Yesterday, I saw a post on Facebook from a friend in our boat that posed a question: Who is going to pay for what they did to our kids?
The "Who" is a long list of culprits. The "What" is another story.
Today's world has many conversations about pay backs, getting what you are owed, finding someone else to pay for your mistakes, or choices. Tuition debt forgiveness comes to mind. Great for those who qualify who think the idea is laudable. (And who wouldn't?) It's a slap in the wallet to those who either chose not to attend college, paid their debt or are still dutifully paying every month. The idea is laughable to them.
Below is how I commented. It's not my usual cheery approach. It's raw. It's how I feel. Worse, I know that in 1, 5, 10, 20 years, there are millions who will be asking a similar question after adding the C vax to the regimen. Same answer.
We are. The parents (or in my case, parent.) Our kids were the test generation for this Covid catastrophe. There is NO FEAR of V sin-ation in the average American. When the world embraced autism as a gift, a special kind of difference, that was the groundwork to make sure our stories died on the vine. We tried to warn the others what hurt our kids. We were shut down. And now parents think only of unicorns, saviors and messiahs when they see a needle. They turned the fear of the product into a fear of not having the product. On the backs our OUR kids. That's what autism's gift was to the world. Pharma dependence and a junkie-like need for "protection."