It has been almost five years since the United States Government waged a war on the American People.
The Covid response destroyed lives, livelihoods, and liberty. I don't think we will ever truly recover from it.
School closures and mandates crippled the mental and physical health of young people while government workers got to fart around at home and at their summer “camps” while drawing full pay and benefits.
Many of those same "workers" are now crying loudly that potential layoffs of government employees are unjust.
None of these union protected progressives cared when good people were losing their jobs in 2020 and 2021 because the government shut their businesses down or their workplaces mandated experimental gene therapy as a condition of employment.
Why should those of us who, on our own, somehow managed to make it through the economic bloodbath of the last four years feel sorry for them?
In 2020, I was running the health services department at a community college in Massachusetts.
I normally saw up to 30 students a day for various reasons: routine sick calls, collecting health records, answering general health questions, responding to medical and behavioral health emergencies.
When the college shut down on March 13, 2020, I thought we were just extending Spring Break a week or two to see if we could break the cycle of respiratory illnesses we had been dealing with since Thanksgiving.
College kids are incapable of keeping their hands off each other and swap all sorts of gross stuff all year long.
In hindsight, I should have walked off the job right then and there in protest.
Little did I know that administrators, faculty, and staff would adamantly refuse to come back to work even when we learned we were just dealing with the same old same old and the Frankenvirus was not making our students deathly ill.
There was absolutely no reason for us not to reopen. If someone were really that scared of the Wuhan Coronavirus, we could make an accommodation until they were comfortable coming back to school or work.
Did we do this?
NOPE.
State employees everywhere were perfectly happy being paid to sit on their bottoms at home while children and young adults suffered.
“Remote learning” was a joke and quite a few students dropped out.
The ones that tried to stay in school were ghosted by their professors a lot of the time. Students would call my office crying because they couldn’t reach So and So.
A campus that was normally a second home to over 500 people on any given day was deserted except for me, two cops, one maintainer at a time, and a techie or two. My boss was the only administrator to make an appearance for months.
The building was so quiet the cockroaches came out of the basement, and we needed to have the place fumigated.
I met kids in the parking lot to collect paperwork and wore full PPE for the little direct patient care I had to avoid being put out of work for 14 days for being a "close contact" with someone who might come back with a positive PCR test.
I did a lot of telephone triage including answering calls for other people who could be arsed to pick up their phones or check their emails in a timely manner.
The hospital across the street was nearly empty and, on a busy day, had two “Covid” patients at most. Nurses around the world had time to choreograph elaborate dances and take lots of selfies.
Hardly a pandemic.
That all changed after Governor Charlie Baker finally let schools, colleges, and universities “reopen” with mask mandates, social distancing, plexiglass dividers, and a gazillion other ridiculous restrictions.
We violated ADA every day we forced someone with autism, or asthma, or a history of abuse to wear a face diaper and we still couldn't get most of the teachers and mucky mucks back in the building.
Once the experimental Covid shots rolled out, the real trouble started.
All of a sudden, formerly healthy young people were showing up in my office with arrythmias, hypertension, migraines, crazy menstrual and rectal bleeding (no, they weren’t doing butt stuff), positive TB tests, etc. They were now constantly sick with every cold, flu, and pneumonia you could think of.
The few faculty and staff who could be bothered to come on campus started to complain about similar medical problems and I heard quite a bit about their new diagnoses of Multiple Sclerosis, blood clots, heart attacks, strokes, tremors, and, you guessed it, chronic infections.
The college made a liar out of me when they decided at the last minute in the Summer of 2021 to mandate Covid shots for everyone and would not allow exemptions.
We always had medical and religious exemptions, by law, in the Commonwealth of Massachusetts (MGL Chapter 75, Section 15).
Not so with the clot shots. Even though very few of our students were at risk from “Covid-19”, the administration decided they all had to get the injections (they are not, and never will be, “vaccines”).
I had already signed my own warrant in 2020 when I refused to do Covid testing in house. There was a testing site a block away and Health Services didn't have a license to run a lab. Even though institutions all over the Commonwealth made lots of money shoving extra-long Q-tips in people's orifices several times a week, I wasn't going to ask our medical director to authorize nasal rape.
The final straw was when they wanted me to collect documentation for Covid shots and not approve exemptions as I had done in the past for all other immunizations.
I said, "Absolutely not. That's discrimination".
I dare not take the shots myself and my own hand delivered exemption letter was ignored by HR.
The union, to which I paid dues, supported, and stood with for other members who did all sorts of sketchy stuff (innocent until proven guilty in a court of law), left us high and dry.
The Massachusetts Community College Council was perfectly fine with discrimination against religious and ethnic minorities and individuals with complex medical needs.
I resigned before the college could fire me.
I would not and will not violate my nursing pledge which said, in part, "I will abstain from whatever is deleterious and mischievous, and will not take or knowingly administer any harmful drug”.
As bitter as I am about having to leave a job I loved and a community I was a part of as a student as well as staff for over 18 years, I am more upset by the fact that kids had their educations disrupted for nothing.
The lockdowns and mandates accomplished nothing. Teachers and support staff at schools, colleges, and universities across the country did nothing to stop it.
The unions could have demanded that we go back to work. They could have insisted that students be allowed to breathe freely and not be forced to suffocate themselves six hours a day or more. They could have fought against mandates and they didn't.
They collaborated with the war criminals in our State Houses and Washington, D.C. to save their own skins.
I hope those pensions are worth it.
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