My Moralist Friend And Me — The Letter
My Moralist Friend And Me — The Letter
My Long and Not Really Funny, Maybe/Hopefully Lightish, Reply to My Friend’s Good Intentioned Moral Plea to Me to Come Back Home to Canada
Today my essay originated as the letter I wrote in response to an old friend’s emotional plea for me to come back home to Canada, Canada where my friends and health system will look after me following pacemaker surgery in México and my request for financial help because of it.§ The moral underpinning of her letter triggered me, which I explored in my last essay,
I Get Triggered and Want to Morally, Humourlessly, Chastise A Friend’s Naïveté.”
From that essay I looked deeply into why my anger was evoked by her moralist tone. During the writing I expanded my understanding of just how pernicious are morals as rationalising instruments to remove compassion. And I consulted the I Ching to assist me with the writing of the letter and to guide me going forward with writing, sending and publishing it. Here is that essay-letter.
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Note: in my email letters i’ve engaged the practice of all lowercase writing. a friend commented that that was her practice and i’ve seen it from time to time, with ee cummings long ago, of course. and more recently in the el gato substack. she commented that all lowercase changes the energy effect of the writing. i was curious to see for myself the effect of the ‘energy’ with all lower case. so.... it has been an experiment now for several months. i haven’t found myself wanting to go back, despite some awkwardness around the auto-correcting spell-policing that is now de rigueur. so, you will see this in the case it was written in. (trivia: as to ‘case’: the use of case for capital or not letters comes from the printing shop practices of putting the letters in cases. the cases for the capitals were put in the upper shelves, and the non-capitals in the lower shelves.)
note 2: i’ve not asked my friend for permission to publish her letter, so you will be blind to what i’ve reacted to except for those few bits of it i’ve quoted. hopefully that will be enough for you to get a feel for it. hers was very short and to her point. mine is significantly longer and perhaps pointed as well.
note 3: for the substack post i’ve included images and music links not in the email i sent.
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hola, [fre].
i assure you that no apology is necessary for taking whatever time you felt appropriate to give your considered answer! i appreciate your effort and consideration. and at the same time, i found your short plea so compelling that it has inspired me to write a very long email. and even before this long email, your short epistle demanded of me a long look into why i reacted to it as i did. it brought up strong feelings from what i felt from you was your heartfelt expression and hope for me.
and i do understand that vacations are a time to put aside the stressful elements of life! and, as i read your email, i felt just how stressful it was for you to disregard the sincerity of my request and to figure out how, instead, to tell me what was best for me. i quite literally felt your struggle initially as tears that came to my eyes at the heartfelt effort you put into being as fair and balanced as you could be with your perception of my threatened circumstance here in méxico.
and yet.
and yet i recognise that with your response you no longer value my friendship, our friendship that began so many years ago with that crazy 'month cabinet' that ken had put up to barrier himself from the clerk behind it. wow!
and yet, have times changed? or was that barrier a symbol or foreshadowing of the social barriers that were to be built solely to separate people? barriers that are much harder to see because they are structures of the mind, built there with the fear of being unwell using the half-truth of human frailty and the false-truths and deliberate manipulation about the strength of flus and their medications?
your thoughtful plea brought a range of feelings through me beginning with the sadness i felt. however that sadness became a kind of disbelief at how you had actually, likely unintentionally, belittled me enough that my psyche-somatic system tried to relieve the feeling with inappropriate laughter. and then, while calming myself by doing dishes, i felt my cheeks flushed with anger and my body fill with heat. wow! what was that all about? i asked myself.
and that began a deep dive into what the hell was going on with me. was i as mentally deficient as your plea makes me out to be? how had i been triggered? that became a big write in which i looked at morality and humour while exploring my own shadow. if curious, i published that essay in my writing platform called 'becoming a refugee in the time of covid’.
that writing place has become a manifestation and tool of my entering into a spiritual pilgrimage, aka 'philosophy', when my friends and co-workers in canada turned their backs on me and many millions of others and allowed or even encouraged us to lose employment, denied access to travel or hospitals to visit dying relatives, to be castigated and vilified as unworthy citizens, who were then easily and heartlessly socially shunned into being undeserving outcasts of the community and even of healthcare. with friends and families like these, surely we don't need enemies.
what has changed? you say that covid is over and no one talks about it. that reminds me of how no one talked about the shameful abuse and killing of the natives in the residential school system. and also with what happened to canadians of japanese descent during wwii, in which their homes and businesses were stolen and the seven years of banishment they faced from vancouver following the end the war while the thieves consolidated their theft of land and property.
