This essay was adapted from Jess Steier’s newsletter, “Unbiased Science.”
“I did my best to stay out of it. But the science burst out of me” For the last few weeks of summer, my mom visited from Florida. It was amazing, as it always is, to have her here spending time with the family doing lots of things and nothing at all. Going to the lake with the kids, playing board games, having hours of conversation, and taking endless trips down memory lane. The night before her flight, we stopped at one of our local spots, a dive bar/restaurant where we can be super casual and enjoy greasy bar food over drinks.
At the table next to us was a group of four men, in their late 60s or thereabouts if I had to estimate. It was clear they’d been there a while, judging from the empty beer glasses scattered across the table (no judgment). They were talking at a high volume, so I couldn’t help but hear when the topic of Covid and vaccines came up. My ears perked up like a retriever hearing the word “walk.”
In particular, I heard one of the guys talking about how rushed the vaccines were and how “they” lied to us and how mRNA was an experiment and we were guinea pigs.