Letter to a Covidian: A Time-Travel Experiment

Hello there. I understand you’re a believer. You have zealous, unwavering faith in the System. You Trust The Science. You deem anything that falls beyond the margins of the approved narrative “misinformation,” “conspiracy theories,” and “fake news.”

You dutifully wear your badge of obedience. You social distance. You lock down when you’re told to lock down. You report others for violating these and any other applicable dictates.

You were first in line to get injected. You were first in line to get re-injected. You cried tears of joy both times. You cannot wait to get your booster injection.

You have not bothered to conduct independent research outside the authorized avenues of deception; read peer-reviewed scientific literature not funded by the pharmaceutical drug cartel; or critically evaluate the press releases being parroted by your “trusted leaders,” “experts,” and media mouthpieces.

You demand that everyone who is a nonbeliever either comply with the decrees of your faith or be excluded from public activities, deprived of employment, denied access to health care, stripped of their right to protest, bullied into submission, and quarantined.

You find these heretics disgusting, despicable spreaders of disease who are a threat to the public health. You wouldn’t be against removing them from your community, maybe concentrating them in a special holding center—until they get injected, anyway. You feel no pity if they die. It’s their own fault, after all.

Maybe you’re not that bad. Yet. Give it a few more weeks. The propagandists will bring you around. Look how far you’ve come already. Look how many of your rights you’ve voluntarily relinquished, how many values you’ve dumped along the way—in the name of safety, in the name of security, in the name of health, in the name of the public good. You felt it was worth it. And you don’t regret it.

You only wish others wouldn’t keep crying about “muh freedoms,” “my body, my choice,” and other stupid, antiquated ideas. Don’t they realize how selfish they’re being? What a hazard they are to their fellow citizens? This is an emergency—an unprecedented, incalculable, catastrophic worldwide crisis—and we will never get back to normal if they keep stubbornly insisting on preserving their “liberties.” Right?

I wish I could talk to your self from two years ago. If that self had been told the entire world could be brought to a halt and our freedoms suspended at the whim of its leaders for a phenomenon humans had been living with and adapting to in countless variations for millennia, you would think I was describing a dystopian fiction. I might still be able to reason with that self. Instead, this is likely a futile exercise in trying to awaken a hostage suffering from Stockholm Syndrome to the fiendish machinations of her captor.

Think back to a couple of years ago—summer 2019, let’s say. What were you doing then? What was your life like? How did you feel about your past, present, and future? What did you care about? How did you spend your time? What were your core values? What would you think about how you think, feel, and behave today?

That’s the person I want to talk to—not your present self. I’m sure your 2019 self would be fascinated to hear what your current self has to say—although I’d be willing to bet a few thousand inflationary dollars she wouldn’t recognize what you’ve become.

And I’m not speaking about you, personally. You’re probably a nice person who is doing what she thinks is best. I understand where you’re coming from. I understand why so many well-meaning people feel the same as you.

I’m speaking to everyone who persists in uncritically accepting the rationales being given for remaking our world into an open-air prison. I’m speaking to everyone who is sleepwalking into their own enslavement without a second thought, without even the willingness to examine the situation from a perspective outside the one they’ve been programmed to believe.

Had we not been subjected to a global case of Baader–Meinhof phenomenon orchestrated by experts in mass control like the Behavioural Insights Team—unabashedly described as “the Nudge Unit” at the UK government’s website—and implemented across the MSM and social media, you would be still be living and loving life the same way you were two years ago. All of us would be.

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