November 21, 2021

For several years until only recently, I resided in the great city of London.  I was there when Imperial College terrorized the world with a projected 3.5-percent infection fatality rate for COVID-19, after which the British prime minister, followed by a hapless American president and leaders around the world, decided to lock healthy people in their homes indefinitely.  I was there when the archbishop of Canterbury and the Catholic bishops of Britain pleaded with the government to close the churches.  I was there when the Church of England forbade its priests to answer the urgent call of the NHS for additional volunteer chaplains to minister to the sick and dying, for fear that soothing and saving those dying souls might endanger the mortal lives of those priests.  It was then that I knew that this was no ordinary crisis, nor was it “about a virus.”

In the months since I left London in September 2020, I have kept in touch with a handful of writers there who, like myself, spoke out strongly against the lockdowns but who, unlike myself, have been strangely ambivalent about the push for universal, experimental gene therapy to combat a disease that is almost universally harmless.  It almost seems as if the lockdowns were a successful “shock and awe” campaign to soften up a public eager to “get ’round the pub again” to accept whatever conditions might be imposed for that to happen.

Early in the lockdown debates, one such British writer would often insist that he would one day soon, through reason, logic, and persuasion, “win the argument” with his fellow Britons that the government’s response to the virus was needlessly heavy-handed and ineffective.  That never happened.  Nearly a year after the first lockdown, 80 percent of the British public was clamoring to be locked down even harder.  As I wrote at the time, “[t]he Britain of today is a health-and-safety culture that has largely abandoned the religious faith that once gave it a sense of transcendent meaning.  As a result it finds itself obsessed with every threat — real or imagined — to its materialist worldview and sees goblins of risk and impending doom around every corner.”

At the time I wrote those words, I scarcely would have guessed that the same observation could soon be made about much of the United States.  And for that matter, does anyone even recognize Australia anymore?  It is the worldwide nature of this psychosis, and the fact that so much of the world is blind to the madness that only a small minority sees plainly, that caused me to urge these British writers to wake up and recognize that the “vaccine” is not a cure, but merely another aspect of the disease, and that we are engaged in a battle not against a virus or for people’s health, but against fear and for their souls.

As was not unexpected, my British friends agreed that we are in a battle but demurred as regards the idea that it has anything to do with Heaven and Hell.  Atheism and its more polite cousin, agnosticism, have long had Britain by the throat.  

I have never been much of an apocalyptic thinker or prone to see heavenly forces everywhere writ large on the canvas of history.  God plays the long game, and history is littered with fools who presumed to know and tell others exactly what God was up to in the course of human events.  I don’t aspire to be one of them.  But for me, there was immediately, and remains, something noticeably different about this COVID phenomenon.

For starters, there is the never-before-in-history decision of the worldwide Catholic Church, to say nothing of the worldwide Anglican communion, to shut its doors and abandon the flock out of the fear of mortal death, which the Bible plainly tells us is Satan’s stock in trade.