Disinformation isn’t a glitch.
It’s the system.
And it’s going to kill us.
Not in some far-off future—
Now.
Because mass death is profitable, and the truth is bad for business
🧵 People were slaughtered by lies.
Lied to about masks.
Lied to about vaccines.
Lied to about the air they breathe.
Lied to until they walked, grinning, into their own graves.

The COVID-conscious community is fracturing — and we need to talk about it.
Because if we don’t, we’re going to lose more than the fight for clean air.
We’re going to lose each other. We’ve been gaslit by governments, mocked by the media, and abandoned by public health.
We watched the world move on while people are still dying, still getting sick, still becoming disabled — every day.

The greatest threat to the world isn’t chaos.
It’s apathy.
The quiet shrug. The numb scroll. The decision to feel nothing.
And it’s killing us faster than we realize.
🧵 Apathy is not passive.
It’s not neutral.
It’s a choice.
A decision to turn away when people are screaming for help.
A conscious refusal to care because caring costs something.

What does it say about us—
that we are willing to sacrifice children
for the illusion of normal?
A 🧵 Not in some distant country.
Not in history books.
Right here. Right now.
We are watching a society decide, in real time,
that children's lives are expendable.

The world isn’t “in crisis.”
The world is being deliberately destroyed. And the people doing it are counting on you to stay distracted, numb, and exhausted.
Read this. Get angry. Stay awake
🧵 The planet is burning.
They told us climate change was a future problem.
It’s now.
Unbreathable air. Collapsing ecosystems. Heat that kills. Water wars starting.
Fossil fuel execs? Still cashing record checks.
Governments? Still subsidizing the arson.

There are moments—quiet, stolen ones—where it hits me:
We’re living in a mass casualty event that never ended.
We just stopped counting the bodies.
Stopped caring who got sick.
Stopped asking who never got better We normalized it.
Gaslit ourselves into thinking it’s just life now.
That a deadly airborne virus is just the cost of doing business.
A few million deaths here. A few billion infections there.
Just don't make it awkward.

The world is breaking in ways we can’t fix.
And we’re all just standing in the rubble, trying to make sense of what’s left. 🧵 Every day, we wake up to more chaos.
Another headline that feels too big to process.
Natural disasters. Political upheaval. Apathy. Grief.
We’re watching the slow-motion collapse of things we thought were certain.

Repeat COVID Infections & Dementia

A time bomb no one wants to talk about 🧵 If you’ve ever loved someone with dementia, you know the grief begins long before death.
It’s a slow-motion erasure.
A vanishing act.
Piece by piece, the person you love slips away.
Now imagine that future being mass-produced—and ignored.

Sending kids into poorly ventilated schools and acting shocked when they get sick is like tossing them in a pool and being surprised they’re wet. We know what causes airborne disease.
We know how to fix it.
We’re just pretending not to.

Every year, tens of thousands of people go to the hospital for help — and end up catching infections that cost them their lives.
We have the tools that could stop so much of that pain and loss.
It's time to talk about why we need permanent mask mandates in healthcare
🧵 Imagine walking into a hospital — a place meant for healing — and leaving sicker than when you came in.
That's what happens when we don't protect the air we breathe.
It's time for permanent mask mandates in healthcare.

“Masks Don’t Work”
A Thread of Weaponized Ignorance 😷

(Because the only thing more contagious than COVID is unchecked confidence in being loud and wrong) “Masks don’t stop viruses — the holes are too big!”

Right, and chain-link fences don’t stop mosquitoes, so clearly we should just demolish all screens and windows.
Hope you like wasps in your living room, Cheryl.

Sometimes I look at my kid and wonder how I’m supposed to prepare her for a world that doesn’t even exist yet. One that’s hotter, harsher, and more uncertain than the one I grew up in. The climate is changing faster than scientists predicted. Air pollution is getting worse. Pandemics are not one-time events—they’re now part of a pattern. And yet, life just… goes on. Schools, meetings, lunchboxes, soccer practice.

Fascism doesn't arrive waving a flag.
It shows up when we're too tired, too distracted, and too flooded to fight back.

A 🧵 about the climate crisis and the authoritarian creep: The planet's on fire.
The seas are rising.
Rights are vanishing.
And half the population is arguing about whether wearing a mask makes you a fascist.
Let's talk about the actual rise of fascism.

It’s hard to grieve what hasn’t died.
Friendships. Trust. Normalcy.
They’re still there—just not the same.
That’s called ambiguous loss.
And it’s everywhere now.

A quick thread 🧵 Grief isn’t always about death.
Sometimes, it’s watching the world you believed in rot from the inside.
And still having to pack lunches.

They told me parenting would be hard.
They didn’t say I’d be managing airborne transmission, collapsed institutions, and mass delusion before my morning coffee.

A 🧵 for the last parents standing: I always dreamed of being a mom.
I just didn’t realize it would involve explaining virology to my toddler while dodging gaslighting from school boards and Facebook moms named Cheryl.

Everyone’s coughing. Everyone’s tired. Everyone’s pretending it’s normal.
COVID didn’t end—we just stopped caring.
A 🧵 for the last people still awake It’s 2025. COVID’s still here. Still airborne. Still disabling.
But if you say that out loud, you’re “fearmongering.”
Welcome to the upside-down.

Still masking in 2025? Absolutely.
Because unlike “good vibes,” N95s actually filter viruses. A quick 🧵 on why I haven’t retired my mask (and neither should you) COVID is airborne. That means it spreads like smoke.
You don’t stop smoke with “personal choice” or positive energy. You stop it with filtration, masks, and clean air.

The year was 2012.
I had moved my office up to the assisted living floor in the long term care facility were I devoted many years of my life.
I wanted to be present on that floor. I wanted to make sure that everyone was treated with dignity and respect.
I made sure to work all shifts. Even the overnight shifts.
As I was making my rounds one night, I heard loud cries coming from one of the rooms.
I approached the room and found one of our residents sitting on the edge of her bed crying.
I knocked, said my name, and asked if I could come in.

The year was 2010.
We had a new admission that day at the long term care facility.
Admissions were always exciting but also stressful for staff.
Are they coming willingly ? Is the family making this decision? Have they exhausted all other avenues ? Will they adapt quickly ? I always made sure that their apartment was welcoming, always had fresh cookies and tea ready to go, and made sure my day was blocked off so I could ensure an easy and enjoyable transition.
That day when the elevator doors opened I knew we would have an emotional morning.

It’s been awhile that I’ve done one of these ..
My entire TL is now filled of stories of sudden death. From dm’s, to the media, to news reports. We don’t always have all the answers, or all the details, but the speed and frequency it’s happening is terrifying.
Here’s my 14th🧵 Young Italian racer Simone Roganti dies after sudden illness

cyclingnews.com/news/young-ita…

This platform was always such a space space with likeminded people truly here to fight together against this plan of mass infection.
Lately I’m seeing so much shaming amongst the Covid cautious community and honestly it’s not right.
I do have a few thoughts Number 1, not every parent has the privilege, support or capacity to homeschool their kids. In a perfect non dystopian world, masks would be mandated and air would be cleaned. If their kids have to attend and are doing their dam well best to be the lone masker in a sea