I've seen plenty of people in poor neighborhoods where masks like very far from anyone walking around outside. I don't know if that counts for anything, whereas I've seen what I'd consider very liberal middle class people celebrating the the "freedom" gained by their vaxxed status. I think we're only in the early middle game of this plandemic. I also think the earthly powers that be look forward to purging the population of the kinds of people who laughed and scoffed at that NY Times article decrying the use of critical thinking. We are a source of an unrest of the mind that threatens them.

I think the best thing we can do is organize our families and neighborhoods and start looking out for each other and ignore what is promulgated down to us.

I think of some very basic things, like we're told to love each other. The word love though in English has so many different meanings. Some of those differences are minor but taken together, the word ends up with a very wide range of meaning. Greek has or had more specific words for types of love. I don't want to really wade into that, but instead think about how we learn what that word means and how we learn that emotion. We modern humans are unique in that very few alive can remember a time when the governments did not take kids away just as their minds were taking the first steps towards being potentially rational and when kids are taking the first steps to being productive and independent, to "educate" them. In one society in the south Pacific I believe, a kid can hollow out a canoe by the age of say around 8 (I actually think it is 4, but I don't have my text book handy, so I use the fuzzy phrase of "say around 8"). I think in some schools at age 8 they are being assured they have no idea who a girl or a boy is and how ever you feel is how you are. (If that were true, then no one would need surgery or drugs, but I digress or tangentialize (not a word)). The kid who is learning to carve out a canoe is taught by his father who loves him and the whole process is done in a spirit of familial love. The kid believes the father has his best interests at heart, the kid adores his father, the kid has hope that the father is teaching him and protecting him as well as he can, and the kid loves the father. None of this can be said for the modern kid in school. OK, now I get religious, but please hear me out)

When people pray the Pardon Prayer taught to the children at Fatima (Lucia, Jacinta, and Fransisco) they say "My God, I believe, I adore, I hope, and I love thee; and I beg pardon for those who do not believe, do not adore, do not hope, and do not love thee." What are they saying today? I think people do believe in God, and of course there those who genuinely do not. That's not a big mystery in the prayer (or is it?). But "adore"? Who adores God? I wrestled with this. I think of what I think is adorable, and at best baby Jesus comes up, and I'm there in that scene from Talledaga Nights where they argue over which Jesus they like the best.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rUQLZfEPjMM

But, I was looking at it wrong. I was putting my adult self in the adult place in that dynamic of "adoration". We're the kid. We need to adore the way a child adores a parent or grand parent. If you do not have kids, you might not see it as well as those who do. It's part of why they say "oh, when I became a parent, everything changed" (well, the more things change the more they stay the same because rearranging the furniture in a house is not the same as changing location). The thing that I think happens is they see a kind of love they haven't seen in a long time and there I think is the key to the "adore" in that prayer. I think schooling robs us of that. You could apply the same thinking to the "hope" part of the prayer. So many have given up hope completely. They do what they are told and hope the lies some how lead them to a less painful isolation even when they are in crowds.

And what do we know of love? That scene from Talledaga Nights says a lot more than a joke about Jesus in a tuxedo tee shirt or as lead singer for Lynard Skynard. What do they love? Themselves and their wealth and their lust. I think we modern humans do not know anything about 4 verbs in the Pardon Prayer, and that is deeply: frightening to me, and about me as much as anyone else, and about the society we are in.