When I Read The Arguments Against The Vaccine

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— trump anon (@trumpanon1) August 28, 2021

...and how it’s riskier than Covid.

Absolutely heartbreaking story from here in #Tallahassee about #Covid patients at @TMHFORLIFE. Doctors & nurses treating the "talking dead" -- their lungs are too damaged to survive w/o machines but they're awake & aware of their fate. #sayfie #flapol https://t.co/OfwG09Gn3m

— Sarah Rumpf (@rumpfshaker) August 28, 2021

We can’t imagine our own death; we can’t imagine our own suffering. And when that is all that matters: our death, our suffering, we cannot even imagine concern for others.

We can blame Alex Berenson; we can blame Facebook and Twitter and Trump and the entire GOP. In the end it comes down to us. To those of us who will believe anything but the truth, to those of us determined to be convinced that what is true is not true, cannot be true. That the vaccine is not the answer, that masks and caring are not the cure, because those things don’t come from us, the us who don’t want to believe. We want to believe something else: that we can find the answers, that we can save ourselves, that we are still in control.

Once I realized, truly realized, that I was not in control of my life, that I was not in charge, I began to cope with the life I was living. All my problems were not solved, all my questions were not answered; but my anxieties began to melt away. It wasn’t a cure, it was only an awareness of the truth. But we want to be in control. We want to be in charge. We want to think that is the truth, that we are in charge. What the last year has done is remove so much of that sense we are the masters of our fate, some of us will do anything to get it back.

And here we are.