Jab Crow in Philadelphia

The city I called home for seven years embraces medical apartheid

Dec 15, 2021

I moved to the gritty city of Philadelphia in 2014 to attend graduate school at Temple University. I lived right off campus for about a half a year in a blighted neighborhood in North Philly where, in a city that calls itself “The City of Neighborhoods,” nobody could recall the neighborhood’s name.

Vacant lots overflowed with trash. Corner boys posted up at papi shops. One night, right around the bend from my apartment, just as the sun began to set, a gang of 8 to 14 year-old boys and girls attacked a female 19-year-old Temple student and smashed her face in with a brick. I started to want out of the city, or at least out of that neighborhood.

It was after moving to South Philly that I started enjoying the city life. Going to shows, the micro-breweries and restaurants, that’s some of what made living in the city an enjoyable experience. Hardena’s, a tiny authentic Indonesian hole-in-the-wall, quickly became my favorite place to grab a bite in my new neighborhood.

Hardena Indonesian restaurant in South Philadelphia

And there were teaching opportunities in the metro area. I had friends in the city.

After a few decent years, my wife and I almost consider purchasing a home in Philadelphia.

Then came the lockdowns and the psychosis that followed. Philadelphians went all in for the covid craziness. Well into the “pandemic” Philadelphians wore masks outdoors. Everywhere: parks; on the hiking trails in the Wissahickon Woods. Runners would run by me on the other side of the street and pull their masks over their faces. In the Germantown neighborhood, where I lived during the lockdown, bicyclists wore masks while peddling down the road. Some wore masks to take out the trash, or tend to their front yards - alone.

An elderly solitary stroller once scolded me for not wearing a mask - outdoors - in the posh Mt. Airy section of town. “The science,” he said, “the science says we should wear masks.” Some wore their masks while driving in cars without passengers because, science, of course, said they should - or something….

I just had to get out - I predicted dark days to come once I started hearing serious considerations of vaccine passports in other areas that succumbed to pandemic psychosis. I even knew a couple who held a party at their house in the early summer of this past year and demanded proof of vaccination before entering. They were ahead of the bio-fascist curve.

By then I had the urge to leave the city for good.

In June, 2021, I left.

And I’m certainly glad I did, because on December 13, 2021, Democratic Mayor of Philadelphia, Jim Kenney, announced that the city will demand proof of vaccination to eat and drink indoors. Medical apartheid will reign in “The City of Brotherly Love.” Here we have another instance of institutional discrimination in a liberal location.

And another unscientific covid policy based on perpetual lies, fallacies, and nefarious political motives.

It is well established that the vaccines do not serve a public purpose: the vaccinated spread the virus at the same rate as the unvaccinated, according to multiple studies. The authors of a recent study maintain that they “found no statistically significant difference in transmission potential between vaccinated persons and persons who were not fully vaccinated.” And an earlier study from UC Davis and UCSF researchers demonstrated the same when they ascertained that there was “no significant difference in cycle threshold values between vaccinated and unvaccinated, asymptomatic and symptomatic groups infected with SARS-CoV-2 Delta.”

But Philadelphia spins within the orbit of the clown world.

There will be no exception for the naturally immune, who, unlike the vaccinated, possess sterilizing immunity. Even the CDC has admitted that they have not one recorded case of a person who has recovered from infection ever transmitting the virus. In this bizarre situation of anti-science despotism, those who have been injected with a leaky, non-sterilizing product can mingle indoors, potentially infecting each other with the dreaded virus, while the naturally immune, who do not pass on the virus, are barred.

But vaccine passports are about public health, right?

Unfortunately, the corrupt petty tyrant politicians serving the medical cartel can push this discriminatory measure because a significant percentage of their constituency has accepted bio-fascism as the new normal state of exception. Clinical psychologist from Ghent University in Belgium, Mattias Desmet, calls this a “mass formation” of the “new social bond,” brought on by a previous lack of authentic social relationships and “meaning making,” accompanied by a feeling of “free floating anxiety” and “free floating frustration/aggression.” These conditions can lead to major atrocities carried out by those who experience a meaningful solidarity over an object of anxiety - furthering the horrors of the pandemicide we are already currently living through - if the prevailing pathological narrative is not confronted.

Similar to other moments of mass hysteria throughout history, a minority group - the unvaccinated - has been scapegoated. Last month, Austria locked down only their unvaccinated population; unvaccinated Canadians cannot use federally regulated public transportation; unvaccinated Greeks over 60 must take the shot or face monthly fines; unvaccinated Lithuanians struggle to access food; and in Colorado, a hospital prevented an unvaccinated woman from accessing a life saving medical procedure.

Denying the unvaccinated employment and access to indoor dining has become commonplace throughout much of the Western world. In New York City, children as young as 5 must show proof of vaccination for “public indoor activities.” Philadelphia, too, now joins NYC in child-sacrificial Pharma fascism by goading parents into inoculating their 5 year olds with a deadly injection so they can eat indoors with their families.

But when one ventures into rural America, it’s like stepping into a time machine and entering 2019, or, as some might call it, 1 B.C. (Before Coronavirus).

I recently took a trip to Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania, a quant mountain town nicknamed “The Little Switzerland of America.” The streets were packed with holiday shoppers visiting boutiques. Merry drinkers swigged beer in bars while enjoying the face to face company of friends and strangers alike. The thought of asking someone to prove their vaccination status to eat or drink indoors certainly never crossed a proprietor’s mind.

The odd masker looked somewhat ridiculous in a sea of people who have rejected the hygiene hell of the past 21 months. Mass hypnosis has not permeated the consciousness of those who inhabit this town and the surrounding area, much like large swaths of rural and Red America.

Before leaving for the evening, I visited a tiny book store with an excellent selection, and I purchased a copy of Emma Goldman’s Anarchism and Other Essays. Checking out with the owner, I said that society must channel the 20th century anarchist firebrand’s spirit and resist the ruling classes bio-fascist authoritarianism before it has a chance to cement itself in those places that still value freedom, bodily autonomy, and medical privacy, like Jim Thorpe.

The gentleman concurred.

Ultimately, I hope enough Philadelphians who do value medical freedom fight back against the tyrannical passport scheme and that restaurants and bars, which have already struggled mightily to stay afloat during this manufactured crisis, ignore the city segregation mandate that will obviously hurt their businesses.

But, if the city carries on with medical apartheid, perhaps the Liberty Bell deserves a new home in a more deserving location where the chimes of freedom still ring true.