... and I told him, no. Then, he asked me if I was planning on getting it, and I said, no. To my way of thinking, this should have been the end of the conversation, but it wasn't. He then asks me what was stopping me from getting the vaccine. So, I started out easy with him and said, "Well, legally, this isn't even a vaccine." He agreed and went into the mRNA explanation. A little nervous laughter punctuated what he was saying. Then I mentioned how this was only given experimental approval from the FDA and not full approval. More nervous laughter and more agreement. I thought this would end the conversation, but he kept pressing me, which was beginning to annoy me. I assured him I had done my research and I didn't like what I had discovered. He wanted to know even more, so I dropped the MOAB on him. I told him I knew all about the NIH and Fauci working on gain of function research and then sending the experiment overseas to the Wuhan lab...and that I was aware of all of this LAST YEAR. Now, I got some very nervous laughter from the doctor.
And, just like that.....BOOM!....he immediately changed the subject.
Doctors are good for sewing your arm back on if you're in an accident but other than that they can fuck right off with their quackaceuticals.