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It Was You

April 14, 2024

An interesting post came across my Twitter feed recently. One that gave me cause to reflect.

“The truth is, if everyone claiming they were forced to get the shot said no, we wouldn’t have to be here today still fighting for you. Your compliance made all of this possible.”
- @Censored4sure on X/Twitter

And you know, he’s right. Sure, there are those who were economically vulnerable and really didn’t have a choice. Those on the poverty line who don’t know where their next meal is coming from. But for the vast majority of others, you did have a choice.

It didn’t take an overwhelming majority to take a stand. It didn’t even take half. As small as a quarter of the workforce, possibly even less, digging in their heels and saying no would have put a swift end to these employer mandates and brought this so-called “pandemic” to its knees in equally short order.

Don’t think so? Consider this. Let’s say you work for XYZ Corporation. XYZ Corp. introduces a policy that says every one of their 1,000 workers must take the death shot or lose their job. Many sheeple line up to take the shots. They believe the government. We’re in a public health emergency. We’re doing our part and those who aren’t are being selfish. They deserve to lose their jobs. Lines we heard all too often.

But there are those at XYZ Corp. who don’t buy the bullshit. Even for others who do, they cry foul. My body, my choice, they say. I have rights. In all, 250 refuse the injections and call XYZ Corp.’s bluff.

XYZ Corp. is now faced with a challenge. Do they reward those who complied and show the rest the door? Or do they back down in the face of unexpected resistance?

To save face, they choose the former.

But little do they consider that many of those 250 are critical to their operations. The paper pushers and useless bureaucrats in HR aren’t among that group. Those are the kind XYZ Corp. can mostly do without. They’ve got a good thing going and would likely chug down a pint of Drano if their bosses told them to rather than risk putting the brakes on the gravy train that funds their lavish homes and Caribbean vacations.

No one is irreplaceable, you say. Which is true. But do note that this is hardly an orderly transition we’re talking about. This isn’t a series of planned retirements where underlings have been properly trained and ready to assume increased responsibilities. The departing staff aren’t exactly going to be sympathetic to their former employer’s self-inflicted plight and won’t be offering any parting words of advice. Well, besides, “Go (expletive) yourself!” Or other choice words to that effect.

However, the sun still comes up the next morning and XYZ Corp. soldiers on. Business as usual. But the underlings struggle mightily in their new jobs. Orders aren’t being filled. Those that are have defective product. Customers begin to get pissed off and look elsewhere for the products they need. Soon XYZ Corp., seemingly a giant in its industry, almost seen as too big to fail, sees its once dominant market share plummet.

In a panic, XYZ Corp. rescinds its mandate. They ask the workers they unceremoniously fired to return. Few take them up on the offer. Most have found work elsewhere. Those who haven’t tell their former bosses they’d rather salt fries at McDonald’s than work for such a heartless corporation.

XYZ Corp.’s fate is sealed. Their fortunes go into an irreversible death spiral and eventually the company is forced to close its doors. The 250 who were unemployed becomes 1,000. Except that the 250 who chose their health over their income still have the former. The remaining 750 have neither.

This could have been your vax card too.

And all because a measly quarter of the staff grew a pair and said no.

So it wasn’t the forces of evil who kept the war going.

It was you.

Because you thought you could become the first generation in history to comply your way out of tyranny.

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