not talking about covid is to deny what happened and to be blind to that happening again tomorrow. all it took last time was a turn of phrase. what is to stop the next turn of phrase if no one is talking about the debasement of their 'friends', co-workers and neighbors? even family? who is to stop the government the next time when, under direction of the w.h.o. or other 'benevolent' unelected agencies, there is called out the next (fake) pandemic to panic the people of the world into taking the next 'safe' experimental pharmaceutical for a flu while vilifying, debasing, shaming, guilting, threatening and even killing those of us who might not panic and run for an injection of unknown ingredients and toxicity? who would stop it? those who didn't the last time, and aren't talking about it this time? interesting.
canada is no longer my home. how can it be one when i am no longer safe to be there? and with few exceptions i no longer consider myself even welcome, despite a few people who say that they miss me. with that you may easily write me off as being delusional, which i infer you have already done to some extent, by the unwritten words between the lines i see in your email. such as it is time for me to grow up and leave behind my (silly) philosophies and return to the care of the people and health system who refused to help me when i didn't comply with the medical tyranny and hate rhetoric of health authorities and even of the prime minister.
i have now, by this experience, a much deeper appreciation for the feelings of betrayal that the natives and japanese canadians, and others like them felt. they who came to be, with moral justification, undeserving of respect, to be so quickly cast off as unworthy and expendable for the moral practice of the day that rationalised away compassion and invoked brutality of intention, speech and often action.
not talking about covid means that it is still alive and a threat to my safety, freedom and well being. and, actually, to yours too, that hidden threat to comply with the next jab-demanding health emergency by a questionable agency, if not actually corrupt, pretty much beholden to pharmaceuticals and other agencies across the ocean who benefit financially from sickness, pandemics and injections.
it was interesting, and also important, that you didn't ask me a single question about my choices and actions. reading between your lines it seems to me that you dismissed me as being stupid, which may be in part why you perceive me to be in danger where i live. oddly enough, i have never felt as safe in my life in canada as i do here. and the medical treatment i received was excellent, and at least as good as what canada provides and, with canada's debasement into a money grab system, i suspect that what i experienced here was better. and not once was i asked for my residency. so, as a white gringo without residency and not enough money to cover the relatively low hospital costs, i was embraced as a person not as a number or faceless source of insurance money or as someone who could be denied health by circumstance or lack of insurance. none of that exists in canada as it does here. the media lies to you about méxico and the méxicanos. actually, it lies about pretty much everything, which i broached in the 1980s and after 25 years, accepted fully by 2005. it especially lies when asked to do so by its main sources of income — pharmaceutical companies and, more recently, the government.
and while it is possible, perhaps even likely, that i am stupid about many things, it would be truly stupid of me to return to a country with a population that refuses to talk about how much harm was done for a flu and the forced medical experiment (neither a 'vaccine' nor a treatment by past medical standards) that is proving to have been ineffective and often harmful and dangerous. yes, there is more and more evidence of how ineffective the shot was and how harmful it has been, although only the tiniest hints of that are 'news' you will see by the mainstream media beholden as they are to their income sources.
i will attach, separately, some information for you to consider, if you are willing, or open, or curious enough to investigate why your old friend, whom you once valued and perhaps even respected, did what he did. i've kept it separate from the email so you can safely avoid the elephant in the room and blithely continue to not talk about what was done, by who, to whom, and why.
and i confess my guilt for my part in not condemning the lies from the beginning, even though i hadn't watched, read or listened to them because i had shut off all media as untrustworthy and promoting violence and division. and i have publicly apologised for my disregard and disrespect and lack of compassion when around me my fellow canadians were being railroaded out of their work and into being undeserving outcasts. at the time of my disregard for social integrity i was happily busy with my yoga, in a kind of yoga bliss. from that state i observed my community and society having gone insane, and i did nothing. i vaguely expected that once the gluttony of the pharmaceuticals had evacuated the government coffers that 'normalcy' would return. now i see that all of that was my being stupid. shame on me.
shame on me for that egregious failure of my character and humanity, it's a failure that i am doing my best to atone for going forward. now, with compassion, i have stopped not talking about what was done and why. i've researched daily now for three years with critical skepticism of all that i read and observe. and i have reached certain congruities and incongruities of events that suggest plausible truths of the events leading to my becoming a refugee in the time of covid. and many other things. and with that effort i have acquired the knowledge and have the skills to disseminate what i have determined to be reasonable explanations of what was and perhaps even what is now. i keep myself open and curious in order to change my perceived understanding — and that has in fact changed significantly since 2019 and continues to change. how did holmes put it: "when you have excluded the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.” i am not holmes, and yet i have been digging to exclude the impossible and finding the courage to accept the darkness of the darkness around us in the time of covid.
no one is talking about it now. that is actually unhealthy if canada is to heal from what was maliciously and shamefully done by the one group against the other guided by the honed tools of government propaganda, narcissistic-like gaslighting and blind obedience to authority.
