Booster shot after booster shot: If you can't beat 'em, join 'em
I'm about to run out the door to Walgreens and get my first Pfizer
shot, my first Moderna shot and even my very first shot of J&J.
Don't try to stop me!
And then after that, I'm also going to get my first booster shot ASAP. And the next one after that too -- ad infinitum.
What changed my mind? What changed me from being a proud anti-vaxxer
to becoming the world's greatest cheerleader for Moderna? Science
changed my mind! A scientist friend of mine said, "Our human bodies
were never meant to get all those vaccines." And then, after
re-watching that infamous 2010 TED talk by Bill Gates about wanting to
eliminate a few billion people by use of vaccines (and also after
watching The Invasion of the Body Snatchers on Halloween), I
suddenly realized that Gates and his evil globalist bastard cohorts have
been deliberately making interesting plans for us "useless eaters" for
over a decade.
Apparently, however, just one dose of their magic vaccine was supposed to get
rid of all us Useless Eaters -- and yet we are still here? Que milagro! Hurray for the human race! Freaking resilient even despite all the gunk in those shots!
Was it eugenics that kept us alive? Survival of the fittest? Guess we
are all a lot stronger than those evil globalist bastards thought.
Their Plan A failed. Time to switch to Plan B -- give us yet another
booster shot of that gunk and just keep on doing it until only
themselves and their A.I. robots are left.
But what can I myself do to stop all this carnage? Little old me?
Apparently nothing. Everybody in my neighborhood already hates me for
even trying to act like Paul Revere. "The Bastards are coming! The
Bastards are coming!" So I've decided to stop fighting the inevitable
and join the rest of us pod people -- become one of the Vaccinated too.
Who wants to be the only moral person, sad and lonely, left on earth? If all of the world's useless eaters are gonna have to die off together,
then I wanna join them and die too. Goodbye cruel world, I'm off to
visit Walgreens!
PS:
Are you depressed? Bankrupt? Homeless? Hungry? Unemployed?
There's always a way out of your misery -- suicide by booster shot!
PPS:
Once I get a couple of those shots inside of me, I will be like Father Damien, that
priest who heroically preached to the lepers of Moloka'i -- until one
day he said, "Now I am one of you too."
PPPS:
Those evil globalist bastards weren't so naive after all. Some of them
must have known that just one Jab wouldn't get the job done, and so they were
thinking ahead just in case -- at the very beginning of this
vaccine frenzy they made space on our COV$D-19 Record Cards for at least
four doses.