A Vaccine Manufacturer Comes Out of the Closet
The Vaccine Wars Part X
“When people talk, listen completely. Most people never listen.” -Ernest Hemingway
This is my friend, Monica Hughes. She has chosen to speak out. She knows the risks, she knows the stakes, and she knows the industry.
Read her story. She has been through the nightmare of the Medical Industrial Complex from multiple paths that included fighting for her husband's right to medicine, and also manufacturing vaccines of a particular variety herself. Her words in bold.
For six years I’ve largely stayed silent and somewhat secretive about my stories, though I opened up briefly last year to be interviewed in a podcast. But I knew I’d want to tell them to a bigger audience someday when the time was right and I had rested and healed.
In spite of my education, I am wise enough to know that tales are usually more persuasive than hard facts.
But I’ve decided it’s time, because I suspect these tales may help us to understand the global, medicalized, authoritarian dystopia in which we’ve found ourselves from 2020 onward.
She did not see it all coming, at first. Not in 2020. She and I debate where this was all headed, and she poked fun at some of the "conspiracy theories that came true." But she is also the one who called me early last year, sobbing, and left a message telling me that I needed to start looking into the vaccine data. That was February.
We didn’t get here overnight. The Medical Industrial Complex is a prison that has been building for at least 100 years, and arguably longer.
After she escaped New Zealand, I hired her to do some research work for me, though with 200+ articles in the queue, and constantly shifting priorities, I haven't yet published it. But it will help build out an important part of the Campfire Wiki one way or another.
The discussion of what was being done for sick patients was absent.
Public health officials that initially seemed heroic and compassionate had transmuted into mindless automatons.
The population had been transmogrified into Xanax-popping, snack-gobbling couch potatoes, gripped by the public “health” equivalent of The Days of Our Lives playing out on their TVs every day. By day. By day.
Month. After month.
Year. After. Fucking. Year.
In August 2021, something really exciting finally happened in New Zealand. The entire country shut down over a single positive case.
And then it was quietly decided that the country that had kept out covid for 1.5 years would keep it out no longer. And would simply morph into a paranoid, pathologized, authoritarian, digitally controlled dystopia.
I suspect that she will have a lot more to say.