>She called me hysterical at about 6pm to tell me she was getting the shot at 6:30pm. I pleaded with her not to do it, and tried to convey the impact it would have on our relationship, but she went through with it anyway. >At home, later that evening... Stories from Berenson readers about how covid restrictions have effected their lives. It starts off strong and is worth reading. The first vignette resonates with me. I have a colleague that got fucked up and surely by the vax. I don't feel at all that he suffered a misfortune, I don't feel sad for him, really, even though I like working with him. He is (was?) good at what he does. I feel like he paid his money and took his chances. He won a life threatening Serious AE without full recovery, and I think, "... and that is why I did not inject that shit." There has to be a name for this, and I think it is a natural self-defense mechanism. There is going to be a lot of people that don't really have too many fucks to give about vaxfriends getting fucked up. That is going to have social consequences. Probably it will get me sent to a camp to executed by mRNA lethal injection.