Seed Drills And Fate: Part 3

[This post took on a life of its own. I didn’t set out to write anything controversial but that’s how it might sound. A person might possibly read this post and think; “This jerk is talking about me!” I’m not. I’m thinking only of a terrible wrong done to a lot of people. If what happened was ok for you and/or it came to a resolution that pleases you then that’s great! If it sucked, I’m not trying to throw stones and compound your misery. I mean to offer sympathy.

I sit under trees and think. Whenever I foolishly share whatever I’ve supposedly figured out it’s a risk it’ll come out bad or poorly written. If the positive intent I had in mind fell flat, I apologize in advance.]

We just watched a planet wide experiment: does freewill matter? I think so. Here’s how I figure it:

1. People who deeply wanted the vax are happy. They exercised freewill, made a decision, and got what they wanted. Nothing (possibly including death) will change their opinion. Also, should their opinion change, there’s not a damn thing they can do about. Once the vax is in the blood it can’t be “removed”.
2. People who deeply did not want the vax (and were strong enough to remain intact) are happy. Nobody wanted the beating surrounding their decision but they definitely exercised freewill. They made a decision and got what they wanted; often at a heavy price. They aren’t likely to change their opinion. When you stand up to oppression, bullying, mistreatment, possibly got fired, and were literally told you’d die… you don’t choose that path lightly. No new information will likely change their mind. Ironically, they’re the only people on earth that can still do something if their opinion changes. They can always get the shot if they want.
3. Many people in the middle ground had the decision (to one degree or another) inflicted upon them. They’re the least likely to be happy. Nor is there a damn thing they can do about it.

The middle ground was a rough spot.  After you eliminate the people who willingly stampeded to get the shot and the ones that won’t take the shot even if you put a gun to their head, you’re left with people who didn’t make a firm call. Those poor souls have an external locus of control. Many got the injection simply because someone other than themselves wouldn’t shut up about it. None got the option of simply ignoring the whole thing.

Everyone who didn’t make a firm call got injected. All of them. If you were mildly opposed but not invested, you got the shot. If you were mildly in favor but dragging your feet, you got the shot. No quarter was given.

To a different degree for each person (shall we call them victims?) folks in the mushy middle were humiliated. Maybe they barely care what’s in their veins. If so, the humiliation was just a small one. Easy to shrug it off. That’s good. Maybe they were strongly opposed but not willing to risk their job or piss off their wife. In that case the humiliation was bigger. That sucks!

Possibly the most tragic were the ones that might have eventually gotten the vax of their own volition but just hadn’t firmed up their decision yet. If a person was slowly drifting in mild preference for the vax they got it accelerated to the State’s schedule. That’s humiliating too.

To subjugate a person is to humiliate them.

I like chocolate ice cream. It’s delicious. If soldiers kick in my door and make me eat a bowl of chocolate ice cream at gunpoint… that’s humiliating. Making an adult do your bidding humiliates them. It feels like that was the point of the vax mandates.

A person without strong preferences one way or the other was doomed. People flipped over rocks and pried into private lives trying to ferret out and “fix” every single human being that hadn’t yet complied. Anyone without will of steel was found and “fixed”.

It didn’t stop until people stopped it.

Rampaging bureaucracies only stopped when they ran out of easy victims. They didn’t stop for any other reason. Truck convoys in Canada, concentration camps in Australia, locked down cities in America… governments didn’t stop forcing things until each of their the countries was teetering near chaos. (Possible exception for Sweden and maybe some African nations.)

In the end, the great big middle ground of people were mistreated.

Every person who could be “forced” was forced.

We should pay attention to this experiment. It’s the biggest of its sort in centuries. The results are clear. The urge to subdue was a filter applied to the entire human population. A fearful angry mob subjugated every single person who was in the middle ground. Anyone who didn’t have a strong opinion and stronger will did not control their fate.

In less than a year, the only remaining unvaxxed population was a minority remnant. This is true at the planetary level. The remaining unvaxxed are (by definition) intensely committed. Most of the world wasn’t that committed and some of them are mildly or deeply nursing the suspicion that they’ve been misused… because they have. Only two groups came out more or less happy; the people who wanted the vax on day one and the ones that refused no matter what.

