Diaper – of a member.

If not, I must assume the status of second-class citizen – like “coloreds” once upon a time and for similarly arbitrary, vicious reasons.

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Guest Post by Eric Peters

Resistance is not futile, I am pleased to report.

I visited a local Kroger – which is one of the big chain supermarkets that, in lockstep with other big chain stores – recently decreed Diapering for all customers. Kroger – those in my area, at least – was very heavy about it, initially. They posted billboard signs by the doors declaring “local ordinance” required Diapering (it does not, the store is merely asserting a policy, which lacks the force of law) and posted a Diaper Dispenser by the door, who would thrust one at you if you weren’t Diapered and recite some gibberish about the “ordinance.”

The first time I crossed the boundary into the land of the Diapered Undiapered, ignoring the Diaper Dispenser – who seemed almost hurt by my demurral –  I was followed by a second Diaperer, who tried to foist a piece of paper at me, apparently under the impression that I obey pieces of paper thrust at me by store clerks.

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