Kidmasking Screams Child Abuse

Nuremberg Style

If someone had told me years ago, especially during my Pediatric Internship at UT San Antonio (where kids’ lives literally mattered) that four decades later people all across the land would be slow-smothering their children, I would have considered them daft as a California doorknob.

And yet here we are, the elephant in the room growing rather impossible to ignore. I reckon genocides are like that … a little hard to hide … sort of like a bagel in a bowl of grits.

If forced masking of adults is evil (it is), then Kidmasking should be plenty sinister enough to earn one a forever suite at the Hades Hotel. There are so many harmfully egregious effects associated with Kidmasking that it’s hard to know where to start.

Perhaps not the most dangerous of the many ill effects, but certainly the most heartbreaking, is the sad sight of watering little eyes peeking out over their personal prison cage, puzzling at what they might have done to deserve such punishment.

The utter psychopathology of it all is enough make any normal person sick to their stomach. Since I don’t really relish any bit of upchucking, I am thoroughly compelled to fight this heinous assault on our little ones with both barrels blazing.

Our total war on Kidmasking is fortified by shining the light of truth on the oxygen deficit monster known clinically as Hypoxia. Ditto for the damaging effects of excess carbon dioxide (CO2) … or Hypercapnia.

At the risk of being a captain obvious, the brain requires a steady supply of oxygen for its very survival. The pediatric brain needs oxygen for something else as well, also quite obvious and fundamental … growing! So anybody who limits the oxygen of a child is guilty of neurological development interruption and is by any definition a criminal. Let’s just all agree on that nugget of natural law.

Just that act alone … the act of interfering with a child’s neurologic progression should be crime enough to convict any Kidmasker of child abuse and sentence them to a lifetime suit of feathered tar. But since we’re living in Clown Town now, let’s aim the other arrows in our nifty quiver at these despicable miscreants.

Hypoxia is the source of some truly wretched signs and symptoms … bogies like drowsiness, headache, dizziness, syncope (fainting), seizures and a plethora of other tribulations that typically haunt the realm of adult afflictions. Who in their right mind would purposely inflict this world of torture on the most innocent of humans among us? Sick I tell ya.

Hypoxia’s ugly sister Hypercapnia piles on, adding insult to the injury of the still developing brain. By confounding the normal process of exhaling, the mask makes the poor child re-breathe already used air. With each breath, their air becomes less and less fresh. Built up carbon dioxide in the sad child’s brain can lead to confusion, disorientation and depression.

You can bet your bottom dollar that behind the mask of a child lives genuine frustration. Either we put a stop this madness or all end up dead as a dinosaur, sooner rather than later.

~~ j ~~

“You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.”

~~ Khalil Gibran

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