C, this is a follow up to the commentary I sent last night, which I perhaps should entitle, “How to Fabricate a Grateful Populace to Inspire Fealty to a New World Order.” But first, some context. When I finished writing my paper on Covid-19 at the end of July, I sent it to select people (whose research had influenced me) with the following cover letter, in this case to the reporter, Alex Berenson, summarizing my conclusions and then posting a prediction:
Hi, Alex. Thought you might find my own investigative report about SarsCov-2 of interest. Its attached. Though I don’t subscribe to any social media platform, I did find your twitter account a marvelous source of information I also just read your two Amazon booklets, which ratified everything I discovered, and then some. Given your time constraints, it’s no wonder that you haven’t done a deep dive into the HCQ matter. Hope you will, perhaps by interviewing some of its advocates, most notably Harvey Risch, one of the nation’s most respected scientists. Since I did dive very deeply into the issue, I’m convinced that Risch is generally correct: we’ve lost and continue to lose many thousands of lives absent this treatment. Beyond this, my bottom line parallels yours, as follows:
*Masks are ineffective, even dangerous to many when worn for lengthy periods;
*Hydroxychloroquine works when combined with azithromycin and zinc–and given at the onset of symptoms; it is likely also effective as prophylaxis;
*Widespread lockdowns serve to prolong the life of the pandemic, in the long term increasing the overall death toll as well as substantially reducing quality of life for many. Lockdowns should only be applied temporarily in emergency, very local situations to safeguard the most vulnerable;
*A safe immunizing vaccine is highly unlikely for the near term, and probably over the long term as well;
*The SarCov-2 spread of infection has proven to be a relatively low level pandemic, as pandemics have been assessed over the last century. Over 99 percent of those infected will recover; most will have few if any symptoms.
*The official response to the pandemic, which is ongoing, is the ethos of Nineteen Eighty-Four made flesh, where almost everything acclaimed for it is precisely the opposite of reality. The unscientific cabal of medical bureaucrats, news media, and politicians will never admit to being so monstrously wrong. Look forward to the way they will huddle together to form an improved Ministry of Truth to proclaim how successful they were in saving the lives of hundreds of thousands of people. In turn the people will likely reciprocate with their gratitude and obeisance.
In any event, I’m the beneficiary of the way you’ve elevated public discourse about this subject into the celestial realm of empiricism.
I emboldened the paragraph because it so clearly communicates what I believe to be the rationale for the medical/political nexus that stoked and mongered widespread fear of imminent death from a merciless, relentless, monstrous force; mandated the use of masks, social distancing, and societal/economic lockdowns to keep the perceived cause of that fear at bay; and, given the time those measures so evidently afforded, is now responsible for rescuing humanity from its otherwise horrible fate by promising a pharmacological victory. In a rather splendid dramatic turn, this cabal, in light of its miraculous vaccine, now taunts the virus by asking, “O death, where is thy sting?”
In reality, this is only bad dramaturgy, with narratives lifted from ancient texts, then distorted into epistemological gibberish–in order to enlarge by many orders of magnitudes the boundaries of quotidian fear and ignorance, in the process molding a populace that has no will or capacity to discern a reality beyond that which the dramaturges impose: a populace of drones. For them, reality doesn’t matter. Masks, which don’t work, work well; lockdowns, which make the problem worse, are salubrious; vaccines, which aren’t effective and, for many, are quite dangerous, will end a threat that is, for almost everyone, non-threatening. These drones are then directed to uncritically enforce the diktats that have called them into being by threatening to eat the brains of those who resist.
People who swallow this horse shit are truly epistemic zombies, robbed of soul and given a semblance of force and animation not by supernatural evil-doers but rather by mundane, conventional thugs who have appropriated enabling technology and bent it toward the ends of achieving a New World Order, an order only they will be exempt from following—until the Hive eventually comes for them. The zombie reference is not just a metaphor or simile. It relates to things that were formerly considered dead or proven to be empirically wrong and therefore consigned to the graveyard of history—but now surprisingly continues to linger, resurrected and reanimated into imaginatively potent new versions. For those who think this far-fetched, note how this applies to wind technology. Or electric cars. Or to climate change. Or to the charge of racism. And, not least, to the entire debacle of the Wuhan Flu.
To underscore the difference that technology-driven false dramaturgy has made on the medical front, I’m quoting from a passage in a new book about the New England Patriot’s football Dynasty. It features a story about the team’s quarterback Tom Brady, who, in mid January, 2005, on the eve of the AFC Championship Game in Pittsburg was “shivering with a 103-degree temperature, had an IV in his arm and a bowl of soup by his bed in his room at the Sheraton. He had a serious case of the flu.” The next day, on the bus ride to the stadium, Brady “lay across two seats and curled up in the fetal position. With the windchill factor the temperature was minus one. This would be the coldest game in Pittsburgh in Steeler history. Nonetheless, when Brady took the field for pregame warmups, he wore only shorts and a T-shirt. He felt like hell, but he was determined not to let Pittsburgh or even his own teammates know that he was ill.” He played brilliantly and the Patriots went on to win the Super Bowl two weeks later.
Today, Brady’s behavior would be unthinkable. And punishable. And career ending. Zombies know best.
Addtional notes by Jon Boone:
This (video above) identifies some of the genuine medical issues at stake. But doesn’t provide much of a path forward. Righteous indignation about being spoon fed poo for much of the last year hasn’t yet translated into the dissolution of cognitive dissonance or the sparking of anger about the massive con. It’s not likely to: the cowardice among the knowledgeable is overwhelming; the ignorance is vast, to boot. Reliance on the courts, particularly in the USA, actually seems dangerous, given its rather thorough politicization and its propensity for judicial hornswoggling and precedent setting, which only gives greater license to deranged politicians
As I see the situation, there is the ubiquity of Mark Zuckerberg’s reptilian gaze and contemptuous smirk as the symbol for the power of the new Ministry of Truth (think of the old CBS eye)—daring anyone to challenge the Borg. Even if a new Internet platform emerges to replace Facebook, et al, the Hive will move to bury it with a tsunami of legal claims, a la the Parler mess. Injunctions will follow, taking years to litigate. Meanwhile, the vast majority will continue to think Anthony Fauci is the real leader of public medicine, when in fact he isn’t even a good shaman. And ridicule, which is the only proper response to the nonsense, will be interdicted by brown-shirted, censorious, wraith-like banshees.
As I concluded my paper on the coronavirus, the real problem is that the medical profession is now overwhelmingly “in thrall to the science of Cargo Cultists, Chicken Little, rune stones and chicken bones.” Most of its practitioners know how to follow rules and protocols. But they don’t know how to think critically. For that, patients get sent to specialists who, outside their fields, are virtually clueless about how to conduct the scientific method.
Truth is, this is the situation throughout the entire popular culture—worldwide. There is not an important issue exempt from the madness. It’s poppycock, all the way down…. The task for those of us in what I now call The Remnant is daunting. I suggest tuning out all the noise, shunning the preposterous, and giving deep thought about what is of fundamental importance.