I imagine that a lot of people are feeling betrayed right now. They followed “the science” and got injected with a biologic that has caused, for many, some serious side-effects. Stuff like myocarditis, fertility and menstrual changes, even a rise in cancer, and our newly discovered “sudden adult death syndrome.” The actuarial data prove a sharp increase in the death rate that corresponds closely with the increase in “vaccination.” People got COVID shots and, despite assurances of safety, at least one in ten suffered or died from them. Now the “vaccinated” are getting COVID despite the shots. In fact, in our hyper-vaccinated California neighborhood, almost everyone I know who got his shots has had COVID by now, some more than once.
Today, I emailed someone in New York, only to find he had COVID. I took my wedding ring to be re-sized a couple of weeks ago and found out that the whole staff of the shop (except the elderly, unvaccinated owner) was out with COVID. My friend’s daughter just got married, and ten people got COVID at the rehearsal dinner — an entire table, every diner, all close family and, of course, all vaccinated. Roaming our neighborhood, lots of other dog-walkers say they are “just getting over” COVID. They wear masks, keep their distance, complain of tiredness, and tell me that “at least they were vaccinated, so they didn’t get too sick.”
Joe Biden has just had COVID and relapsed after taking Paxlovid. He is one of the ultra-vaccinated — double-boosted. The virus is becoming as common as the common cold, it seems. The secret nobody dares speak aloud is that, if one took the shots, having had the virus doesn’t confer immunity. Instead, the stuff reduces your body’s ability to fight off infection, as knowledgeable virologists predicted.
Funny thing, that. You trusted your government to tell you the truth. You didn’t listen to idiots like me, who repeatedly begged family and friends not to get the shots. You proudly showed your “vaccine passports” to dine in a restaurant. You wore your useless face diaper. And still, you got COVID.
Yesterday I ran into old students of mine at the farmers’ markets. He had an N95 mashed tight into his prolific beard, and she, also tightly masked, hung back and didn’t engage. With an ultra-muffled voice, he said, “We haven’t been coming here until recently.”
