Why We Suffer From Madness

By Bob Bird

If I said that I was Napoleon, wore a hat like him, wore a blue sash across my chest and stuck my hand inside my vest, you would consider me deranged. A candidate for pity and psychiatric treatment. But what if I had a coterie of play-along sycophants, who supported my delusion, simply because I had money to give them, to go along with this charade? They would surround me with a protective cocoon, and while we walked down the street, announce, “Make way for the Emperor, Napoleon Bonaparte!”

Then what if I had the government apparatus behind me, and made outlandish claims that I was some sort of victim when people noticed this was all a childish playground scam, gone into new and amazing ways of make-believe? And people would get fired from their jobs if they did not go along?

At cocktail parties on Friday nights, people might share with each other the zany stories of how they play along because they don’t want to lose their jobs or get sued. But this would end when someone at the cocktail party reported to Napoleon that there was “disinformation” being spread about his authority and power.

Now, in the Mad Reality of 21^st century America, we have a naval medical officer, wearing appropriate insignia, having the gravitas of the media and federal government to play along that he is a woman. And why? Simply because he dresses like one, fashions like one, and has had surgical mutilation and hormonal treatments performed.

How did this happen, and when did it happen?

I submit is occurred when we pretended that the unborn child was not fully human. If you can convince yourself of that, and consequently construct an entire gobbledy-gook of statutory, constitutional and case law behind it, then a dog can be a cat, squares are round and the earth is flat. It’s no problem, because we say so.

It is the modern version of the timeless story, The Emperor Has No Clothes.

As has been said many times over, once you convince yourself that a subset of humanity is not worthy of protection, you can do anything with them. Before a single hair on the head of the Jews was touched by the Nazis, some 900,000 Germans were scratched.

Who were they? Dwarfs, Down’s syndrome children, mentally incompetent and insane, “useless eaters”, and eventually severely handicapped veterans. Frederic Wertham, author of The German Euthanasia Program, catalogued the cooperation of the German psychiatric profession, even before Nazis came to power.

People kept silent as their family members were carted off to institutions and would shortly receive a letter, stating how their loved ones unfortunately happened to die while there. Their silence might have indicated cooperation and relief, but also perhaps the fear of making a complaint.

So now we have the 1864 Arizona law that protected unborn children, kicking in from a court ruling. Since my Master’s Thesis is entitled The 19th Century Physicians’ Crusade Against Abortion, I know something about this topic. I can email you a copy.

Perhaps some copies should go to the supposedly prolife, Republican, conservative legislators who are shocked, and want a more “reasonable” and “up to date” law. Such a court ruling is a bridge too far for them, despite the fact that they believe that “Life begins at conception.” The same “conservatives”, led by Donald Trump, just recently criticized the Alabama IVF court ruling, and lauded the Alabama legislature for quickly protecting the “humane” IVF industry of creating Designer Children.

This was supposedly … “prolife”.

So, what about this allegedly ancient Civil War law?

Horatio R. Storer led the AMA into this crusade to protect unborn children. It began before the Civil War, and had northern and southern physicians working on a state-to-state basis to protect the unborn child.

Here is what the AMA had to say in 1871: