“I trust the science”.
This statement has killed more conversations than the mobile phone. Yet, we have been enchanted by a story more magical than scientific.
On 22nd February 2021, we were offered the first of a range of miraculous products to combat the Sars-Cov-2 virus (hereon known as Spike). These shamanic offerings carried strange names and no limits to what they could do.
They were all safe and effective so there was no need to test them. “Nothing up my sleeve”, was good enough for our statutory bodies.
We had to take these mercurial elixirs to save the lives of everyone we knew. Each of us channelled Jesus as the saviour of humanity.
Our sacrifice didn’t end there. We had to offer up our reason to be boxed and stored for magic to be free and do its work. We’d retrieve it later, in more rational times. For now it must be locked up and stored on a high shelf. Its place would be taken by credulity and viral sprites.
A rapidly shifting official rhetoric urged us on to a first life-saving injection which presaged a second and then a third and ……
Unencumbered by reason, we straddled each new, contradictory demand of the changing narrative.