Behind the Diaper

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.

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The store had been re-arranged since the last time I was there before the mass hysteria set in. No more personal contact. They used to measure feet, fit shoes. Now they don’t because to be in proximity of a customer – let alone touch one – is dangerous!

The cases! The cases!

Everything is prophylactic now – except without need, on account of the hysteria. Because of the playing along with it – which is what maintains it.

But never mind that.

They now have a desk right by the door – and beside the desk, the box of yellow stars, the degrading and medically useless (but psychologically very effective) piece of cloth they insist people to wear – in order to maintain the mass hysteria and the sense of hopelessness and despair which attends.

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Thereby showing they can make everyone submit by locking anyone who doesn’t out.

Well, like Jane’s Addiction, I walked right/through the door . . . walked right through the door.


For the same reason I won’t ever put on a red armband with white circle and you know the rest, either. Not only for my own sake – and principles – but because I understand what it would mean to wear that if others saw me wearing it.

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