Years Past, Lepers . . . Future, ?

One of the recent readings at church had to do with lepers. Back in the day they were forced to identify themselves by wearing certain types of clothing and in addition they were isolated from the rest of society and often from their family. For those that do not know it, leprosy is caused by a bacteria, and is contagious, although nothing like the present day Covid.

Last night before bed I got to thinking . . . with the present day cancel culture is it possible that in the near future conservatives could be treated similar to how society treated lepers in the past? Think about it, as it’s already happening with movie stars like Gina Carano being fired by Disney. 

I fell asleep and sometime later, I awoke with a start from what most likely was a bad dream, actually a nightmare. Conservatives had been branded on their foreheads with a C. However, the C was not like Hawthorne’s Scarlet Letter because it could only be seen with the aid of a special light. In other words the ordinary man on the street would not be able to tell if an individual was a conservative or a liberal, but those in charge could as they had these special lights. Simply by shining that light on the forehead, just above an individual’s glabellum, the C either became apparent or it didn’t, and thus so did the individual’s political views. In my dream these special lights were routinely used at restaurants . . . either there was an available table or there wasn’t. They were used at movie theaters . . . either the movie was sold out or there were still good seats available. 

Preposterous. Could never happen, you say. 

To that I say, if the likes of YouTube, Twitter, or Facebook can now ban an individual for life because of his/her political opinions, it is assuredly coming that a restaurant could easily choose not to serve you because of your political opinions. Scary!

A final word of advice  . . . If someone comes up to you with what looks like a kid’s toy, holds it to your forehead, and says “hold still this won’t hurt a bit” . . . immediately kick him in the groin and run like hell!

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