We weren't anti-vaxxers. We were skeptical, questioning of where this came from so quickly, why it was using technology that never worked before, why it was being pushed so hysterically for something that was obviously not as bad as it was made out to be. We didn't want to win, Scotty. We wanted to save you.
You decided that your path was better. You told us we were crazy, called us names. You walked off a cliff in your anger even though we told you that you would fall. Now that you lie broken and bleeding at the bottom, you angrily tell us we won.
We didn't want to win. But you lost. Goodbye, Scotty. You made your own misfortune, and that's a mistake you only make once.
Good comment. I have lots of friends and neighbors like this. They thought my family and I were complete fools.
I had a few as well, but oh well.
I had a few as well...
Past tense. Yes, I - and I suspect most others here - have lost a few along that path. Many of them wrote us off, and we wrote off a few as well.
Pro-vaxxers are the only ones thinking in terms of winning and losing "the argument". I was never trying to prove anything to anyone. I just wanted better answers than platitudes of "safe and effective" and never got them so I abstained.
I didn't know who was right but it was just about my choices, not proving someone else to be incorrect. I don't need an admission or mea culpa or atonement. Stay out of my business then, and stay out of it now. Go be sad for your own choices somewhere else. I still have no desire to feed your need for attention.
I think this is one of the highest up voted comments I've ever seen on here. Your sentiment resonates with me 100% and obviously most of us on here. Well put.
Thank you.
Awfully clever for a stupid bird 😉
I met Scott Adams once, in a strip club outside of Aurora, Colorado, in late 2021. He was getting a lap dance, but the stripper looked pissed.
"Hey bud, you got a spare $20 on you?"
I tried to ignore him, but he just looked at me with a mean glint in his eye.
"Yeah bud, I was talking to you. I need an extra $20, because these catty bitches want tips now"
I politely asked him how he was buying lap dances without any money.
He pushed the pissed-off looking stripper off of him, and walked towards me. Putting his arm over my shoulder, he put his mouth close to my ear, like he was about to whisper, but instead kept on talking at a loud volume.
"Listen guy, I got a system worked out for free lap dances. Spot me a hundred and I'll let you in on my little secret"
I offered him $20 to leave me alone. He snatched it up quickly.
"Heh, I'll still let you in on my secret. Fuck, I would'a told you for a fiver, chump."
He smiled like he had just won the lottery.
"The trick is, this club gives you a free lap dance if you provide proof of vaccination. I got a bunch of fake ID's made, so I just keep on getting more shots, each with a different ID, and I get free lap dances whenever I want! Don't even tip the girls, neither!"
He walked off to another stripper, who he promptly offered to sell a new stereo to, she just had to walk out back to take a look at it, because he had it in the trunk of his 'Brand New Honda Civic'.
Mmmhmmm
What was Scott Adams like when you met him?