It's not lack of outrage. It's just that once they're dead, nothing we can do will bring them back. In my family, we grieve while we are on a slow boil, with the evidence in the safe for when the tribunals begin. My 94-year-old mom had insisted on being jabbed despite all the rest of the family's warnings. And being 94 years doesn't lessen our outrage (for those who say "Well, she lived a long, full life.") because she didn't deserve to be lied to and killed no matter how old she was.

It's not lack of outrage. It's just that once they're dead, nothing we can do will bring them back. In my family, we grieve while we are on a slow boil, with the evidence in the safe for when the tribunals begin. My 94-year-old mom had insisted on being jabbed despite all the rest of the family's warnings. And being 94 years doesn't lessen our outrage (for those who say "Well, she lived a long, full life.") because she didn't deserve to be lied to and killed.

It's not lack of outrage. It's just that once they're dead, nothing we can do will bring them back. In my family, we grieve while we are on a slow boil, with the evidence in the safe for when the tribunals begin. My 94-year-old mom had insisted on being jabbed despite all the rest of the family's warnings. And being 94 years doesn't lessen our outrage (for those who say "Well, she lived a long, full life.") because she didn't deserve to be lied to and killed.

It's not lack of outrage. It's just that once they're dead, nothing we can do will bring them back. In my family, we grieve while we are on a slow boil, with the evidence in the safe for when the tribunals begin.