I was scared for about 10 minutes.
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I smelt a rat from the start.
As former MI, I recognized it as a psyop from the start.
What struck me was how quickly people fell under the spell. Reminded me of a weird charismatic meeting that kicked off the Laughing Toronto Blessing "revival" in the UK years ago. It was as though someone had thrown a switch. The really creepy stuff was the masks: I was always the only one on a bus without one.
I saw the word "enchanted" and I thought it was a perfect description. Like a old fairy tale where the wicked one casts a spell on the realm.
I played poker every Saturday night in 2020. We all were sharing the jazz cabbage and not one of us got the coof. Phony shit went down and we didn’t buy it. Three years later and some people are still wearing masks. ...shaking head...
Yesterday, I still saw someone wearing a face mask while driving alone.