Back in 2014, which seems impossibly long ago now, someone close to me died from side effects from his medication. He was seen on a regular basis by a team of doctors and various specialists, none of whom realized that he was being poisoned by his “medicine” until it was too late. Although I was not, strictly speaking, a healthcare professional, I was one of the people responsible for his well-being.
I discovered that, far from this being an anomaly, iatrogenic deaths (deaths caused by the healthcare system) were one of the leading causes of death in the United States. I became a bit skeptical about modern medicine, especially about pharmaceutical companies. Later, but still pre-Covid, I had a few unpleasant and frankly hurtful experiences with representatives of the healthcare industry. To be fair, I also had some that were positive, and I don’t want to paint with too broad a brush, but I became very aware that the healing professions in this country are dysfunctional at best.
As the numbers started coming in and data was compiled about the pandemic, I realized the reaction of the government was massively out of proportion to the statistical risks. I felt that the governments of the world morphed into tyrannies overnight with great coordination. I did not trust anything I was told, especially when the lab leak theory was denounced despite the very real and obvious possibility that the virus came from the Wuhan lab.
When the vaccine was released and deemed safe and effective, even though the studies were almost immediately compromised by vaccinating the control group, I knew that it was yet another lie. The propaganda around all of this was so blatant and obvious that I lost all trust in any government and media sources. I had also read the US Army’s counterinsurgency manual and various government publications that indicated that the government had the capacity to run propaganda operations 24/7 indefinitely. Back in my youth, I was a bit of a conspiracy theorist, so I was aware of programs like Project Mockingbird, which I remain less than certain were ever fully abandoned.
Due to my upbringing, I also have a “get bent” streak about three miles wide when it comes to oppressive authority figures.
All of that left me very unlikely to even consider getting the jab. The final reason, and the only metaphysical one, is an invocation of Barachiel I performed on Halloween in 2021, where I was frankly told that if I wanted to live, I shouldn’t get the vaccine. At that point, I knew I’d die before I got it. No information I’ve seen or events that I’ve experienced since then have made me question that decision.
My mom used to ask me, if all of my friends were jumping off a cliff, would I do it too? Decades later, I discovered the answer is no. She’s five shots in, and luckily she still seems fine.
Re: The Epiphany (A reflection thread on pandemic choices)
I discovered that, far from this being an anomaly, iatrogenic deaths (deaths caused by the healthcare system) were one of the leading causes of death in the United States. I became a bit skeptical about modern medicine, especially about pharmaceutical companies. Later, but still pre-Covid, I had a few unpleasant and frankly hurtful experiences with representatives of the healthcare industry. To be fair, I also had some that were positive, and I don’t want to paint with too broad a brush, but I became very aware that the healing professions in this country are dysfunctional at best.
As the numbers started coming in and data was compiled about the pandemic, I realized the reaction of the government was massively out of proportion to the statistical risks. I felt that the governments of the world morphed into tyrannies overnight with great coordination. I did not trust anything I was told, especially when the lab leak theory was denounced despite the very real and obvious possibility that the virus came from the Wuhan lab.
When the vaccine was released and deemed safe and effective, even though the studies were almost immediately compromised by vaccinating the control group, I knew that it was yet another lie. The propaganda around all of this was so blatant and obvious that I lost all trust in any government and media sources. I had also read the US Army’s counterinsurgency manual and various government publications that indicated that the government had the capacity to run propaganda operations 24/7 indefinitely. Back in my youth, I was a bit of a conspiracy theorist, so I was aware of programs like Project Mockingbird, which I remain less than certain were ever fully abandoned.
Due to my upbringing, I also have a “get bent” streak about three miles wide when it comes to oppressive authority figures.
All of that left me very unlikely to even consider getting the jab. The final reason, and the only metaphysical one, is an invocation of Barachiel I performed on Halloween in 2021, where I was frankly told that if I wanted to live, I shouldn’t get the vaccine. At that point, I knew I’d die before I got it. No information I’ve seen or events that I’ve experienced since then have made me question that decision.
My mom used to ask me, if all of my friends were jumping off a cliff, would I do it too? Decades later, I discovered the answer is no. She’s five shots in, and luckily she still seems fine.