We will never be the same.
What happened between 2020 and 2023 permanently fractured our society. And more than three-quarters of us don’t even realize it.
To the “other side,”?—a handful of crazy family and friends questioned the common sense health proclamations of media and government officials. To them, we were just nut cases for doubting the veracity of the viral villain that was ruining everything. Like good citizens, they were doing their part: dutifully wearing their flimsy masks, getting their shots, and organizing their recommended restricted family functions. Sure, some went as far as policing the banishment of “the unvaccinated,” a bad idea for future unity. But if you were unwilling to get injected like “them,” penalties seemed appropriate—and were government-sanctioned after all.
To “our side”?—the majority of society was under a hypnotic spell. As cracks in the narrative got broader and more treacherous, it became difficult to tolerate their presence. We were a growing number of millions worldwide—not a handful of family and friends. But the government and media were like hired bodyguards, always lurking behind them, enabling a sort of fake moral superiority. When they insisted on us wearing masks, when they justified their discriminations against us, and when they lined up to get injected with an “inoculating” substance that had a guaranteed efficacy of NOT stopping infection (?!!)—it was nearly unbearable.
But all of that is behind us now.
Except that it’s not.
And because of this, the world will never be the same.
The pandemic has been declared ended, yet the nearby hospital still imposes mask mandates. You can visit your psychiatrist on the fourth floor and sit face to face wearing pretend-looking medical masks while pretending to have a conversation about sanity. My dentist’s staff wear N95s of the highest quality I have ever seen. And mask rates in the general population have started to rise again for the holidays.
Now we are at the eve of something different yet similar. We don’t know whether to be vigilant or to laugh out loud at a media that teases us with a mysterious “walking pneumonia” that targets children. After all, the WHO’s new updated and obfuscated International Health Regulations are nearing the finish line. And Christine Lagarde of the European Central Bank has assured us, “The digital euro is on the move.”
Our fractured relationships, cracked by Corona, are too fragile to withstand a Central Bank Digital Currency tied to a health-passport-credit score. The “other side” has no clue that it’s even coming! And frankly, we can do nothing to bring them up to speed. We may fake togetherness, but we are torn apart.
Whatever concessions were made to patch things up are rooted in the past—band-aids for another time, visible only through a rearview mirror. If something new and terrifying comes along, it will be seen as unconnected to what we’ve endured—which will throw salt in old wounds.
It is the madness of COVID.
As mysterious as its origin (which has nothing to do with "lab-leak" anything), it is elusive, clever, protected by the legislatures, and blocked by the courts. It has many sides, yet none at all (…especially the contagion side).
And then there are its towers.
—The towers with the huge white panels and ultra-heavy power cables that inhabit the fields surrounding us. Such a mystery. Has anyone ever adequately explained EXACTLY how they transmit faster downloads or enhance WiFi? And if not, what are they doing?—except somehow contributing to this madness.
A madness which is the real “long COVID” that has never ended.