Hate is too strong of a word I am sure. But I am sticking with it because that is the way it feels. And what other feeling does the remark, “I hope you get Covid and die,” elicit, from no less than two of my “life long friends”? Wouldn’t that be considered by most to be hateful words? Well, by today’s “woke” standards, it certainly would be hate speech.
“I hope you get Covid and die” is only said/written by a Modern Moron Slave (MMS) that STILL believes in the OPERATION COVIDIUS PROPAGANDA, and one has to be pretty dumb to still believe in that!
OPERATION COVIDIUS provided the evidence that the herds of MMS/3i's (Irresponsible, Ignorant and Idiots) exist and that the number of animals that can be tagged with the MMS/3i's tag is ~99%.
So don't worry much about those displays of ignorance and cowardice... Just laugh and have Fun.
holy moly. you tapped into some trauma with this one. this is what i've been yapping to the wife about. the sheep enjoyed the lockdowns. the shrews got shocked by sudden, over night, totalitarianism and how helpless you actually are when the crazies grab the steering wheel. thus the shrews are still trying to figure out what the heck happened. the sheep sleep well knowing they belong to the cool group.
Wow. What a timely & we’ll written essay! Thank you! In reading of your experiences, I realized we got off “lightly”. Our social circle is smaller (hence fewer “fuck you”’s hurled at us), I never bought into FB, and while I had anon accounts, it was never a source of “friends”. And only one entire branch of family has ostracized us.. I dgaf anymore! For me, finding the other fringe minorities happened in Twitter & at the shooting range. Now, this has expanded to folks like you on Substack. Yup. We are tribal creatures and it was hugely hurtful to be kicked out. No matter. We find our tribes elsewhere. The more craziness I see, the better I feel, because it’s tipping, folks. My only suggestion: every decent Canadian needs to get their RPAL. Go do the 2 day restricted fireacourse & arm yourselves. There’s power in numbers.
"We wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand." Do not despair, my friends! There has always been tribulation in this world. Our times are certainly not unique. Hold fast to your faith knowing that the time we have here is but a blink of the eye. Don’t you know that you are created in the likeness of God, immortal? All of the difficulties experienced in this life will be trivialities in the next. Be strong in the Lord, be of good courage because He is faithful and unchanging in his love. Stand against evil, and He will be beside you. As Jesus said, "In this world you will have tribulation. But be of good cheer, for I have overcome the world." Peace.
My heart breaks for all of you who have lost old friends and family members and who have been subjected to ugly and hateful comments. I have not come through this unscathed, but I consider myself pretty lucky. Well, maybe it's less about luck than not ever being on FB or any social media really.
My family, while mostly a mixture of sheep and "go along to get along" types, never shunned me or my husband or left us out of family gatherings. My best friend of 40+ years was on the same page but got the injections so she could escape to Florida during the winter of 2021/22 because she was so depressed and despondent. I warned her about the shots even before they were unleashed upon us and she was polite but we never talked about it. Because she was against masks, lockdowns and vax mandates we have remained friends but I do have to self-censor with respect to vax stuff. Other friends ghosted us during the worst of it but we have been seeing them again socially. I won't ever trust them again, but for my husband's sake I can be friendly and non-confrontational. There is only one old friend left with whom I'm not speaking, but even she has reached out and we may be able to resume some kind of relationship.
I guess the only thing I can suggest to anyone who is feeling alone is to find a community of like-minded people. Through Vaccine Choice Canada I ended up finding a few people in my area and our little group grew nicely and we still meet every Sunday. They are the only people I can speak totally freely with about any of the scamdemic nonsense. I feel like I flit back and forth between parallel universes but it works for me. I can get along with normies and my family and still enjoy their company now that they believe Covid is over, but then I can check in with my group whenever I need to talk with people who understand what's going on. Online communities are great, but part of subverting the agenda is to find your people and engage in person -- which we did despite lockdowns.
Oh, and I guess the last point is that I assume we shrews have never really given a rat's ass what people think of us and so being hated doesn't really bother us that much. The haters will have to live with what they have said and done while we can live with a clear conscience. We are on the right side of history.
Remembering that we are imperfect and fallible creatures has helped me keep a practical perspective, and family breakups can be avoided by more often than not, staying quiet now. After so many shushes and insults, one must keep the peace. Luckily Substack has a healthy platform for discussion and learning.
