Voodoo Vaccine

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Voodoo Vaccine" seemed like a catchy title, but a more apt title
for this article would be something like, "How the Covid Vaccine
is More Like Superstition Than Science."
Voodoo has a superstition basis, so this title works as well. So,
what is voodoo, or superstition, and how is the Covid vaccine, its
reverence, its effect, the fear that it is supposed to assuage and
the relationship between the people pushing it, and the people
taking it superstitious?
The word around town is that the fancy named third booster, the
Bivalent booster for BA.4 and BA.5, is not being received all that
well. There is also a "third shot" that is different than the "third
booster"-don't ask me how, but apparently is best taken by those
who are immunocompromised.
For a virus that is rumored not even to exist, and/or been accurately
isolated, they sure do know details about the pesky little thing.
I am no scientist (woo hoo) so obviously I cannot comment on the
genius minds that put all this stuff together, but gosh dang it is
like stuff you'd see a wizard do, it is so complicated and magical.
That comment is probably closer to the truth than not. Now, I am
sure the minds that put all this together are indeed brilliant. And
I am sure there is a boatload of science in all of this.
But hell, the damn things don't even work, and they sure as hell
are dangerous (if you talk to the right people) so why are so many
people taking them, one after the other?
Yes, it is true the mad fervor for the latest jab is waning. But
a lot of people are still yakking on Facebook about getting them,
"I have an appointment to get the latest super booster! I am so
excited!" "Me too!! Yahoo!!"
And of course there is a plethora of arm selfies with two, not one,
little round Band-Aids covering the booster entry as well as the
annual flu jab. Yahoo indeed! Double your money folks!
It reminds me of the good ol' days when teenaged girls were
blubbering on their pink princess phones about some current
heartthrob they got an autographed picture from. Screams and
giggles.
What is this crap?
The people that seem totally mesmerized by all of this and are
frantic to get in line for the latest jab are the true believers. But
I think there are still many who would act the same if the
propaganda machine starting spitting out the usual hockey-poo.
I have a very close shrew friend who is a freedom fighter. He says
Covid is dead, that even if the authorities scared the bejesus out
of the general public again, few would take any new poke they
laid on us.
I'm not so sure.
Actually, how much do any of us know these days about stuff
we put into our body to ward off the evil spirits of disease? With
all the science out there, who in the common pool of educated
human beings really know the scientific mechanism of
pharmaceuticals, or even anything about the diseases they treat?
Not me, said the flea. So for the most part we are relying on
hocus-pocus at best.
Yeah, the guy/gal in the white coat said it works, so what the hell.
I just know if I refused it because of some remote chance there
was an unpleasant side effect that would get me, I would be worried
all day and night about the boogey man it was supposed to ward off.
Better just take the meds.
Doesn't a rabbit's foot do the same thing, ward off boogey men? Oh,
right, but that isn't science. The medicine is science. Right
…science.
People have been taking antidepressants for years believing in the
science and the white coat wizard writing the prescription. And look
where that got us.
Hey, I have nothing against lucky charms. But if you are going to
rely on that stuff pick a charm that doesn't cause any harm. I don't
think a rabbit's foot has side effects, antidepressants do.
But I digress. Let's talk about voodoo.
Voodoo is a specialized form of science, oops, I mean religion, that
is practiced in a variety of locations around the world. Known
primarily in Africa and parts of the Caribbean and South America
(as well as the southern USA), it relies on a lot of strange
(to a non-voodooer) rituals and practices.
It would be safe to say that the custom of voodoo relies heavily
on superstition-defined usually as an "irrational" belief. I would
refine that a bit and leave the "irrational" out of it and just say
superstition is a belief that is usually found outside the realm
of materiality.
So what does that mean?
Well, I would venture to say that taking a vaccine that has shown
to do very little of what it is trumped up to do and is in fact quite
dangerous at the same time it is touted to be "safe and effective,"
borders on superstition. And it certainly is treated by the people
taking it as having magical powers. Very few vaccinated folks know
how it does what it is supposed to do, even in a very elementary way.
Fewer still are adequately informed about its safety and efficacy
(isn't that called "informed consent"?). Yet it is gobbled up like
cotton candy on a hot afternoon at the county fair.
If people just took it and shut up about it that would be one thing.
But they don't. They dance about it, sing about it, give high fives
about it, take pictures of it, dream about it, maybe even have
orgasms about it (I wouldn't be surprised).
It is the thing to do, like having a Pet Rock in the '70s. This
is voodoo.
I used to travel a lot, before my un-vaxxed status ended that
(oh, happy, happy, joy, joy, they are again allowing me on a plane!).
Years ago I was obsessed about getting all jabbed up for my trips.
I would find a special travel doctor and get a list of CDC
recommended medications and vaccines specially aligned with
whatever strange primitive country I was going to that still grew
amongst its primitive population various weird outer-space-type
diseases.
This was fun. I felt responsible, intelligent, and all properly
voodoo-ized for my trip. "No weird outer space invader type
critter is going to get into MY veins, no sir-ee."
Did I know anything about any of these diseases? Or how to naturally
prevent them from wreaking havoc on my helpless unhealthy body?
Nope. I had the crucifix around my neck and a silver bullet in my
pocket. Ain't no fleas on me, I was protected.
Peace of mind. Yeah, that's what they call it. Peace of mind. Rub
that rabbit's foot in your pocket and get the mark, the "shot card,"
the "proof of Covid vaccination," no problem at all. Side effects?
Never heard of 'em.
What a world.