
Lately this loss of trust has had me thinking about the American Wild West. Not the Hollywood version—the real one.
Back then, almost every man who wanted to stay alive carried a revolver on his hip. It wasn’t for show. You never knew when some mean-eyed bastard might decide your horse, your money, or your life was worth more to him than it was to you.
The sensible ones stayed ready. They watched people. They didn’t assume good intentions just because someone smiled and said howdy. Trust was something you earned slowly, usually after a man had proven he wouldn’t sell you out the first time it became convenient.
I keep coming back to that because it feels uncomfortably close to where we are now. The difference is the wolves don’t need to hide behind a bandana anymore. They wear white coats, or sit in glass offices, or smile at you from a television screen while they tell you what you need to do for your own good.
And the sheep-types? They didn’t just follow along during Covid. A lot of them became enthusiastic enforcers.
The masked Karens. The vaccine passport enthusiasts. The ones who genuinely seemed to enjoy punishing others for non-compliance. I saw longtime friends and even family members do things I would have sworn they were incapable of. And they did it without a second thought. That’s what really got to me—not the betrayal itself, but how easily it came to them. How little it seemed to cost them.
Read the entire post at Zerohedge …
Roth Note: I’m sure we all have stories about Covid and the reaction to it from the sheep. I have to assume that most, if not all, of the readers, here, are not sheep. So my questions of the day? Did someone close to you ‘sell you out,’ so-to-say, during the scamdemic? Has your trust in humanity risen or fallen since? And … What does the reader require in order to trust someone else?

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