When they told us to Follow The Science, in the Covid days, and we did
it, we were stupid, or maybe more precisely so scared that we’d believe any fucking thing passed down to us from on high by any authority we could talk ourselves into finding credible.
We were encouraged to follow, blindly, and to assume out of hand that a Doctor Fauci (for example) obviously had to know better than any podcaster or talking head or even we ourselves.
But under the masks of Science and well-dressed spokesdrones on cable TV lurked not objectivity, because there is no such thing, but self-interest and class interest and greed.
The things we were told were not told to us because they were the best version of objective Science, or the word of God, or the mandates of Beauty or Liberty, or any other standard of Truth plucked from the bin for its appeal to our demographic.
We were told to Follow because followers are good for the profits of the masters. The profits of Fauci, or Bill Gates, or Pfizer writ large, or the Senators that traded inside based on the latest Data about which bullshit was most likely to move us in which directions.
It didn’t and doesn’t matter if we got jabbed or not, or how many boosters, if any, we accepted into our bodies. We’re all going to die very soon. Most everything you hear or see is designed to drain you of your will, your agency, and your money, and to transfer those things into the vest pockets of someone else before you manage to shuffle off this mortal coil.
It’s the same with how you feel about Putin, or I feel about Putin. It’s the same with Trump and Jesus and Hunter Biden and whatever fascist happens to be bombing the children of Gaza this week. It’s the same with whether you feel that Zelensky is a hero, or just another corrupt tool in an endless sea of corrupt tools, or whether both things are true.
Every one of us is soaked and saturated with the more or less profitable lies of others, and it has been so all our lives.
At the end of my life I am trying to carve out a very small space of freedom from this Matrix.
Walk with me a while, if you should want to, but never, ever follow.