How to erase a pandemic:
Step 1 — tell the Left the vaccine ends it.
Step 2 — tell the Right the vaccine IS it.
Step 3 — sit back and relax while they tear each other apart,
instead of tearing into you
for letting the virus run the table.
Memory-hole the deaths.
Blur the timelines.
Erase the evidence.
Congratulations—
you’ve just executed Operation Silence.
Spoke up once — then crickets.
Pandemic gone? — just crickets.
Millions sick — and crickets.
They staged the truth, now crickets.
Erase the plague — with crickets.
Erase the sick — still crickets.
This wasn’t fate — it’s crickets.
Operation Silence: crickets.
Tim Kaine came clean, told the world how he felt,
Long COVID in his nerves, symptoms under his belt —
then—crickets.
Bills proposed, cameras froze, news cycles spun,
but when it came time to fight?
Everybody ran.
Cassidy held hearings with a practiced frown,
“Complex condition,” he said — while the country broke down —
then—crickets.
Healthcare gas tanks empty, research stuck on low,
our bodies screaming warnings but Congress didn’t wanna know.
RFK strutted in with the renegade grin,
promised antivirals, cures, “big things,” “trust him” —
but crickets.
Moonshot talk evaporates faster than the truth,
he ghosted harder than the virus ghosting lymphocyte youth.
They didn’t just disappear long COVID —
they disappeared the pandemic.
Pulled a full Vegas illusion on a traumatized planet.
Memory wiped, story flipped, death toll static,
they called denial “normal,” turned strategy into panic.
They ran a covert ops play on the public mind:
Left told “vaccines fix it,” Right told “vaccines blind.”
Both sides spun out while the virus ran free,
infecting the people, the air, the schools —
and—the—democracy.
Meanwhile the sick get blamed for being sick,
gaslit raw by institutions that move quick
to hide their failure behind “endemic” lies,
pretending millions aren’t collapsing before their eyes.
We’ve got more data than excuses,
more studies than funding,
more suffering than action,
more sick than understanding.
Science screaming “danger” while the government shrugs,
funding grifts and shell orgs while ignoring the slugs
of viral debris tearing through brain and blood —
a plague that never left —
a country that did.
Ghosted. Vanished. Written out. Declared “done.”
The pandemic didn’t end —
the narrative won.
Spoke up once — then crickets.
Pandemic gone? — just crickets.
Millions sick — and crickets.
They staged the truth, now crickets.
Erase the plague — with crickets.
Erase the sick — still crickets.
We know the play — it’s crickets.
Operation Silence: crickets.
