I am the youngest of 8 kids. Up until just now, I've been the outcast because of my covid views. I just got an email from my sister announcing she has come over to our side.
"First things first.
It is a hard thing to acknowledge the insidious evil that is rampant in Canada.
I write these words as a triple vaxxed individual (that booster shot in particular is painfully & abundantly filled with shame).
And after a slow awakening and opening of my eyes these past weeks & months, I now sit precariously on the precipice of despair, knowing how complicit I’ve been. It is a hard thing to live in a society that chooses to blindly follow. ENOUGH. ENOUGH. ENOUGH.
I am cheering on that sliver of hope that is the Freedom 2022 convoy.
Perhaps we can evolve. Change is coming.
Hoping life in your neck of the woods is well."
I think you misunderstood. I tried redpilling her from the start, but she claimed it was all too scary and asked me to stop talking about it.
She is still living in vax-cuckoo land.
I did. I'm sorry, I thought you were referring to my sister in the OP. I have difficulty keeping track of who is responding to who. But yeah, that's exactly how my sister reacted 18 months ago. "Maybe we shouldn't talk about the pandemic". But she told me today that something I said that day stuck with her and gnawed at her until she broke free. All I had said was "What virus?".