Not forgiveness or sympathy, but pity
for the compliant (4 minute read)
“Father forgive them, for they know not what they do.” (Jesus of Nazareth)
But they had no excuse to not know.
Did we not send ‘them’ email after email with credible, substantiated evidence exposing the dreadful game played upon us? And what did we get for our troubles? Daily gut-wrenching anguish as we painstakingly curated the clearest data and reasoned arguments, lest our desperate offering be too quickly spurned—which it always was, anyway.
We’ve had to live with their censorship, rejection and ridicule. With their utter betrayal in falling for the monstrous propaganda and turning their backs on us—we who did our homework—our due diligence (hello Sasha Latypova and Katherine Watt).
We withstood the constant, violent psychic onslaught—the living nightmare of lies and slogans and masks and plastic partitions and public signs and stickers and crime scene tape—’sit here, stand there’—and everyone unquestioningly conformed like bloody, stupid, sheep. A few screaming fits in my car and at home made me glad that I live alone. I did some damage to one of my walls.
We were made second-class citizens: untouchables. Forever imprinted on my mind is this scene: my loved ones downloading their QR code ‘passports’, oblivious when I inform them I cannot take part in any of the annual arts festival events. I was excluded from my mother’s 100th and 101st birthdays and my jabbed sisters couldn’t have cared less. Endured two weeks of nauseating, virtue signalling opinions in our local newspaper—an orgy of moral outrage against the six of us who stood mute, yellow stars pinned to our coats, outside the community hall we were barred from entering (Christmas 2021). How dare we? In vain I proffered the testimonies of contemporary Jews (including close friends), who affirmed the real parallels between then and now.
But my personal sufferings are nothing compared to those whose loved ones have been murdered or maimed in the name of health and safety. Many of them weren’t part of the mob screaming at us, but saw no way out for their families’ survival other than to submit to what they instinctively felt was wrong and quite possibly dangerous. Under such circumstances they arguably had no choice. For these ones, my sympathy is genuine and great.
Also, I have two friendships that miraculously survived: both accepted the narrative and mandates yet didn’t take issue with my not doing so. But they are outliers in the main arena of what has taken place over the last three years.
Perhaps it’s divine justice that the vast majority of earthlings now must live with cruel awareness of what they’ve allowed to be done to themselves. The sense of gross violation at the hands of those whom they blindly trusted but who from the get-go wished them harm— that must be living hell and for this, I pity them. But ‘pity’ is distinct from ‘sympathy’. The latter implies a willingness to share in another’s suffering. I can’t or won’t do that. Pity is my shield against their deadly betrayal.
To put myself in their shoes, I’d have lost all confidence or belief in a future that promised anything good. I suppose I’d also harbour quiet hope that it’s not as bad as what’s coming relentlessly to light—even from fake media land.
As for the men and women who subjected their offspring to the injections, they will suffer a special kind of hell, knowing what they did to their children. I’ve no words of comfort for them. My heart might soften down the road, but for now I can muster only disdain. These people are likely the same parents who trotted their wee tots off to Drag Queen Story Hour at the local library. They are People of the Lie.
Which segues to a comment I’ll quote here (promo code: Heidi H:
They lost their humanity. No desire to be honest and receive honesty in return. They didn't just buy the lie. They are the lie.
GB News commentator Neil Oliver (while interviewing Eva Vlaardingerbroek), aired this postulate: “I have a theory that no one’s been changed by the events of the last few years. I think that individuals’ true natures have simply been revealed … or even exposed. I think we’re seeing people for who they truly are and it’s been a fascinating revelatory time, I would say.”
I’ve had similar thoughts. The danger, of course, is that by default I must see myself as superior for not having believed the lie. But I can’t help it.
I think it’s an important topic for discussion. What do you think?
Great article. I really have no animosity toward the jabbed family members because none of them were hostile toward me. I have been shunning them to try to get them to understand the direness of our situation, even before COVID. The 2020 election debacle was the last straw for me in a decades long struggle to try to save our country. The world functions because most people follow the rules most of the time. They trust the basic functions of their societies. What they have been struggling to realize, and I cannot blame them, is that our country is completely fucked up and managed by a criminal syndicate. Believing that requires one to adopt a revolutionary stance and that is a bridge too far for most everyone. That is our job. I believe we un-jabbed need to be the leaders in the emerging new world because we are the innovators, the revolutionaries. We need to drag them along because we love them. We must do the heavy lifting. That is our burden and our opportunity.
I understand what you are saying; personally I have a lot of disdain, even outright contempt for many people I formerly respected. VaxxFest (TM Mark Oshinskie) was indeed a revelation. But as far as taking an injection goes, I also recognize that there, but for the Grace of the Divine, go I. Many people got vaxxed only because they were naive: they did not comprehend that Emergency Use Authorization is not the same as approved, that there was never a corona virus vaccination because corona viruses constantly mutate, and to deny natural immunity is just, well, kookoo (obviously, one could write a book about how kookoo the whole thing was from the get-go). So many people took the injections because they totally believed whatever the CDC told them-- and their doctors-- and the TV and the press-- and who among us, including myself, has not, at some point in life, fallen for a deception? That was quite whopper of a deception, after all. But OK, some good people, including doctors and nurses who should have known better, fell for it.
What I truly have contempt for however is insisting that other people take a medical procedure against their will, and denying those who didn't want that medical procedure their civil and human rights. That is criminal. And may those who committed such crimes be held accountable before the law.
As for ex-friends and family members who think they did nothing wrong in insisting other people take an injection against their will, or do know now but won't apologize, well, they have to live with themselves. I do not wish them ill, I wish them well, actually, but I'm more interested in living my own best life, than in bothering to think about them.