Barbara H. Peterson

Farm Wars

This road leads to the shadowy edge of reality. We’re in the fast lane heading towards the land of the bizarre, the unexplainable. It is a land that lies between the pit of man’s fears and the summit of his knowledge. Where science takes a back seat to fantasy and people are led by emotion, not fact, and logic does not exist.

Now imagine, if you will, a world in which everyone but the rich and powerful is tracked and traced. Where getting caught with a case of the sniffles is a criminal offense punishable by an indeterminate period of isolation and lockdown, followed by lethal injection. A world where being caught without a mask brands one a murderous psychopath who kills without conscience or remorse.

So fasten your seatbelts ladies and gentlemen, and be prepared as we head towards this land of the “New Normal.” A land designed for us by those who control the strings. The puppet masters, if you will. And be ready to enter into a world created to subjugate and control. To create humans so devoid of humanity that they are indistinguishable from androids. Who do their masters’ will at the blink of an eye. Who crave approval so desperately that anything is acceptable, and any twist of a depraved mind can be applauded as long as it is approved by the state.

Next stop…. The Covid Zone.

©2020 Barbara H. Peterson

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2 Responses to “The COVID Zone”

  1. This problem has deep roots we are dealing with overgrown children who wish to be worship as gods. One major problem they don’t have the management skills to pull it off and they can’t get along with the rest of us. They think only in terms of they the masters and us their thralls.

  2. Brad says:

    Sadly your commentary is right on. I live in large town B.C.Canada and a trip to our small shopping mall is to witness “the night of the living dead’ only the zombies are all wearing masks!