My city was being ravaged by lockdown after lockdown. I would go shopping (during permitted hours!) and watch the whole population with masks and kids with masks, wondering, what is this doing to the poor kids? (This will play out in their generation.)

In my activism, I found a pharmacist who was talking about ivermectin, even though my country's medical authority had generally blocked it for anything covid related (i.e prevention). The pharmacist told me of a doctor in the area who was issuing prescriptions for it. (My regular doctor had totally laughed off everything when I mentioned HCQ.)

I took the FLCCC print out for their recommended preventative protocols, and visited this young doctor. It brought me to tears, as I saw the incredible stress and difficulty he was under, his entire profession and indeed career, under threat because of the CV hysteria.

The govt clamped down and banned prescriptions of ivermectin a week later, so I could not get it for my wife, who I had planned to have visit the young doctor the following week.

The FLCCC printout is etched into my mind. Extraordinary times create extraordinary people.