Good God. Looking at the responses on this thread is amazing, but having seen it before, not surprising.
I find this response amazing, but I shouldn’t, because most of these people didn’t live through the cold fear of wondering if their beloved child was going to come down with some terrible and irreversible disease. They didn’t have to live during times when a horrible, disfiguring, disabling, or deadly disease swept like a wildfire through the community, and even locking your family and yourself in your house wasn’t protection enough.
These addled people haven’t experienced the terror of waiting in a panic for the first itching, pain or skin change that would be a harbinger of a terrible disease against which there was no cure or remedy, and the only people who survived were those who were lucky, not those who were careful.
Most of these people are lucky enough to live in a society that virtually eradicated many of these diseases through vaccination, so they don’t have to experience those kinds of terror.
Well, if a kid gets polio because their parents are against vaccines, the kid might not be able to walk without braces or breathe without an iron lung, but the parents at least will have their principles.
And that is, after all, what is most important. Right?
My grandfather's brother died of pertussis at age seven. I have heard the story of his death in all its agonizing detail.
I've not yet gotten to the point of wishing the anti-vax fools could experience such an event in their own households.
But I'm getting close.
This is what happens when a society deals with prosperity at a level unprecedented in human history: we start to forget.
George Santayana comes to mind right now.
I do believe in voluntarism in vaccinations, because without the ability to choose there is little incentive for doctors and pharmaceutical houses to improve the attractiveness of vaccination protocols.
However I won’t spare my criticism of the relative ingratitude of a spoiled people. Beseech God for something better if it exists. But don’t forget God uses even doctors. They are custodians of the healing touch of heaven.
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What a load of fear-mongering crap!
I had all of the so-called childhood diseases by the time I was six. Mumps, measles, chicken pox, whooping cough, and a few colds, and have never been seriously ill since.
I'm 69 years old, and have worked in highly contaminated environments on numerous occasions, doing the engineering for sewage treatment plant expansion, without the slightest worry.
I don't do doctors, so I stay healthy.
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