1 Following the Science What's been seen can't be unseen what was suffered can't be unsuffered: a supremely diabolical blitz of sadistic bio-fascistic impositions under cover of “following the science” an exercise in probing the limits of unwitting suicidal compliance a propagandemic of epic proportions propelled by the incessant application of horrifically ubiquitous misinformation of the sort that's cordoned off round the clock from the truth by censorship's ever-vigilant troops a galactic gaslighting act a deluge of unrestrained sustained manipulation engineered fear and coercion a tour de force of the darkest sort of psychoillogical immersion the ravages of menticidal onslaughts of a globe-spanning lockstepping psy-op cheered on with ominous obedience by hordes of obscenely obsequious uniformly gormless humanoid bots embracing laughably fatuous rituals like the banging of pans and pots in support of “front line heroes” that weren't quite the white knights the pan whackers thought; rituals like the still more derisible pernicious and sinister hyper-divisive face-diaper hoodoo and the twisted six-feet-between-us juju that lay at the brutal ludicrous heart of “social distancing” voodoo. What better way to get folks infected with captured-health-directives directed medical-cartel-rewarding paranoia than to have them injected with the latest patented strain of universally prescribed bio-pharma-syndicate-gamed state-sponsored hypochondria? What better way to get them infected — with methodical Pavlovian precision — than to have them subjected to a plandemic of relentless abuse in the insidious use of behavioural science than by triggering a withering plague of exquisitely mindless compliance? 2 New Normal The victim of a culture that had barreled down a path of both fathomless iniquity and idiocy beyond measure Satire it seemed had been rendered if not obsolete at least inoperable at the same time that Irony'd ventured into numerous New Normal hospitals in search of a cure for exhaustion only to be offered the singular jaw-dropping mockery of the syndicate's mobbed-up quackery starring bio-weapons injections and submission-theatre maskery. 3 Safe and Effective As sure as consistently infantile invariably asinine mind-blinding mantras in the form of phony feel-good slogans were loosed upon a panicked planet to boost and channel the depraved campaign that set oceans of demonic top-down malice and bureaucratic madness in motion as sure as all this came to pass the very notion of “protecting public health” was itself ever so fiendishly used as the uber-ironic next-level-dishonest for-the-good-of-the-people excuse — as the unimpeachable pretext for waves of variously lethal preposterously profitable vastly damaging jabbery — while solemn calls of “Do the right thing!” “Do your part!” and “Do it for granny!” were also employed to induce the Euthanocracy's fanatically ballyhooed “safe and effective” calamity. 4 Legally Lethal Recall further still if you will as chilling as it was and is how if natural immunity was ever acknowledged much less applauded it was only to have it savagely trashed as being nowhere near up to the task. And worse much worse yet what clear-eyed unhypnotized witness could possibly forget the atrocities of slaughter by neglect and systematic malpractice; could forget the unalloyed evil and choreographed madness of how officially-dismissed-out-of-hand extremely cheap and effective common-sense remedies were rejected viciously badmouthed and banned while murderous measures and overpriced toxic concoctions were pushed as part of the plan the catbird-seated demons — legally lethal protocols in hand — were ever-so-gleefully seeding? 5 We're All in This Together Depending on when one caught on the hyper-trite super-duplicitous “We're all in this [bullshit] together” either was all along or became a heinous joke; a joke deserving of nothing better than derision-dripping laughs or perhaps — if one were so charitably disposed — a flurry of vigorous one-hand claps. After all unless saline solution was the miracle liquid on tap those who controlled us had — despite what they told us — no intentions of taking the jab. Ever! “We're all in this together” — now there's a risible thought; as if those who called the shots ever got or would get them! 6 Two Years to Flatten the World? Could it be that we heard it wrong; that the word “curve” was “world” all along and “weeks” was actually “years” despite “Two weeks to flatten the curve” being a string of words that still rings in our ears? Clearly the pathogenicity-faking psychopaths pacing the bridge of the good ship Democide knew as few did that if their global dystopic hoax went off without a hitch and packed the stunning punch they'd hoped weeks could easily be turned into months and months just as simply to years the same way a flu that wasn't much more than the usual run of the mill was morphed into one the authorities swore was seriously likely to kill unless that is we obeyed the state and assumed its dystopian yoke for the ostensibly altruistic sake of some religiously invoked grossly fictitious sacred “greater good”; unless like imbeciles we agreed to buy the ridiculous despicable lie that it was now somehow well understood that the masses doing things that were bad for their health not only could but most assuredly would somehow effect a collective good. 7 Unless And so it was that unless we did as we were told this flu we were sold without cease as the king of viral bio-hazardous beasts could very well lead to our untimely demise unless unless that is we citizens viewed our fellow disease-vector humans with suitably morbid suspicion distanced ourselves from each other agreed to be locked down like criminals along with our guiltless sisters and brothers and gratefully offered our arms up as targets for big technocracy and just-as-big pharma's pitched-as-inarguably-harmless miraculous magical darts which is to say unless our precious connections were clinically ripped apart unless defiant uncompliant relatives colleagues friends and friendships were cultishly jettisoned unless civilized life was shuttered lives and livelihoods blithely gutted; unless we were utterly willing to sacrifice all the bright fulfilling things that made life worth living; unless we wee terrorized serfs agreed to partake of the state's sacred vision unless elders were murdered to further hasten the cremation of wisdom and ease the burden on the public purse; unless as if to crucify innocence children were tortured and worse so much worse unless we agreed to roll up our sleeves to fight the great doomsday disease by surrendering our god-given rights to informed consent and bodily autonomy; unless we ceded all hope of being treated with even a shred of respect or droplet of honesty unless we embraced enslavement and gave up our freedoms and joys for the planet-saving elation our make-believe betters had sworn would be born with each blissful breath that led to the stealth-eugenics heaven of our centrally planned premature death.
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This poem was revised on NOV 4, 2024.
Bravo! Delighted to welcome a fellow fire-breathing poet and word-coiner. I'm adding "psychoillogical" to my Glossary.