The Washington Post Brags: Look How Frightened and Deranged Our Fearporn Has Made Our Readers!

They proudly publish this piece by a woman who's been mentally fragmented by four fucking years of the media's gales of hate and hysteria, topped off with seven months of Virus Porn.

A terrified people are a compliant people.

You may think you’re totally safe because you wear a mask and gloves during the pandemic. But do you put alcohol up your nose and antiseptic on your eyelids when you come home?

Having little to do these days but wait for the novel coronavirus to spread, I take what might seem like excessive precautions. It's not because I don't follow the science. It's because so few others are taking any precautions at all; those of us who want to avoid the contagion have to carry a much heavier security burden. Measures that appear gratuitous are basic efforts at self-preservation.

I start each morning by taking my temperature with an infrared thermometer and my oxygen level with my oximeter. I check the conjunctival tissue in my eyes in the mirror; examine my feet for covid-19 toes, which are skin lesions or bumps. I take a quick whiff of something smelly like peanut butter or perfume.

If I pass all these tests, I can enter the world. I fold a tissue and place it inside the top of my mask to absorb moisture and prevent steaming or sweating. I wear a face shield over my mask should anyone sneeze or cough on me, which might protect from droplets, although I know that aerosols can creep around facial shields.
I protect my eyes with "onion goggles" that have a sponge around the inside and provides a tighter fit than regular glasses. I wash them with soap and water, which seems to reduce fogging better than the "fog cloths" I purchased.

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I remove everything before I get in my car (or house) if I've been somewhere like a doctor's office. In the car, I put everything in a large brown paper bag and drench my hands with sanitizer I keep away from the sun, so the alcohol doesn't start a fire. I sanitize the car's indoor and outdoor door handles, steering wheel, gear shift and radio buttons before I turn the air conditioner off and open the front and back windows during the trip so anything left will hopefully fly away.

Once home, having been careful not to touch my face on the trip there, I immediately wash my hands. I place each hand over the other and rub with interlaced fingers, exchanging hands, and making sure to also wash between the fingers as well as the fingertips and thumbs, which I rub rotationally in both directions. Every few washes a day, I use a nail brush under my nails and moisturizer on my hands, since I read that if your hands dry out from all the washing, the virus can hide in microscopic cracks in the skin. Once I sanitize the doorknob, I wash my face and then sanitize toilet handles and faucets.

The next thing is not something I am suggesting you do; a friend of mine who worked for Pfizer told me that as long as I'm buying the soap, I should stick some up into each nostril and wash it out a bit. He also suggested isopropyl alcohol, not to drink, but to dip a Q-Tip in and then gently move it around the inside of each nostril. It may sound almost as ridiculous as the suggestion to somehow put bleach into our bodies, but a little bit of soap and alcohol probably can't hurt. I also dab my eyelids with Ocusoft Lid Scrub in the hopes that any virus on my eyelids won't go any further.

Ya Boi Zach makes a point, inadvertently, which is also made by Greg Lukianoff.

Ya Boi Zach notes that people who have mild bits of insanity or character defects are often put on the right path by people just telling them "You're being weird, you should stop that."

Ya Boi Zach, for example, is maybe a bit on the spectrum, and used to just walk into the middle of a group discussing some topic and completely ignore their topic to declare that he now wanted to talk about comic books (or whatever).

After being told a few times that this isn't normal, that you're supposed to let people talk out their current topic before trying to conversation-jack, he got the message and stopped doing that. He was told he was being weird, so he learned the social cues and norms and stopped being weird. (In that way, at least.)

But what happens when people stop chiding you for your weird behaviors? What happens, in fact, when the dominant leftwing culture begins praising you for your weirdest, most mentally-ill behaviors?

This is of course exactly what's happened with emotional fragility and meltdowns and "triggering." In the past, more mentally stable people would tell the less mentally-stable/emotionally labile people to stop freaking out, and to start acting like a normal, mentally-healthy person.

But the dominant leftwing culture decided that being "triggered" and having bizarre childlike tantrums over everything was somehow virtuous, and so they began teaching children and young adults that it was healthy and noble to start quivering and shrieking any time you saw something you didn't like.

And thereby: Our dominant culture stopped reigning people in from mental illness, and started instead affirmatively training people to be mentally ill, and to in fact cultivate mental illness the way one might cultivate a wine connoisseurship or gourmet's palate -- cultivating aspects of insanity as a badge of cultural prestige.

The political left -- already proven by every single test ever given -- was already by far the most neurotic and hysterical cohort on earth. And yes, the group most likely to have been diagnosed with a mental illness.

And now they've reshaped society to mirror their own inner lunacy, so that lunatic behavior is now deemed sane and very lunatic behavior is now deemed saintly.

And then you have this woman being praised by the neurotic, hysterical Washington Post for... swapping her fucking nostrils with bleach.

But hey, that Trump, he said that bleach could disinfect surfaces. What a kook, huh?

Thanks to Guy Smiley, who wrote:

36 This insane article in the WaPo has to be the Karenist thing ever. This lady is clearly mentally ill. Worst part is, she's *proud* of this insanity.:

https://tinyurl.com/yxb24mva

Masks? Faceshields? This lady is just getting started with both on at once, and that's *after* soaping her nostrils and doing something something to her eyelids. And that's not even the craziest part. Not by a longshot.

As you continue to read it gets worse and worse, and just when you think it can't possibly get worse...it gets worse. The WaPo should be fined for printing this Panic Porn.

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