The Covid pandemic was fake. I’m not talking about whether or not the disease existed, that’s moot, because the pandemic was fake. The photos of dead bodies on the street in wuhan were fake. The refrigerated morgue trucks were fake. The overcrowded hospitals were fake. The “cases” and “deaths” were fake. The dancing nurses were fake. The research papers and peer review was fake. The fear was fake. They told you that. They said you weren’t in danger and trusted you not to hear them. The vaccines were fake. Their safety testing was fake. The new science saying masks work - overthrowing decades of old research - was fake. Millions of bots and sock puppets spat out millions of “my aunt died of Covid, pray for us and stay safe” Facebook statuses. They were all fake. It was all set dressing. A play with a cast of hundreds of thousands. Compartmentalised to infinitely small cells of players incapable of realising their part in the big picture. Pointillist propaganda. A thousand thousand tiny points that don’t look like anything resembling reality when inspected individually, but shape a grand design viewed from a distance. None of it was real. The vast majority of people have yet to engage with exactly what that means, and still don’t apply those lessons to media analysis. The lesson of Covid, properly learned, has the potential to overthrow everything.