Jul 13, 2023·edited Jul 14, 2023Liked by Todd Hayen, PhD, RP
There is probably some ‘hate’ in my experience, but more than anything is the deafening silence. If I ever speak with friends or colleagues about subjects like how many shared acquaintances have cancer or strange illnesses since around 2021, I hear ‘crickets’. Or else they say “stress” or “we’re all getting older, you know”. No vaccinated person I know will make any correlation. A neighbor who mysteriously had a hemorrhage so severe that it came out his eyes and ears—- and baffled the medical community—- just said to me that he’s ‘up to date’ on his shots (5 ). He had part of his septum removed to stop the bleeding. When I suggested mRNA: Silence. My God! Or, tomorrow a funeral will be held for a colleague. Cancer began for her pre-vax and I heard it was responding to treatment. (Now, folks here where I am in Canada had to be vaxed to continue treatments.) Well, she took a turn for the worse in 2022. And these are only two of dozens of stories I know. Just saying.
People just don’t want to talk about it—- especially those who are in authority or positions of power—-including many friends and colleagues of mine. Let’s not forget that many of them have financially improved their lives since March 2020—- and continue to do so. I think until something hits hard personally or financially to these folks, they will remain silent. It’s sad, but true.
I concluded a while ago, that the start of this Covid Era—as I call the times since March 2020—- was a watershed moment, and possibly planned—- and if not—magnificently taken advantage of by corporations and governments. Early on I believed that governments and my personal representatives would set all this straight—— but I quickly discovered how wrong I was and how little of a representative democracy we truly are nowadays.
This “ Why” is something I ask myself every day . I have had a number of people who claim to love me at best silence me ( for expressing my views ) at worst say I should be denied health care ( for any reason ). I can’t figure this out …I too have pulled back . My convo with most of these people is now at the level of the weather. I have observed ( now in hindsight) that in most cases these individuals were always @$&%&$%&. COVID has become the wedge issue that has brought to the surface their real “ selves “ . Yes and shutting people down including name calling is just wrong.
You completely described my life. We must be twins.
My husband did a Clean Language session with me, and a metaphor emerged that has helped me immensely. In the first image, I was in a lush forest with a lantern. The moss was deep green and the entire eco system was healthy and beautiful. That is the kind of person I am looking for - I call them Forest People. The next image was of a dried up ditch in a desert. Nothing healthy or appealing, and no reason to go there. The next image was a regular country dirt road. The people on the road were okay to shoot the breeze with. Not super smart or stupid, just okay to be around now and then. The Ditch People have no redeeming qualities and must be avoided. The mistake I made was trying to bring the lantern of wisdom to Ditchers. What a waste of time. But no more! Healthy, forest people are who I seek, and I won’t waste another minute with the Ditch People. Since humans think in metaphors, when we change the metaphor, our perception changes too. Now I see all the idiots that hate me, as ditch people and it no longer bothers me. The session yielded quite an amazing transformation. Where I used to feel angry at them and keenly feel the injustice, now I’m quite content with the high quality forest people in my life and the harmless road people.
‘Tis why I lost my job and so many ‘friends’. Unlike you (brave soul) I don’t argue. I’ll put it forward and if there is backlash I walk away. Figure anyone who can’t/won’t listen to a different perspective is not worth my time or energy.
Wondrously though many of them came around when they started seeing other sheep veering out of the slaughterhouse chute.
I had a dream last night about the divide. I was surrounded by friends and colleagues -- something that never happens anymore--and which I dream about regularly. I was enjoying their company but kept myself distant, the way you do when you are sober and everyone around you is drinking. I woke up thinking about that deep-down feeling that you get when you believe someone else is crazy, and how that sense has multiplied exponentially since the pandemic. Is it just a darker shade of a sentiment I always carried, or is it new? It seems new to me. I was also demonized and ridiculed by wanting to discuss the Covid measures from a position of skepticism. Even my remaining relationships are with people who "don't want to get into it" with me--I guess that's the only way we can remain friends. What can we do? I would rather live loving the Truth than be accepted by the crowd. Maybe that's the thing they hate the most. I don't know. I try to smile and share moments of kindness. They are not inhuman, they are just in Hell.