so, i will be a bit of a moralising asshole here, now, because i'm going to share with you some of my ‘stuff’. the stuff that you didn't ask me anything about, such as my decisions and why i made them. so here is the why i didn't take the injection initially despite or because of my avoidance of the brainwashing power of tv and the news:
historically flu vaccines do not work very well and why would another new one be any different?
new pharmaceuticals often get recalled or even sued for killing people a few years after big press.
yoshiko and i practice yoga and eat as a sacred act to be in optimal health. it would be very unlikely that a 'bad' flu would kill us. and if so, well, so be it.
it was easy to see that the health agencies had deliberately and cleverly used every means available to create a panic, especially the use of the mainstream media which i had dismissed as a co-ordinated set of lying organisations not interested in the public weal. (note: in 2016 i stopped all news input into my brain and so i was not panicked into obedience to authority by what i saw, read, or heard.)
what do we know about panic and emergencies? 1) this was just a fire drill. in the case of a real emergency, don't panic. 2) this was a just an earthquake drill. in the case of a real emergency, don't panic. 3) the same for boat, plane etc. in the case of a real emergency, don't panic. so, since someone had created and was maintaining hysterical levels of panic, this wasn't a real emergency. it was a manufactured panic to the benefit of someone or some group. at the time i thought primarily the pharmaceutical industry, which turned out to be largely correct, although not nearly the complete answer.
and when so-called health experts flip-flopped on masks, that was a clear sign of outright lying and manipulation. question: how big is a virus? how big are the pores of a mask? You can look it up. physically, scientifically masks are about as effective at stopping a virus as a chain link fence is at stopping sand being thrown through it.
again, you haven't asked this, and so i'm being an asshole moralist by telling you it. and yet, my sense of the importance of not being quiet any longer in the face of what was done has overridden my reticence at being an asshole.
you probably aren't actually wondering why i chose to give up my job rather than to get jabbed. at the time of that difficult choice i knew nothing about covid or the injection beyond chit-chat information from people around me. well, and from watching the complete stupidity of plastic guards, social distancing, and the especially obvious, egregious and useless masks.
since 2016, as well as being free of all news, i have been following various intuitive and yogic practices that have confirmed complete trust in my intuitive mind-body system.
so, on d-day i stood up from my desk and asked my body: 'is this 'vaccine' safe for me at this time?' it said very clearly 'no. yoshiko also asked her body the same question and got the same answer. that was that. we have more trust in our body's wisdom to digest food, heal itself, and know where there is danger to our well being than greedy pharmaceutical companies and lying governments and their media mouthpieces. and so we embraced that decision and it has enriched my life beyond description. it was only when my friends and the elected officials of canada shunned my attempt at a covid conversation that i realised we were in danger and arranged to leave ‘home’ following an astounding series of synchronicities that supported that decision.
and so, that is that. at the beginning of this reply i had the clear intention to be humorous. that hasn't exactly been the case, although i have been able to keep my language somewhat light and clear, without too much rancour or bitterness. 'just the facts, ma’am’. and the reality of my feeling-experience of the covid experiment on the human race and specifically my feeling of the betrayal of canada and my canadian friends who chose to embrace a form of medical tyranny disguised as a health emergency.
i actually talked, via zoom with my mla in yukon at the time . she had dead eyes and absolutely no interest or curiosity about my small research at the time. i surprised her, i think, with having been calm and not the raging anti-vaxx ranter she may have been expecting after watching the media denigrate the unconscionable hold-outs and blatantly lie about just about everything. she did her blind obedience to authority thing like most everyone else did, openly stating that she was simply following what she had been told was true and what not to do. does that remind you of anytime in history? when many of the people who did that were hung? i was dismissed before i opened my mouth. her eyes flickered just once, briefly near the end of our 30 minutes, when i asked her 'and will you be able to live with yourself if in five years you learn that what you have been told is true turns out to be in fact wrong and that what i have argued here is, in fact, true?'
as noted above, i've attached two documents. the first is my initial 2021 request appeal for a work exemption to the injection. it is a science-based risk-benefits assessment on taking the injection. the second is a short list of resources you may investigate if you feel you have the courage to question what you think about why canadians, and most everyone in the world, turned against family, friends and co-workers without heart, compassion or dignity. and why those rifts still exist in many homes and many communities because 'it is not talked about.' [For readers or listeners, here is a link to the two pdfs.]
sincerely, in friendship and with wishing you, [husbnad] kith and kin good health in the time of covid. it is not over yet.
all the best with what is changing. everything changes! with peace, respect, love and exuberant joy.
guy, las salinas, oaxaca méxico.
End of letter.
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The essay my friend’s letter inspired me to write:
I Get Triggered and Want to Morally, Humourlessly, Chastise A Friend’s Naïveté
§ If you are curious about my surgery and would like to help me out, please see:
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Stromae — Formidable.
