CORONAMANIA MADE DYING UNACCEPTABLE

On a late February, 1993 Sunday afternoon, I visited my Uncle Johnny in Rockville, Maryland. Johnny had liver cancer and had just finished a desperate, physically devastating round of chemo. He was a brave, gracious host. As he sat propped up in what became his deathbed, we shared four hours, during which Johnny told me captivating stories about his, and our extended family’s, lives. I should have brought a tape recorder.

Though he knew he was going to the boneyard, Johnny exhibited no self-pity. He had been in World War II. His coal-mining father—my grandfather, whom I never met—died of black lung at 47. One of his brothers—my Uncle Bob, also unmet—was shot down and killed flying in a Cold War spy plane over the Soviet Union at 23. Four of his grandmother’s—my great grandmother’s—eleven kids died in infancy. Many other early 20th Century families had roughly similar histories. As the sunlight faded through the window to his left/my right and the room dimmed, Johnny smiled wanly, and implying his comparative good fortune, said, “I made it to 65.”

To support Johnny and his wife—my Aunt Shirley—my parents, who knew Johnny and Shirley since high school, temporarily moved in with them. Six weeks later, with Shirley and my father holding him, and my mother alongside, Johnny peacefully passed at home.

Such interstate family time would have been barred during the lockdowns.

The Scamdemic was built on the plainly false premise that everyone was at risk of dying of Coronavirus infections. But this viral infection threatened only the old, already very sick or obese. The average age of those who ostensibly died with Covid was 79.5. This is a year longer than the average American life. Ninety-four percent of official Covid victims had multiple ailments, typically weight-related, that elevated their death risk. Most who died with Coronavirus would also have died without it, either at the same time that they did die, or a few weeks or months later.

Before Coronamania, most people understood that human bodies wear out. During Coronamania, many old, sick, obese bodies coincidentally wore out after having tested Covid-positive according to a test yielding 70-90% false positives. These deaths were misleadingly categorized as Covid-driven. Democrats expressed outrage at the ostensible death toll; many wailed that Trump had “blood on his hands.”

Despite the virus’s clear risk profile, the media and government used inflated death stats and hospital images to fuel widespread fear. Governments mandated population-wide lockdowns, masks, tests and vaxxes (“LMTVs”). Many bought the myth that obeying these mandates would “protect the most vulnerable,” and reviled anyone who questioned that notion.

The Covid Era rage that many expressed about old people dying rang very hollow. Forty percent of those who ostensibly died of Covid lived in nursing homes. People sent to nursing homes are expected to die; over half perish within six months of admission. Even brightly painted, airy nursing homes are bleak. No one wants to end up in one, and few like to visit. How many who railed against nursing home deaths during Coronamania had previously, regularly comforted nursing home residents? Those who did would tell your that most residents were either despondent or unaware of their surroundings. I know, I’ve been there. Often.

Not all years of peoples’ lives have equal value. Nearly every old person I know who can still process thoughts has told me, in some manner, that being old sucks. Capability, purpose and peers are lost, health challenges pile up and stuff hurts. In contrast, younger people have abundant energy and pain-free mobility. They have wider social circles, things to learn and memories and futures to build. Except as political opportunism, it made no sense, and was deeply unfair, to disrupt and sacrifice years of young people’s lives in a futile attempt to marginally extend the lives of older people who, unlike the young, had already had a fair chance to live vitally.

By purportedly protecting the vulnerable, the LMTV-ers predictably created an additional, much larger cohort of vulnerable people. Those who supported closing schools, workplaces, houses of worship, restaurants, bars and other places of human interaction destroyed the social lives of tens of millions of people, especially those under 35. Further, the stress caused by these economic reversals caused physical and mental pathologies among those not already worn out or ill. Overdoses and alcohol related deaths spiked. The Covid overreaction-induced economic coma caused massive job losses, many small business closures and much hunger, especially abroad. The concocted money wasted on Covid expenditures has caused generationally high, impoverishing inflation. Given the LMTVs’ impairment of social life, countless relationships didn’t begin. Consequently, millions of children who would have resulted from those relationships weren’t— and won’t be—born.

Aside from wrecking young lives, the Scamdemic LMTVs have hurt the people they were supposed to protect, namely the old. Principally, the LMTVs built fear that ruined the limited time that old people had left to live. People were led to believe that Covid infection was a death sentence. Consequently, many old folks hunkered down, despite that, even among the super old, the odds of surviving infection exceeded 95%.

Both my parents are closing in on 94. As have many of the elderly, they’ve spent most of the past two years confined in a condo. When I visited during Coronamania, my father would meet me at his door and extend to me a squirt bottle of hand sanitizer. Instead of welcoming me, he anxiously said things like, “This is serious business!”

Two years later, he still insists that I wash my hands when I arrive. Many people still see others as viral vectors. What a sad and unrealistic way to live.

Several times, after I had traveled out-of-state, Dad told me I couldn’t come to visit until I had quarantined for two weeks. I told him that New Jersey’s infection rate was higher than the rates in the states I visited. He was unpersuaded. To him, and to many, a rule was a rule. Dad, you’re not in the Army anymore. To all non-military: what has been your excuse to suspend reason and to be played by your government?

