Here’s a great read by someone who regrets getting the jab. It explores how he ignored his learned skepticism and allowed himself to be swept up in the hysteria of the times. Reading this got me thinking about why I didn’t consider getting vaccinated.
The truth is, I never considered it for a nanosecond, and I’ve often wondered why I didn’t accept the pandemic “emergency” from the get-go.
It helped that I already didn’t “trust the science.” I didn’t then and still don’t see any reason to do so, because science has utterly destroyed its credibility with the climate emergency narrative. Climate cooling. Climate warming. Climate change. Climate “whatever we are calling it at the moment.” My shields were already up.
The “health experts” lied to us continually, contradicting themselves often. Call me jaded, but I don’t take recommendations from unelected officials who are operating under a political agenda or who are making millions from people taking their advice. It may be that the contradiction was intentional. Watch this frightening interview by Tucker Carlson.
In the past, Big Pharma justified their prices due to the high cost and long timeframes of clinical trials. I believed that. Suddenly, they can get a “vaccine” developed and tested in 100 days and justify even higher costs due to the trials being “rushed.”
And don’t forget the dancing hypodermic needles. Only idiots would take healthcare advice from a late-show host. The rest of entertainment and journalism fell in lockstep with the official narrative of danger and impending doom through an orgy of virtue signaling and cloying PSAs of them dutifully getting their shots. They looked fake, and why wouldn’t they? This is Hollywood. They have access to hypodermic props whose needles retract to make it look like an injection. Nobody thinks they are giving real injections on Boston EMS.
Speaking of hospitals, Lisa and I, during the early “people are dropping dead in the streets and being stored in reefer trucks because the morgues are full” phase of the drama, decided to go check out the Denver Health medical complex to see the carnage for ourselves. This is the hospital that takes the homeless, drug ODs, crash victims, indigent patients, and whoever shows up at their door, so we figured it would be ground zero. It was a ghost town.
Cackling Kamala weighed in once Trump announced Operation Warp Speed informing us that she would never take the “Trump Vaccine.” Once it was rebranded as a Biden vaccine, she was happy to pretend to get it on TV while reminding the rest of us it was mandatory. What a deft reversal. That woman is an inspiration.
Here in Denver, you could get in line, in your car, at the massive Coors Field parking lot and get the jab while still strapped in. Afterward, you drove 500 feet to the “let’s see if you have a seizure” section of the lot to wait 15 minutes in case you had an adverse reaction. EMS was standing by.
Social pressure was ruthlessly used to guilt trip people into getting it. “If you won’t get the jab you’re a selfish pig who wants to kill Grandma.” Neither of us has a grandma any longer, so there’s that.
To a great degree, I wasn’t subject to this pressure because I’m relatively isolated from society, which is one way of saying I don’t get out much. The COVID pandemic had the “side effect,” if you will, of taking me out of social situations, because the industry I was part of— marketing— essentially ground to a halt because of the virus.
In retrospect, we realized that being in the advertising game imbued us with natural immunity to specious claims— having been paid to create specious claims for many decades. It’s not just because we’re downwind from Greely that we can smell bullshit. (Only Coloradans will get this.)
Even so, much of the business activity I would have been engaged in would be working alone in a studio, so I wouldn’t interact directly with others anyway. Business communication was conducted through email.
Further, I harbor deep suspicion of the government, a trait I retained from my days as a Hippie Anarchist Lite. I was a faux radical when I was younger (I thought it would get me some of that Free Love going around. It didn’t.) and hating the government came with the territory. Tricky Dick. Ronald Ray Gun. Pigs. Don’t trust anyone over thirty.
Many people with a leftist bent back then, are now The Man, or better, The Borg, and they love wielding authority over others, a penchant I have never developed. This political flip-flop from peacenik, government-hating, free-speech advocates to autocratic, pedantic, dictatorial tyrants rendered me in a state of perpetual mistrust of governmental authority.
I shouldn’t be surprised at the flip-flop— that’s how Marxists always play it.
By the time the vaccines were available, Lisa and I had already contracted COVID-19. It was a bad cold that lasted for a few days. We assumed we had developed natural immunity the way humans always do after getting a coronavirus. That was another reason not to get the jab.