Reading this could not have come at a better time for me. I was fairly and deeply down in mood the past 24 hours. Naturally depressed because I have been feeling oppressed by censure and hostility and (worse) blankness. To not have any thought or feeling mirrored in the eyes of another is exceedingly lonely. And it feels dangerous. I've always been accused of being 'too sensitive' or of 'thinking too much.' And in the past years there has been the added: 'too radical' and 'way out there.' The sense of alienation is real. And the alternative of concealing what I consider the best parts of me (genuine concern for others, for a start) is almost intolerable at times. So, for me it's a lifeline to, at least, read of shared suffering in this regard. Misery may well love company because it's an instinctive trait and serves a real benefit towards survival. Thank you for writing, T.H.. And thank you for the 'company'. And likewise, I give thanks to all engaging herein.
I want "them" to hate me. I relish the moment. First of all their hate only affects them. Secondly, I consider the source. To be hated by a dummy? Alrighty. Third, I expect NOTHING from this realm. That way any blessing I get is just that, "a blessing." If people don't hate you then you are not doing "the work." How can any rational mind navigate in Asylum USA and expect to be praised and loved by its unhinged patients?
“If you see The All Mighty and Magnificent, holding back this world from you, frequently trying you with adversity and tribulation, know that you hold a great status with Him. Know that He is dealing with you as He does with His Awliya and chosen elite, and is watching over you.”
Jul 13, 2023·edited Jul 13, 2023Liked by Todd Hayen, PhD, RP
I, too, was very outspoken from the start. When I said in Mid-March we needed to disobey the lockdowns the moment they were announced the shock and disgust from so many I knew was the first sign I had of what we were up against. I was called a callous murderer at the time for daring to say that.
And so it continued. I shared scientific study after scientific study, tried to put the statistics into perspective, gave historical comparisons, told the simple truth that responsibility for good health starts at home, gave tips on nutrition, hydration, exercise, sunlight, fresh air, sleep patterns, spoke of how important our microbiome are, gut, mucous membranes, skin. Pointed out that the sanitizers were harming their own natural protective hand microbiome that destroys most all microbiological threats in just 5-15 minutes on its own, sanitizer kills the good guys, too. I was called crazy, told my advice was harming people. As if.
Lost many friends on Fb. And it continued, even after the BLM riots exposed the BS, that surely would've woken up most. I refused to mask the entire time. My beloved got angry with me for all of the conflicts I'd have. She wore them the first 5-6 months used sanitizer religiously, against my cautions and my example. But finally the mask came off. Slowly she worked up her courage. And when she did she couldn't believe how much freer she felt. She had adopted the all too common, "it's no big deal, I don't even notice it" approach. But when she finally bucked the majority her sense of freedom came back. It took another year and a half where I live for most to return to bare faces so she feels like an early rebel.
I began warning about the jabs to come in July-August when my research on PCR testing informed me that vaccines shed their contents detectable for upwards of 2.5 months after inoculation, and those still living their lives testing for presence of CV (tests never reflected infection, just presence, I've never taken one and never will) those believing we'd vaccinate our way out of a pandemic would be putting themselves into quarantine up to 2.5 months after they took one using their logic of disease. And I was called crazy. For knowing the truth and sharing it with those I loved and cared about.
Many were hostile, angry, insulting. And I'm a return fire person, you hit me once I hit you twice, twice as hard, make you think twice about ever hitting me again. Lost a lot of people in my life that way. In social media. And in real life, stores and restaurants I'll never go back to depending on how ugly they were or how ugly I got in return. My share of encounters I'm not proud of. But I don't take shit. And let the dark energy win some moments.
I'm fortunate that my family never disowned me or avoided me. I've tried to explain to all the harms of masks, jabs, the insanity of it all. Most have politely nodded their heads and told me they take in information from all sources and make up their own minds. All went along with the masks, not as comfortable with conflict as I am when I know I'm right. Most got the jabs, except my sibling and my beloved, who fortunately was able to save her child from the 4x's jabbed father's preference. All family members have been sick, those who got jabbed. My sibling and partner, both unjabbed, got very sick, sibling a few weeks after the spouse got jabbed (who ended up in the hospital for a month, subjected to the remdesiver death protocol, Thank God survived it! My partner after visiting with friends who had just been jabbed. And an aunt who was a retired nurse who knew better about getting the jabs got sick after being with many who had just gotten jabbed didn't make it. Not sure if was from jab shedding, diabetic coma or done in by hospital protocols.
As for me, never been sick since before 2020. And I've hugged and been in close contact with those who've tested positive (fake test) and while my partner was sick. I try to take care of my terrain.
