The Slow Creep of Ever-Diminishing Expectations

from our health care system, from government, from the world we inherited

An expert, so the saying goes, is someone who knows more and more about less and less until he knows absolutely everything about nothing. For some reason this old saw comes to mind as I pause for a breather, gather myself, and look back and around me in the aftermath of the covid extravaganza’s seismic global jolt.

Not wishing to repeat myself — and perhaps this is a strategic flaw, because repetition is one of the foundations of successful teaching (and propaganda) — I note that every terrible atrocity known to us through history was relatively limited in scope and breadth. When Alexander Solzhenitsyn languished in the gulag he was aware of a better place somewhere else.

With the covid stranglehold and the relentless pressure campaign encompassing everyone, we are, literally, in a unique moment of human existence. Those who are pulling the strings have, as their target, everything and everyone. I certainly cannot forget that within a matter of months the world was shut down: that has never ever occurred before.

Some of us fought back through the charade, others saw the light more gradually, and many more are, at the very least, scratching their heads after having been locked down, harassed, denied what little liberty we had hitherto possessed, and after having been subjected to the whiplash caused by heavy, insistent but obvious falsehoods hitting us straight out and unabashedly.

Was covid as lethal as we were ceaselessly warned? No.

Was the jab safe and effective? No.

Was the jab necessary? No.

Was social distancing needed? No.

Were masks required to safeguard our health? No.

Did lockdowns protect us? No.

Were prevention and early treatment encouraged? No.

And so it goes.

And with the inescapable onslaught came a whole helluva lot of other never-been-seen before measures in our so-called Western democracies.

People with opinions that questioned the ‘narrative’ were silenced, thanks to the ease of erasing social media content.

Doctors who spoke up with humble objections to universal inoculation or any other aspects of the approach to managing the faux-pandemic had their licences taken away.

Protesters attempting to make their voices heard against the growing tyranny of government had their monies frozen or snatched from their ostensibly private bank accounts.

Refuseniks lost their jobs.

Meanwhile people are generally getting sicker, and the mass-murder of millions — what else can we call it? — from the pushed inoculation hovers over the heads of all like a mirage — seen by some, dismissed by the majority. The demise of small businesses and the immense transfer of wealth from the poorer to the super wealthy is even less of a mirage: it’s invisible, it seems, to all but a few, though no less real.

We are now becoming accustomed to sickness, death in unlikely age groups, the long hand of the authorities in our pockets, and to the woefully inadequate attempt at judicial redress for abuses of power and law.

We are now becoming accustomed to a peculiar and depraved kind of lawlessness from the institutions we were born into or constructed ourselves, institutions of health and government.

I learned a few days ago that here in New Zealand people who have not received covid jabs are being denied transplants by a health system that is funded by tax-paying citizens. Can one imagine denying a weak, ill and needy patient a life-saving procedure in any lawful society on such grounds, grounds that are as illogical as they are unnecessary?

In a few short years we’ve come to expect less and less from our governments and their groups and establishments and ministries and councils, so that in a few more short years I fear we will expect absolutely nothing.

Maybe that’s been their plan all along.

Emanuel E. Garcia, M.D.

June 2024