Are we supposed to affirm “I have dinosaurs in my swimming pool”?
Somehow I can just imagine my mother saying, “We can’t all be Joe Biden!”
But why can’t we?
How do we decide which delusions to honor and which to despise? Aren’t all delusions created equal?
Imagine a world in which all delusions MUST BE AFFIRMED by the rest of us. So you like what you see?
“If you’re payin’, I’m cuttin’!”
A 20-year-old man in Quebec suffered from the delusion that two of his fingers weren’t really his and didn’t belong there; so a… surgeon… obligingly cut them off (https://www.lifesitenews.com/news/20-year-old-quebec-man-suffering-from-body-integrity-dysphoria-has-two-healthy-fingers-amputated/).
She said her patient had “body integrity dysphoria.” What a load of crap.
Hippocrates said “First do no harm.” Too many doctors today say “Anything for a buck.” So they amputate healthy limbs. And fingers. And set up “clinics” for euthanasia: sort of like a roach motel, “They check in but they won’t check out.”
Puberty blockers. “Gender-affirming care” (chop-chop, slice-slice)–this devilish madness has taken over the world.
And what’s this about a doctor using surgery to cater to a patient’s delusion? Is it now standard medical practice to treat delusions as, oh, legitimate lifestyle choices?
Quacks, charlatans, butchers! And shame on the states that haven’t made you outlaws.