The following was emailed to me in response to this post. It was written by the widow of an unvaccinated man who, like “Travis” of the above mentioned post, died from Covid. She requested that her experiences and thoughts be shared.
Yeah, I wish he’d just taken the damn vaccine.
But it’s not quite that simple, at least I don’t think it is.
Deep down, yes, my husband was worried about the Coronavirus. But he was also worried about injecting himself with an unknown substance, one that at the best would probably have made him sick for a day or two and at worst might have killed him. Even more so, he feared the power of a government that would require him to inject himself with this unknown substance. In the early days of the pandemic, as celebrities told us to stay home from the comfort of their mansions and the mainstream media did everything they could to monger fear, divisiveness and hysteria, we watched many of our friends and neighbors lose their livelihoods because the powers that were didn’t consider them essential. Suddenly, government bureaucrats who have never had to face the challenges and worries that small business owners across America do every day were making decisions about who stayed open and who didn’t. THAT was what truly scared my husband, and when he saw the power that the government was wielding from leveraging vaccine mandates, it started all over again.
Yeah, I wish he’d just taken the damn vaccine, but it’s easy to look back in hindsight. When you’re in the heat of the moment, it’s hard not to get swept up. When everyone around you is taking up arms, it’s hard not to do the same. Did the people who, when they heard us being refused entrance to a restaurant because we didn’t have proof of vaccination, said, “The Klan meeting’s two doors down” think they were going to change our minds? What about the person who spit on a friend of ours who was holding a “Block the mandates” sign at a local rally? (The spitter, incidentally, spat out the passenger side window of a car that had a “Coexist” bumper sticker, but you didn’t hear that from me.)
In addition to strangers turning up their nose at us, we have been shunned by friends we’d known for years. Some have flat out told us we are not welcome; others have expressed surprise when we have reached out, as if because we had differing opinions about one issue, we had completely incompatible values altogether. In our experience, many people who complain about how the Oscars don’t have enough diversity refused to engage with us – or anyone else who had a differing opinion. We were judged for “not believing the science” of masks and vaccines by people who think that someone with a penis should be allowed to compete against girls.
My husband honestly never cared if other people got vaccinated or wore a mask. He never chewed anyone out for their views, rarely even brought up his own opinions without being asked and didn’t even complain about having to wear a mask or socially distance, even when the goalposts kept being moved and government agencies backpedaled when their findings were proven inaccurate. When the people who had ostracized him for not getting vaccinated had bad reactions to their jabs, or ended up getting Covid even after taking the booster (who knows, he may have gotten the virus from someone who was fully vaxxed), he didn’t rub it in. Out of the people who walked out on us, exactly one apologized and my husband welcomed that individual back with open arms.
The response to his death among our community was muted. I did get a few cursory condolences, as if they were acknowledging the death of a former co-worker’s grandparent’s veterinarian’s cousin, not someone with whom they had regularly been social until just recently. I feel grateful that there were no truly nasty comments, but is that what we want? To live in a world where animosity is so common that it seems like a blessing when people don’t tear apart someone who’s not alive to defend themselves?
Yeah, I wish he’d taken the vaccine, but I think we need to look at ourselves and ask how we got to this point. If someone who never told others what to do and only asked that he be allowed the same privacy can be vilified, it begs the question of who will become the next sacrificial lamb and how they will be punished when their opinions become unfashionable.