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Today, one can write about the weather and be sure it won't be entirely senseless. I was awakened by the spring sun in the morning. A few hours later, while standing in line at the store, snow began to fall. Snow is an understatement—it was a snowstorm with gusty winds and a real storm in the background. A storm in December. The snow melted a few hours later, but instead of sunny weather, it rained for the rest of the day. That's the winter holiday atmosphere.
What do you talk about in a store queue? Two older ladies, who seemed like sweet grandmothers at first glance, started anti-globalist discussions with a series of conspiracy theories. It was a way to entertain oneself during the boring wait in line.
In Polish recently, the word "foliarz" emerged. It refers to people who used to make hats from aluminum foil to shield themselves from harmful cosmic radiation. In the Polish language, "folia" translates to "foil." A person associated with foil is referred to as a "foliarz."
They started by saying it's not worth getting vaccinated against COVID because you can take Amantadine. As soon as I heard that, I realized how long it had been since I heard such nonsense. Those were the times of the first vaccinations, when people, in anticipation, tried to find a miraculous cure on their own. It seemed like that topic had long been forgotten. But evidently not.
When one of the ladies claimed to have received the sixth dose, the other advised her to take aspirin daily to thin her blood. Supposedly, from the sixth dose onwards, even young people are said to be at risk of stroke and die very quickly.
It continued with the notion that forced relocation of immigrants would destroy Poland. The argument was that people lack their own reasoning and are enslaved by globalists. Even one of her very devout neighbors doesn't share their views (i.e., think independently). And, according to them, non-believers shouldn't celebrate Christmas at all.
I admit, it's been a while since I encountered someone like that. The ladies happened to meet in the queue by chance. Other people didn't react, although, in my opinion, everyone heard it. Surely, a large portion, if not the majority, holds different views.
It's quite an interesting experience. Today, we are finally enclosed in our own bubbles. Interestingly, those ladies also complained that it's difficult for entire families to gather around the holiday table. Listening to such revelations, indeed, it would be challenging for me to sit at such a table as well.
