Vax deaths and injuries; "everything changed" since covid; and followup to my covid border crossing fine
It’s been a long time since I’ve written here, but there are a few scattered pieces that I thought perhaps worthwhile assembling into a post. I envision this blog as a space for cultural and news commentary from a Christian perspective, and since covid died down, I just haven’t been as inspired. I’ll note again that I am writing more frequently at my other Substack, so if you’re of a theological bent, my ramblings there may—or may not—interest you.
Despite covid being more or less “over”, its effects continue to reverberate. My list of suspicious deaths and health problems continues to grow. Yesterday I received the sad news of the death of a vaccinated friend who was being treated for a mysterious infection of the vertebrae (I didn’t even know that was possible), when she had a stroke and passed away. The last time I spoke with that friend, she told me of waking up with half her left eye “mostly filled with clusters of black spots and all blurred”. Doctors were, of course, baffled. I suggested to her it could be the vaccine, and was met with skepticism. I bet she had blood clotting and perhaps the IV inserted to treat the spinal infection triggered a larger clot and the stroke.
Today, I chatted with a man doing maintenance on our house, who told me the tragic story of his wife’s sudden and unexpected death three weeks ago. She was not sick. She went to lie down on the couch, and a bit later when he went to check on her, she was dead. An autopsy revealed no cause; she hadn’t had a heart attack, her heart “just stopped”, he said. I asked if she’d gotten the covid vaccine. “Claro que sí, todas!” he exclaimed (“Of course, all of them!”).
I could go on to the strange tumours that have shown up in three friends, all “vaccinated”—abdomen, hip, and spine; the selfie my early-30s vaxxed friend sent, hooked up with electrodes and cables to monitor his sudden chest pains; the recent death of an acquaintance’s wife following a stroke in 2021; the constant tiredness; the constant illnesses; the multiple recent diagnoses of high blood pressure; and on and on and on. “Covid” was a bad nightmare for those of us who didn’t get vaxxed. But it hasn’t ended for those who did, whether they are aware or not. In my darker moments I wonder how many there will be, will it ever stop or will people just keep dropping one by one, like the leaves off my poor scale-infested plant. I wonder about full-scale societal collapse as unprecedented numbers die and fewer and fewer children are born. It feels like there is a slow but profound and unstoppable shift underway, like tectonic plates moving imperceptibly until there is a sudden vast upheaval of the earth.
And people are noticing. Multiple people have recently spontaneously commented to me that “since Covid, everything changed.” One conversation was with a guy who was rapping about how insanely expensive everything suddenly is, and he didn’t know how people were managing to get by with skyrocketing rent and grocery bills.
Another was a woman talking about how rude everyone is lately, how morals and ethics seem to have gone out the window.
Another was a man bemoaning the fact that he now has to lock his bike up so it won’t be stolen, and all the garbage everywhere.
Another was complaining that he and his family are constantly sick these days. (He and his wife got the shot; I don’t know about their children).
Each and every one of them attributed the change they’d noticed to “covid” or “the pandemic”.
It feels like signs that winter is coming, or perhaps has already begun. I may be of a pessimistic bent, so I welcome any optimism anyone has to share. Anyway, my hope is in Christ regardless of what happens.
Finally, a follow-up to the massive fine I was given for returning to Canada without complying with covid protocols. I finally received a trial date of December 14. Thankfully, I connected with the wonderful Democracy Fund and an indomitable lawyer who will defend me for free. The offered deal was to plead guilty in exchange for a suspended fine, and my lawyer counselled me to accept. Apparently the courts would prefer not to have to go through with a trial, so they’re offering this deal to everyone. According to my lawyer, it doesn’t go onto any sort of record; the RCMP doesn’t keep track of it, and nobody even knows where it goes, if anywhere. My sense is the judicial system is quietly embarrassed about the stupid overreach of the covid era and would prefer it go away as quietly as possible.
This paragragh of yours is too meaningful to me to not repeat. That's how it feels to me as well.
“Covid” was a bad nightmare for those of us who didn’t get vaxxed. But it hasn’t ended for those who did, whether they are aware or not. In my darker moments I wonder how many there will be, will it ever stop or will people just keep dropping one by one, like the leaves off my poor scale-infested plant. I wonder about full-scale societal collapse as unprecedented numbers die and fewer and fewer children are born. It feels like there is a slow but profound and unstoppable shift underway, like tectonic plates moving imperceptibly until there is a sudden vast upheaval of the earth."
To add, the nightmare not ending for either group.
So glad to hear you won’t have to pay a fine for standing up for your right to not be vaccinated!! Thank you God!! Susanna way to warrior through it 💪💪💪