I’ve booked my vaccination. There, it came round at last, and there’s an opportunity to be in the queue. So I signed up for this coming Saturday.
Sensible? Or a kowtow to the powers that be and a worrying precursor to a one-world-government system?
I have enough faith in the scientists to have tested it as well as they could, given the way the situation elapsed in 2020. Granted, it isn’t the usual length of time to build and test a vaccine, but I believe the people at Pfizer, Moderna and AstraZeneca have been as diligent as possible in trying to save the world. Personally (and my sister would disagree) I don’t have any reason to think anything more sinister is happening.
That doesn’t mean it isn’t! These are billion dollar pharmaceuticals who have a bit of a penchant for making money, after all - that will have been a motive for them, somewhere close to altruism, if not above it. They aren’t a handful of wild-haired, independent heroes in lab coats; they’re executives in suits who like big numbers and exploitation. It’s sinister in the most capitalist sense of the word. But I really don’t think it’s anything more than that.
Anyway, I’ve decided to go for it, to do my best to honour those around me, protect those I love, and to do it all sincerely. I think that’s okay.
What’s more, it turns out I can do that at my nearest surgery, instead of having to drive out somewhere unusual. I can walk and then stumble back if I need to.
I concede that if there were dark forces plotting the end of days, they’d probably want a trial run. There’s an interesting theory that by creating the pandemic, the string pullers behind the scenes could also manufacture the antidote and make a tidy packet. Plausible. Reprehensible, but then you don’t usually expect dark forces to be brimming with scruples, do you?
Then there’s the idea that it might be kool-aid. It wasn’t poisoned this time, but it proves how quickly we became eager to swallow it. Next time, when Antichrist scoffs at God from his gaudy throne, the vaccine might just be a little more than kool-aid.
I still maintain though, that there’ll be a clear choice of loyalties at that point, and that taking the mark will be a conscious decision, rather than an injection of Trojan horses ready to leap out of the veins in your right arm or forehead. I also think that the numbers will prove something significant about the vaccination roll-out.
Well anyway, my first dose of whichever vaccine is suitable for the early-40s is on Saturday. I’m not a fan of injections and I do hope I won’t pass out. Worse, I don’t want to be ill for twenty four hours afterwards either. Not on a weekend.
The Five Dates
Back to School Day: 0 days
Back to Sixes Day: 0 days
Haircut Day: 0 days
Big Travel Day: 25 days
Liberation Day: 60 days
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