I remember reading about Winston Churchill, who would be drinking all night, listening to erudite notions on, say–and this is a specific historical example–the Gold Standard, and maintain his awareness and wit through it all.
I may do that, but probably not.
But I do remember a comment/question I wanted to offer the world:
WHAT EFFECT DO YOU THINK WEARING MASKS HAS ON BLOOD PRESSURE WHEN THE MASK IS WORN FOR YEARS?
Simple question. If you are a 22 year old working at a McDonald’s 40 hours a week and wearing a mask those 40 hours, what effect does that have on your blood pressure?
What effect does it have on your average oxygen saturation? Sure, you can test someone on their first day, and find one result. What do you get when that person has worn a mask for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week, for six months? Is that not a reasonable question? A SCIENTIFIC question? Something worth asking, since we are asking so many young people, particularly, to restrict their oxygen flow?
And as a general comment, I will note something: you can breathe better without a mask than with a mask. Period. Full stop. You are a fucking idiot or douchebag if this is not obvious to you.
Do you get ENOUGH oxygen through the mask? No, I do not think so but those who claim you do have SOME basis for claiming it. Enough, but clearly not as much as the maskless world would have gifted and granted you.
But to summarize, is it not reasonable to suppose blood pressure rates jumped 5-10-15 points or more, on both sides, on average, with all this “YOU CAN’T GO OUT AND YOU MUST WEAR A MASK AND THIS THAT, AND NIGHTSTICKS AND FUCK YOU CITIZEN ZERO AND NOTHING”.
Yes. I think even the relatively young suffered, and that even THEIR blood pressure rates went up, as well as levels of Cortisol.
Oh, I float in this world. I don’t know where all this is going. I am roughly equidistant between despair and hope, and if despair ever seems to win, I will carry on, and if hope seems to win, don’t despair: I will still be cynical.
I feel love I cannot channel sometimes. I feel many emotions I keep to myself.
And in all honesty I hope you do too. I am in some respect waging a one man war against dullness. Don’t disappoint me, please. Do or feel something interesting.