As an aside, it is a point of immense pride that we got the bug at a February 2020 Trump rally in Colorado Springs.
During the pandemic, it was obvious to us that “follow the money” was the right strategy to use when evaluating the avalanche of bullshit coming from the government and media. It was folly to take Big Pharma seriously when there was so much money to be made colluding with a government that would mandate their products.
Fauci did not come off as an honest source of information. He was too full of himself for one thing. “I am the science.” But it seemed obvious that he would get rich if we followed his dictates. To this day, Fauci blames us for losing faith in “The Science.”
The sight of New Zealand Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern, blood dripping from her fangs, announcing she would personally pull the gallows lever on anyone who disobeyed her orders added to our suspicion that something wasn’t adding up.
Recently, it was revealed that the European Union entered into a non-cancellable contract with Pfizer for enough vaccine doses to inoculate every citizen of the EU fourteen times when the recommendation at the time was for one vac and one booster.
(The FDA has recently been forced to backtrack on Ivermectin, admitting that it is not, in fact, horse paste.)
Covid Cabin Fever
At one point during heavy lockdown, we were getting pretty squirrelly hanging around the house, so, rebels that we are, we got in the car for a drive in the countryside. We headed north to Cheyenne, Wyoming where we found to our delight that Wyomingites were not taking the mask/distancing bullshit seriously. We stopped at a convenience store and people were behaving normally. We ended up in a city park where we got a blanket from the trunk and lay down for a nap in the open air— something that would be forbidden at home. Then it started to rain cutting short our authority-defiant respite.
We decided to take a different route back to Denver, a more easterly drive skirting the Pawnee National Grassland. Pretty flat and quite deserted. When we reached the Colorado state line we encountered peak Covid-panic stupidity. Just past the Welcome to Colorful Colorado sign, there was a portable, solar-powered, illuminated sign explaining that Colorado was a mask state, and compliance would be enforced. In the middle of nowhere, alone in a wide-open prairie. I have no idea how many roads penetrate the Colorado borders with surrounding states, but if they all have these ridiculous signs that would be a colossal waste of taxpayer dollars. Insanity.
I won’t claim to have seen all this in advance. Our initial skepticism allowed us to resist the initial pressure and adopt a wait-and-see approach. It’s a good thing we waited because shortly we would start to see plenty of evidence that this business stank.
“Children are at the least risk of infection,” so let's shoot ‘em up, lock ‘em up, and deprive them of developing social skills— for their own good.
Rachel Madcow: “If you get the vaccine, the virus just stops.” This turned out to be false.
The government ruthlessly suppressed alternative treatments such as Ivermectin and chloroquine— even vitamin frigging D. All to push profits for Big Pharma. I could go on, but you’ve all seen it.
It was hard not to notice signs that the pandemic might not be a random occurrence. For example: how did all those floor graphics and plexiglass sneeze shields appear so quickly? Just asking.
I don’t get any vaccines. An argument could be made that this is unnecessarily risky, but I haven’t contracted the flu in 30 years. It could be natural immunity. Or, it could be why mosquitos don’t hassle me— there’s something so offensive about my body, that biting insects, germs, and viruses look for more hospitable hosts. Maybe I’ll go out and step on a rusty nail to test my theory.
Perhaps most of all, no controlling authority can threaten me (yet) with financial ruin, ostracization, or cancellation. I’m self-employed (or these days -unemployed) so I don’t work for big institutions that can require me to take the jab to stay employed.
Because of all that, I remain jab-free, coercion-free, and free.
Love this. Agree with most of it. I got two jabs, I have some health issues, so I made an informed choice between two bad options, so far I have no issues. And and I never never got COVID once, despite living in a house where lots of people have had active cases. Go figure. Personally I am OK with getting specific vaccines, depending. I got a booster for Tetanus recently, which I was good with. Never get flu shots though. As an (applied) scientist who has spent my career mostly in R&D, it is perfectly reasonable to question new technology without a historical longitudinal track record. I personally and strongly object to the vaccine mandates (I was subjected to one - though it was redundant because as stated for my own reasons I job one jab and one booster), they were and remain an immoral act by the state.