Remember that day, March 11, 2020, when the entire world was suddenly brainwashed by linguistic bullshit?

 

Whenever I walk into nearby Kroger, I’m confronted with a large sign advertising FREE FLU SHOTS. Yuck.

Kroger’s flu sign reminds me so much of those “storied” covid years, starting in 2020 precisely on my dead doctor dad’s birthday, March 11, when the corporate media suddenly mind-controlled the American public into total F.E.A.R. (false evidence appearing real), via a world-wide rollout of weird phrases. . .

Geez! Just reading through the above list makes me feel weirdly, psychically and emotionally, contaminated.

If I had been “alienated” from society before, that rollout and its poisonous aftermath trajected me into the stratosphere!

It’s been going on seven years, and I still see people with masks driving alone in closed cars. It’s rare, but it does happen. Meanwhile, we endured the “fifth amendment Fauci” display 113 times. But then, what did I expect? How many people in this life are capable of admitting mistakes? Am I?

I still wonder what my doctor Dad would have said about that massive cultural psy-op. Given that he was utterly against what he saw coming, the integration of independent physicians into a “medical system,” I have a sense that the two of us — who had devolved into total polarity, with, for example, him lambasting me for “wasting your good brain” on astrology — would have been utterly sympatico in this arena.

Meanwhile, after many decades of working holistically with my own health (while remaining totally “insured”), at one point this year I decided to see if I could re-enter the medical SYSTEM. Just for a check-up. What a fool. Still stymied. To hell with it.