As do many seniors, my parents daily watch many hours of TV news and commentary. When I watched TV with my parents, the non-stop Covid fearmongering angered me. But watching the news also helped me—a little— to understand my father’s—and others’— irrational fear. The newspapers that my father, and other seniors, read also contained panicked headlines and misleading statistics. The government and media have contemptibly dished out 26 months of mass-scale elder abuse.

I tried to tell Dad that he shouldn’t be afraid, that the media was overblowing this. But he was sure that 10% of Americans had died from the virus. I didn’t know where he got that way-off number. Given the general distortion I heard in the TV news stories, Dad might have heard one, of many, misleading statistics, e.g., regarding “case counts,” which his mind bent into his 10% figure. I heard Biden, my father’s candidate, lie that the virus had killed “200 million Americans” and that “all of those people would still alive today” if Trump were not then president.

Despite such rampant dishonesty and distortion, Biden became President. He continues to lie intensively, even as he seeks to establish a Ministry of Truth.

Attempting to put Dad’s mind at ease, I asked who he knew, in that purported 10%, that had died of the virus. He didn’t know anyone; most of his contemporaries died many years earlier, as old people do. I then tried to crunch some numbers with him, literally on the back of an envelope. Instead of challenging my data or math, he turned his head away and said, dismissively, “You think you’re smarter than the guys on TV.”

I replied, “Yes, and more honest. Why does wearing a suit and sitting in front of a camera make you smart or trustworthy?”

Of course, like tens of millions of others, both my parents took the jabs. Zealous, well-paid med staff came to their door, toting needles. Like so many, my parents go along to get along.

Within a few weeks of her second shot, my mother was found to have suffered a series of “mini-strokes.” Yes, stuff happens at 93. But it seemed like an outsized coincidence. I didn’t report it to VAERS. The data entry process is cumbersome.

Mom landed in the hospital for two weeks, followed by four weeks in a rehab center. She had to re-learn to walk and swallow, and speaking became a struggle. Thankfully, she didn’t Tweet a statement that “without the shots, it would have been worse.”

Five months later, a few weeks after “boosting,” and a few days before Christmas, both my parents tested Covid-positive. I drove an hour visit to them on Christmas Eve morning. I wasn’t afraid of infection. But by telephone, I had agreed not to enter. I passed, through a sliding door, a Christmas dinner that my wife had prepared, and closed the door behind the glass baking dish. It reminded me of a prison movie; only sadder, given the date. Christmas would include no church services, family time around a table, laughs, presents or singing. Simulating a hug while walking backward through the snow—and having nothing to do with Covid—I wondered if this would be their last Christmas. If so, it was the worst ever.

A few days hence, Mom ended up in the hospital again for ten more days, this time with Covid/pneumonia symptoms. The vaunted injections had again failed to stop either infection or hospitalization. We weren’t allowed to visit or to advocate for her. It wouldn’t have mattered: most people, especially those of my mother’s generation, would never question an MD. They Remdesivir-ed and ventilated her. She nonetheless survived infection, as has nearly everyone her age, even without treatment.

Along with such dubious treatments, lockdowns hastened elder deaths, whether with Covid or without it. During lockdowns, the old were deprived of immune-boosting, sunshine-derived Vitamin D. They were also more isolated and neglected, thus causing depression, and deaths of despair. Lacking the will to live, many ceased to live.

Others, who died from historically familiar, non-Covid diseases, died in despair. Those with compromised cognition must have wondered why no one was coming to see them and, later, why everyone was wearing masks. Those who were still able to think in the period preceding their deaths couldn’t be uplifted by happy memories of recent events or comforted by the knowledge that normal life would go on for the loved ones they were leaving behind.

But none of this mattered to the opportunistic Democrats and their partisan bureaucrats. Their interventions were arbitrary, cheesy political theater that caused much harm, and no measurable good. A February, 2022 Johns Hopkins study confirmed that Coronamania lockdowns caused mega human damage and no offsetting benefit. I, and a media-suppressed minority, had predicted this in March, 2020. It was obvious that things would turn out this way.

Coronavirus or no, old people don’t have long to live. During the Scamdemic, the media and government have wrecked the ends of many long lives by causing the old to spend their final months isolated and afraid. Grandparents missed time with grandchildren, who were never at risk and who didn’t transmit infection. And upon the passing of the elders, full families couldn’t gather to pay tribute to the departed, console the closest survivors and affirm their common heritage.

Most fundamentally, those who have lived into their sixties, and beyond, have had a good chance at life. It’s sad when old, unhealthy people die. But it’s not tragic. It can even be merciful; I’ve heard many people say that it was.

Whether we like it or not, life is finite. It always has been. When the human life span was around 40, the Roman philosopher Seneca said, “The problem is not that life is too short, it’s that we waste too much of it.”

But countervailing, dollar-driven and power-hungry forces remain aligned against such fundamental truth. Many have profited from the Scamdemic lockdowns, masks, tests and vaxxes (“LMTVs”), including, e,g., Internet retailers, Netflix, DoorDash, Covid test makers and administrators, vaxx manufacturers, teachers and legions of others paid not to work and, most especially, Biden and his cronies. All of this “success” was built by inciting and exploiting fear.

It’s incredible that, since March, 2020, many people have bought the lie that all death, at any age or health status, is tragic and avoidable. When I thought of Uncle Johnny and many others whom I knew who died before reaching their Biblical “three score and ten—” many under 40—I wondered how, during Coronamania, it became unacceptable for old, unhealthy people to die.