What Don’t We Already Inject?

Let’s say, for argument’s sake, that President Trump was being serious when he asked if there was any way to “inject disinfectant” into one’s body, in order to knock out the Chinese coronavirus. First, if you’re stupid enough to try it, maybe you deserve what’s coming.

Second, did I miss the memo on most Americans no longer inhaling, ingesting, eating, shooting, or implanting a plethora of insanely dangerous foreign chemicals, devices, and cocktails into their systems?

To get a little personal, I have a condition—quite a few actually, but for brevity’s sake, I will only share about one called Alopecia Areata. I was a smoker when I first got this condition. It can be a devastating condition for the sufferer, especially for women. There is no cure for it, other than a dermatologist’s own ideas of how to treat it, and a myriad of cures offered online, one of which involves putting castor oil on your head. No, I haven’t tried it.

I did find an amazing dermatologist who has his own way of treating the condition. Just to put it in perspective; at one point 90 percent of my hair was gone. Every Thursday morning at 6 a.m., the good doctor would prick my head with a needle at least 30 times. After a while—and by listening to his advice—my hair grew back, though I would have the occasional flare-up.

As a smart person who does incredibly stupid things, I have a curious mind. It wasn’t until after maybe four years of seeing him that I bothered to ask what he was injecting me with. I figured, since my hair was gone anyway, “just go with the flow, like the twig on the shoulder of a mighty stream.” It was working, and the last thing I wanted to do was Google more than I already had for the better part of a year.

Think about this: How many women have had an IUD implanted in order to prevent a pregnancy? Do you think that any of them have asked what is in the device? Vanishingly few. Most of us just “take it.” We trust the cabal of experts who ostensibly are “smarter” than we are, and therefore we trust that it is safe—whatever “it” may be—for usage. Why ask questions at all?

Mind you, this is the same brain trust that apparently thought Thalidomide was safe, that smoking had no side effects, and that assurances from the World Health Organization that the coronavirus couldn’t be spread by human-to-human contact were completely on the up-and-up.

How many of us take something on recommendation, because our friend’s sister’s boyfriend insisted it helped them. Every drug that is hawked on television lists the possible and endless side effects. How many people do you think actually listen to or read about the drug advertised? They are focused on the help the medication offers, so they call their doctors because all they want to do is get better. Women shoot injections of Botox—short for “Botulinum toxin”—into their lips, their foreheads, and countless other body parts. Not to mention the other enhancement procedures. How many of them, do you think, are aware that they’re having a poison injected into their bodies?

We all want to feel better and look better, men included. I mean, what is in hair dye? I don’t use it, but I can guarantee that the men and women who do, for the most part, don’t read the ingredients. Ask any man who has certain issues with blood flow in a certain area if he knows what’s in that tiny blue pill. Good grief, the Paltrow woman went from starring in movies to selling . . . um, scented candles. What’s the difference between her and Peter Popoff, who most of us know is full of magical Manna and water.

What it comes down to is this: we all want to get better. That’s normal and OK. We get vaccines and we take medicines. Is it really that crazy to wonder if it’s possible for scientists to come up with a way of inserting a disinfectant into our systems? Every cure was born out of curiosity. Sadly, sometimes, they were accompanied by extremely dangerous side effects. If we berated all search for such cures, we’d be a nation inside an iron lung.

Yes, I know, the president is held to a higher standard of “out loud” curiosity. Imagine, if past presidents had been a little more curious, maybe we would have avoided several wars to nowhere.

Think about it. When they do come up with a vaccine, are you going to ask what’s in it?

For argument’s sake, of course.

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