The refusers are particularly hard core. Everyone with weak preferences was isolated, pressured, and injected. The remnant is iron. They’re (still!) willing to lose jobs, lose friends, lose family ties, be ostracized, ignore their pastor, fight back against frozen assets and other forms of dirty pool, face jail time, get kicked out of a grocery store, be expelled from college, tell the president to fuck himself, and do whatever else they have to. They were told they stood at the precipice of death and they didn’t blink! America’s president Biden (who won more votes than any American president in history) gave a live speech insisting he was going to get me fired because I had exceeded his tolerance. The press laughed that I’d be dead by mid-winter. I’ve heard the press exaggerate but I’ve never heard a president speak so cruelly to me personally. It was a new world.

Yet, I’m still alive. Ha!

How far was this going to go? My answer came to me in late autumn 2021. While pondering my fate and waiting to be fired, everything clicked. It all made sense. I still remember that moment. Resolve led to relief.

I was beneath a tree (where all good thoughts originate). I desperately didn’t want to lose my job but it unemployment was just about a done deal. Regardless, I just couldn’t accept forced medical compliance. Then it came to my mind like a revelation: There’s no shame in falling in battle but walking into a medical facility and requesting your own subjugation is nothing but shame.

I can’t believe it took me so long to see the obvious. Everyone who’d complied against their wishes had done so merely because of a speech or paperwork or a memo.

I might get injected by force but I’d never subjugate myself. That’s all I needed to know to feel a measure of peace.

This didn’t mean I would prevail. I’ve seen what cowboys do to get an injection into a bull. The bull is unwilling but teams of mounted riders work against him. What had I faced? So far nothing a bull would understand. I’d faced nothing threats and mind games. Everything was aimed to make me give up on me. Would I? Nope! It was rodeo time!

Why not? Teams of cowboys routinely inject huge thrashing dangerous bulls. It’s a known technique. Meanwhile, the bull at least tries to defend itself. Why should I bend the knee just to make someone else’s life easier? I would demand the same battle that the bull gets! They’d have to find me, chase me down, absolutely overpower me, and do the deed themselves. If there was going to be a needle in my arm, it would be in the hand of a man who knows precisely what he’s doing and his moral place in the world. Ideally he’d spend the rest of the day wondering where his missing teeth had landed.

God was probably frustrated at how slow I was to figure it out. Nor was my little revelation unique. Millions of others reached their own moment of understanding in their own way. Each dwindling increment of unvaxxed people had to consider their own line in the sand. As each safe haven was eliminated, the remining unvaxxed became more rooted

Here we are. If you’re gonna’ do this… do it!

As far as I know, only China (and North Korea) actually went full rodeo. Europe went loopy but nobody wandered around France with a veterinary injector. Australia put people in camps at great expense instead of a $5 whack with an injection gun. Canada stole money and froze bank accounts but Mounties weren’t riding down fleeing Canadians. America didn’t forcibly inject prisoners who were already in jail. Why should I accept based on an employer’s policy what was not done to a convicted criminal? Why would any of us? I don’t think militaries literally dogpiled refusing soldiers. Fired, discharged, and censured, but the very people who owned a literal Army didn’t actually use force.

I’d discovered something very important:

Governments wanted submission, not merely an injection. It was the whole point. You had to walk on your own legs into a room. You had to sit quietly while something you didn’t want was done to you. The meanest shrieking Karen out there might demand the Government physically restrain a victim and slam the needle home but Governments mostly wouldn’t cross that line. Jamming a needle into the arm of a screaming fighting man doesn’t mean he submitted.

The only thing that could make me submit, was me. That’s what God wanted me to know. What a weight off my shoulders!

I’m not the only one of course. Bureaucratic monsters turned toward the last few remaining people and saw they’d sifted through the world and isolated a different kind of person. They backed down… just a little. That’s where the wave crested. To everyone’s relief, the madness stopped (at least temporarily).

Sadly, the people in the middle got none of the great relief I felt. How many wish they’d held on a few months more?

Now everyone knows exactly what can be done to them and precisely who could do it. That’s gotta’ hurt for that squishy middle ground person. Many of them will spend the next ten years wondering what has been done to or inflicted on them. Every healthy athlete that collapses for no good reason will make them nervous. Every statistical blip that’s censored online might hold a horror. It won’t get better. That’s their future.

It really sucks. I wish it never happened that way.

[Hm… this all started with a seed drill. It’s in the title and everything. Presumably I’ll re-route this essay back to less dire thoughts. Stay tuned.]