I left Fb in January, 2021, when I saw what feds were doing to people using social media. My posts were often confrontational, were sometimes censored, frequently shadow-banned. But the stakes for speaking out against authority became crystal clear then.
The whole time I had been on social media I had few friends rally to my side, would take the piling on, one versus three-four-five. I'd sometimes get private messages, emails or texts from friends who said they agreed with me, read my shares, appreciated that I had the courage to fight the fight, but they had too much to lose if they weighed in. Thanks.
I moved early in pandemic, that alone meant long friendships would suffer. Leaving Fb in early 2021 made it even harder. I visited old home earlier this year, met up with a dozen old friends. They knew my positions, we had conversations about, they weren't hateful, but still disagreed with me about jabs and masks, though agreed the mandates and fever pitch around it all got out of hand. And these were friends that stayed friends, hadn't disavowed me like many others.
It's been a real-time sociology experiment. I was used to being the contrarian. A free-thinking conservative/libertarian my whole life, lived in very liberal college towns and big cities, I was used to the 1 vs 5 contests of ideas. Even working in politics, kept up good relations with opposing party officials, I could be diplomatic enough to work productively with them for two decades. Though now, and after my less diplomatic presentations of ideas that's not really possible. But I speak my mind. Their feelings be damned. I'm too old to give a rat's butt. And they're in the wrong, have done great harm by their pretense of righteousness. I hold the high moral ground and don't concede an inch to them. They offend me. They offend the very humanity they pretend to care about. And I don't take their smug superiority laying down. Tom Petty's Won't Back Down would be a good song to play at my memorial whenever God calls me home. I stand with truth. I speak my truth. Till my last breath.
Todd, I see that you are really suffering about all of this. I truly, deeply understand because I am in exactly the same p;lace and I wish I had something profoundly insightful to say to help you feel better. I guess I am a bit more used to being the conspiracy theorist outsider because I have been at it much longer. Today I watched an interview on Aubrey Marcus"s podcast with Del Bigtree. I listened to Del all through the entire Covid time and he kept me sane., but this interview is astonishing because Del has time to talk about how he feels about being attacked for years since he put out "Vaxxed". IT IS WONDERFUL, It IS inspiring. I strongly recommend listening to all of it to learn from him. It supports our stand on this entire thing. I hope you get some encouragement.
“I hope you get Covid and die” is only said/written by a Modern Moron Slave (MMS) that STILL believes in the OPERATION COVIDIUS PROPAGANDA, and one has to be pretty dumb to still believe in that!
OPERATION COVIDIUS provided the evidence that the herds of MMS/3i's (Irresponsible, Ignorant and Idiots) exist and that the number of animals that can be tagged with the MMS/3i's tag is ~99%.
So don't worry much about those displays of ignorance and cowardice... Just laugh and have Fun.
https://i.postimg.cc/BnMdsh3x/COVIDIUS-depression-be-brave.jpg
holy moly. you tapped into some trauma with this one. this is what i've been yapping to the wife about. the sheep enjoyed the lockdowns. the shrews got shocked by sudden, over night, totalitarianism and how helpless you actually are when the crazies grab the steering wheel. thus the shrews are still trying to figure out what the heck happened. the sheep sleep well knowing they belong to the cool group.
Wow. What a timely & we’ll written essay! Thank you! In reading of your experiences, I realized we got off “lightly”. Our social circle is smaller (hence fewer “fuck you”’s hurled at us), I never bought into FB, and while I had anon accounts, it was never a source of “friends”. And only one entire branch of family has ostracized us.. I dgaf anymore! For me, finding the other fringe minorities happened in Twitter & at the shooting range. Now, this has expanded to folks like you on Substack. Yup. We are tribal creatures and it was hugely hurtful to be kicked out. No matter. We find our tribes elsewhere. The more craziness I see, the better I feel, because it’s tipping, folks. My only suggestion: every decent Canadian needs to get their RPAL. Go do the 2 day restricted fireacourse & arm yourselves. There’s power in numbers.
"We wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand." Do not despair, my friends! There has always been tribulation in this world. Our times are certainly not unique. Hold fast to your faith knowing that the time we have here is but a blink of the eye. Don’t you know that you are created in the likeness of God, immortal? All of the difficulties experienced in this life will be trivialities in the next. Be strong in the Lord, be of good courage because He is faithful and unchanging in his love. Stand against evil, and He will be beside you. As Jesus said, "In this world you will have tribulation. But be of good cheer, for I have overcome the world." Peace.
