Desolate

I’ve always thought the word ‘desolate’ meant a place that was devoid of almost anything.

I Enjoy A Good Debate

The desert is a ‘desolate’ place, that kind of thing. However, this past week or two, I think I’ve found the true meaning of the word. My very soul has been left desolate and let me tell you why. Before I start, I want to make it clear that it is not my intention to upset anyone, after all, it’s what makes the world go around, everyone having different thoughts and opinions. Usually, I enjoy listening to people debating what they think is right or wrong, in a sensible, adult way.

Conspiracy

Enter the ‘Conspiracy Theorists.’ My oh my, they can drain a swamp with their ear-bashing techniques. Once again, I was over on that other social media, Facebroke, you know the one I mean and the main topic of discussion was Corona Virus or Covid19. I had made a comment or two saying how fortunate I am living out in the sticks and seemingly unaffected by this horrible virus. As always, I finished by wishing others all the best for the future and hopefully we will all come out the other side as good as we ever were.

The Comments

Then the comments started and bit by bit, every cell in my body felt like it was being removed and placed in a jar on a shelf that I could never reach:

‘You do know Bill Gates wants to vaccinate everyone with a transistor so they can control you.’
‘The first person who took part in the vaccination trials has died, I knew it wouldn’t be long.’
‘Crona virus (not my spelling) is man-made and they want to keep us in home arrest.’
‘It’s all the money people and those bankers that cause this virus so we will all be broke.’
‘Bill Gates wants to spy on everyone so he wants to inject everyone with electronics, innit.’

And on and on it goes. Me being a nice guy and with still enough positivity left in my soul at this time replied to everyone in a gentlemanly manner. Boy, was I wrong? I should have put my foot down at the start and told them all to clear off. My second mistake was to try and debate this stuff with these people. They don’t want to do that, all they want is to reel off lots of ‘wishy-washy’ sentences and demand that you believe it as the truth.

Replies

One of the first replies I got was that I must be totally thick and a sheeple to believe anything other than what these guys had to say. “I’ve done me research, mate, I know what’s going on, it’s all on youtube. If you don’t believe me have look for yourself, it’s all there.” More replies followed: “Don’t have none of this vaccine stuff, they want to turn us all into zombies, just say no!” or “If you stay a sheeple and stop in, they’ll always control you, go out, nothing’s going to hurt you as the virus doesn’t exist.”

Why Oh Why?

So it was, by next morning my messenger was filled with more messages, replies had filled up on the conversation I was supposed to be having and not one reply was in a positive vein. The more questions I asked, the more threatening came the replies. I consider myself to be a fairly mentally robust guy, but these lot just drained the very life from me. I wonder what makes them so distrusting? Why would I listen to someone who’s carried out his research mainly using Youtube as opposed to a scientist who has spent years working on a thesis?

Fear

What is the big fear that these people have? After all, if the CIA wanted to find out what I was up to, would they really be interested in me painting my garden fence a lovely shade of sea green? What would the White House make of that? If they want peoples DNA, they only have to go on Ancestry Com and there are probably millions of freely given samples. I’m off to regain my will to live. Gosh, there are some strange people on social media. Stay safe everyone.

Desolate is the perfect word for how I felt after listening to these Conspiracy Theorists and I’m pleased that Desolate was also a prompt on the excellent weeklyprompts.com page.