My heart breaks for all of you who have lost old friends and family members and who have been subjected to ugly and hateful comments. I have not come through this unscathed, but I consider myself pretty lucky. Well, maybe it's less about luck than not ever being on FB or any social media really.
My family, while mostly a mixture of sheep and "go along to get along" types, never shunned me or my husband or left us out of family gatherings. My best friend of 40+ years was on the same page but got the injections so she could escape to Florida during the winter of 2021/22 because she was so depressed and despondent. I warned her about the shots even before they were unleashed upon us and she was polite but we never talked about it. Because she was against masks, lockdowns and vax mandates we have remained friends but I do have to self-censor with respect to vax stuff. Other friends ghosted us during the worst of it but we have been seeing them again socially. I won't ever trust them again, but for my husband's sake I can be friendly and non-confrontational. There is only one old friend left with whom I'm not speaking, but even she has reached out and we may be able to resume some kind of relationship.
I guess the only thing I can suggest to anyone who is feeling alone is to find a community of like-minded people. Through Vaccine Choice Canada I ended up finding a few people in my area and our little group grew nicely and we still meet every Sunday. They are the only people I can speak totally freely with about any of the scamdemic nonsense. I feel like I flit back and forth between parallel universes but it works for me. I can get along with normies and my family and still enjoy their company now that they believe Covid is over, but then I can check in with my group whenever I need to talk with people who understand what's going on. Online communities are great, but part of subverting the agenda is to find your people and engage in person -- which we did despite lockdowns.
Oh, and I guess the last point is that I assume we shrews have never really given a rat's ass what people think of us and so being hated doesn't really bother us that much. The haters will have to live with what they have said and done while we can live with a clear conscience. We are on the right side of history.
Remembering that we are imperfect and fallible creatures has helped me keep a practical perspective, and family breakups can be avoided by more often than not, staying quiet now. After so many shushes and insults, one must keep the peace. Luckily Substack has a healthy platform for discussion and learning.
There is probably some ‘hate’ in my experience, but more than anything is the deafening silence. If I ever speak with friends or colleagues about subjects like how many shared acquaintances have cancer or strange illnesses since around 2021, I hear ‘crickets’. Or else they say “stress” or “we’re all getting older, you know”. No vaccinated person I know will make any correlation. A neighbor who mysteriously had a hemorrhage so severe that it came out his eyes and ears—- and baffled the medical community—- just said to me that he’s ‘up to date’ on his shots (5 ). He had part of his septum removed to stop the bleeding. When I suggested mRNA: Silence. My God! Or, tomorrow a funeral will be held for a colleague. Cancer began for her pre-vax and I heard it was responding to treatment. (Now, folks here where I am in Canada had to be vaxed to continue treatments.) Well, she took a turn for the worse in 2022. And these are only two of dozens of stories I know. Just saying.
People just don’t want to talk about it—- especially those who are in authority or positions of power—-including many friends and colleagues of mine. Let’s not forget that many of them have financially improved their lives since March 2020—- and continue to do so. I think until something hits hard personally or financially to these folks, they will remain silent. It’s sad, but true.
I concluded a while ago, that the start of this Covid Era—as I call the times since March 2020—- was a watershed moment, and possibly planned—- and if not—magnificently taken advantage of by corporations and governments. Early on I believed that governments and my personal representatives would set all this straight—— but I quickly discovered how wrong I was and how little of a representative democracy we truly are nowadays.
But, that’s for another comment in the future :)
This “ Why” is something I ask myself every day . I have had a number of people who claim to love me at best silence me ( for expressing my views ) at worst say I should be denied health care ( for any reason ). I can’t figure this out …I too have pulled back . My convo with most of these people is now at the level of the weather. I have observed ( now in hindsight) that in most cases these individuals were always @$&%&$%&. COVID has become the wedge issue that has brought to the surface their real “ selves “ . Yes and shutting people down including name calling is just wrong.
You completely described my life. We must be twins.
My husband did a Clean Language session with me, and a metaphor emerged that has helped me immensely. In the first image, I was in a lush forest with a lantern. The moss was deep green and the entire eco system was healthy and beautiful. That is the kind of person I am looking for - I call them Forest People. The next image was of a dried up ditch in a desert. Nothing healthy or appealing, and no reason to go there. The next image was a regular country dirt road. The people on the road were okay to shoot the breeze with. Not super smart or stupid, just okay to be around now and then. The Ditch People have no redeeming qualities and must be avoided. The mistake I made was trying to bring the lantern of wisdom to Ditchers. What a waste of time. But no more! Healthy, forest people are who I seek, and I won’t waste another minute with the Ditch People. Since humans think in metaphors, when we change the metaphor, our perception changes too. Now I see all the idiots that hate me, as ditch people and it no longer bothers me. The session yielded quite an amazing transformation. Where I used to feel angry at them and keenly feel the injustice, now I’m quite content with the high quality forest people in my life and the harmless road people.
Good one as usual, Todd and wiil be linking it today @https://nothingnewunderthesun2016.com/
As long as you are true to youself, I wouldn't worry too much about what the 🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 think!!!!
This.
‘Tis why I lost my job and so many ‘friends’. Unlike you (brave soul) I don’t argue. I’ll put it forward and if there is backlash I walk away. Figure anyone who can’t/won’t listen to a different perspective is not worth my time or energy.
Wondrously though many of them came around when they started seeing other sheep veering out of the slaughterhouse chute.
And yes, I did say “told you so”!
I had a dream last night about the divide. I was surrounded by friends and colleagues -- something that never happens anymore--and which I dream about regularly. I was enjoying their company but kept myself distant, the way you do when you are sober and everyone around you is drinking. I woke up thinking about that deep-down feeling that you get when you believe someone else is crazy, and how that sense has multiplied exponentially since the pandemic. Is it just a darker shade of a sentiment I always carried, or is it new? It seems new to me. I was also demonized and ridiculed by wanting to discuss the Covid measures from a position of skepticism. Even my remaining relationships are with people who "don't want to get into it" with me--I guess that's the only way we can remain friends. What can we do? I would rather live loving the Truth than be accepted by the crowd. Maybe that's the thing they hate the most. I don't know. I try to smile and share moments of kindness. They are not inhuman, they are just in Hell.
Reading this could not have come at a better time for me. I was fairly and deeply down in mood the past 24 hours. Naturally depressed because I have been feeling oppressed by censure and hostility and (worse) blankness. To not have any thought or feeling mirrored in the eyes of another is exceedingly lonely. And it feels dangerous. I've always been accused of being 'too sensitive' or of 'thinking too much.' And in the past years there has been the added: 'too radical' and 'way out there.' The sense of alienation is real. And the alternative of concealing what I consider the best parts of me (genuine concern for others, for a start) is almost intolerable at times. So, for me it's a lifeline to, at least, read of shared suffering in this regard. Misery may well love company because it's an instinctive trait and serves a real benefit towards survival. Thank you for writing, T.H.. And thank you for the 'company'. And likewise, I give thanks to all engaging herein.
I want "them" to hate me. I relish the moment. First of all their hate only affects them. Secondly, I consider the source. To be hated by a dummy? Alrighty. Third, I expect NOTHING from this realm. That way any blessing I get is just that, "a blessing." If people don't hate you then you are not doing "the work." How can any rational mind navigate in Asylum USA and expect to be praised and loved by its unhinged patients?
“If you see The All Mighty and Magnificent, holding back this world from you, frequently trying you with adversity and tribulation, know that you hold a great status with Him. Know that He is dealing with you as He does with His Awliya and chosen elite, and is watching over you.”
--Al-Ghazali (Written over 1000 years ago)
I, too, was very outspoken from the start. When I said in Mid-March we needed to disobey the lockdowns the moment they were announced the shock and disgust from so many I knew was the first sign I had of what we were up against. I was called a callous murderer at the time for daring to say that.
And so it continued. I shared scientific study after scientific study, tried to put the statistics into perspective, gave historical comparisons, told the simple truth that responsibility for good health starts at home, gave tips on nutrition, hydration, exercise, sunlight, fresh air, sleep patterns, spoke of how important our microbiome are, gut, mucous membranes, skin. Pointed out that the sanitizers were harming their own natural protective hand microbiome that destroys most all microbiological threats in just 5-15 minutes on its own, sanitizer kills the good guys, too. I was called crazy, told my advice was harming people. As if.
Lost many friends on Fb. And it continued, even after the BLM riots exposed the BS, that surely would've woken up most. I refused to mask the entire time. My beloved got angry with me for all of the conflicts I'd have. She wore them the first 5-6 months used sanitizer religiously, against my cautions and my example. But finally the mask came off. Slowly she worked up her courage. And when she did she couldn't believe how much freer she felt. She had adopted the all too common, "it's no big deal, I don't even notice it" approach. But when she finally bucked the majority her sense of freedom came back. It took another year and a half where I live for most to return to bare faces so she feels like an early rebel.
I began warning about the jabs to come in July-August when my research on PCR testing informed me that vaccines shed their contents detectable for upwards of 2.5 months after inoculation, and those still living their lives testing for presence of CV (tests never reflected infection, just presence, I've never taken one and never will) those believing we'd vaccinate our way out of a pandemic would be putting themselves into quarantine up to 2.5 months after they took one using their logic of disease. And I was called crazy. For knowing the truth and sharing it with those I loved and cared about.
Many were hostile, angry, insulting. And I'm a return fire person, you hit me once I hit you twice, twice as hard, make you think twice about ever hitting me again. Lost a lot of people in my life that way. In social media. And in real life, stores and restaurants I'll never go back to depending on how ugly they were or how ugly I got in return. My share of encounters I'm not proud of. But I don't take shit. And let the dark energy win some moments.
I'm fortunate that my family never disowned me or avoided me. I've tried to explain to all the harms of masks, jabs, the insanity of it all. Most have politely nodded their heads and told me they take in information from all sources and make up their own minds. All went along with the masks, not as comfortable with conflict as I am when I know I'm right. Most got the jabs, except my sibling and my beloved, who fortunately was able to save her child from the 4x's jabbed father's preference. All family members have been sick, those who got jabbed. My sibling and partner, both unjabbed, got very sick, sibling a few weeks after the spouse got jabbed (who ended up in the hospital for a month, subjected to the remdesiver death protocol, Thank God survived it! My partner after visiting with friends who had just been jabbed. And an aunt who was a retired nurse who knew better about getting the jabs got sick after being with many who had just gotten jabbed didn't make it. Not sure if was from jab shedding, diabetic coma or done in by hospital protocols.
As for me, never been sick since before 2020. And I've hugged and been in close contact with those who've tested positive (fake test) and while my partner was sick. I try to take care of my terrain.
I left Fb in January, 2021, when I saw what feds were doing to people using social media. My posts were often confrontational, were sometimes censored, frequently shadow-banned. But the stakes for speaking out against authority became crystal clear then.
The whole time I had been on social media I had few friends rally to my side, would take the piling on, one versus three-four-five. I'd sometimes get private messages, emails or texts from friends who said they agreed with me, read my shares, appreciated that I had the courage to fight the fight, but they had too much to lose if they weighed in. Thanks.
I moved early in pandemic, that alone meant long friendships would suffer. Leaving Fb in early 2021 made it even harder. I visited old home earlier this year, met up with a dozen old friends. They knew my positions, we had conversations about, they weren't hateful, but still disagreed with me about jabs and masks, though agreed the mandates and fever pitch around it all got out of hand. And these were friends that stayed friends, hadn't disavowed me like many others.
It's been a real-time sociology experiment. I was used to being the contrarian. A free-thinking conservative/libertarian my whole life, lived in very liberal college towns and big cities, I was used to the 1 vs 5 contests of ideas. Even working in politics, kept up good relations with opposing party officials, I could be diplomatic enough to work productively with them for two decades. Though now, and after my less diplomatic presentations of ideas that's not really possible. But I speak my mind. Their feelings be damned. I'm too old to give a rat's butt. And they're in the wrong, have done great harm by their pretense of righteousness. I hold the high moral ground and don't concede an inch to them. They offend me. They offend the very humanity they pretend to care about. And I don't take their smug superiority laying down. Tom Petty's Won't Back Down would be a good song to play at my memorial whenever God calls me home. I stand with truth. I speak my truth. Till my last breath.
Todd, I see that you are really suffering about all of this. I truly, deeply understand because I am in exactly the same p;lace and I wish I had something profoundly insightful to say to help you feel better. I guess I am a bit more used to being the conspiracy theorist outsider because I have been at it much longer. Today I watched an interview on Aubrey Marcus"s podcast with Del Bigtree. I listened to Del all through the entire Covid time and he kept me sane., but this interview is astonishing because Del has time to talk about how he feels about being attacked for years since he put out "Vaxxed". IT IS WONDERFUL, It IS inspiring. I strongly recommend listening to all of it to learn from him. It supports our stand on this entire thing. I hope you get some encouragement.