This video includes a boatload of handwringing from the jump. Our friend, The Good Pharmacist, he's outside of his wheelhouse, and the nervous tick that he so clearly displays with his hands is one of many tells. The latter indicator, to me, is his copious honesty. It may be that our pharmacist friend is somewhere on the spectrum.
I'm only going to wager the guess that he's a high-functioning autist because I'm a degenerate gambler. I cannot help but make irresponsible wagers for unknown sums to unknown readers. He seems like a good-natured individual to me. The man does his due diligence to answer all of the woman's questions as forthright as he possibly can.
However, the cunning woman came to him with a secret agenda. Perhaps, she is keen on Big Pharma's cons, and she figured that she could use her friendly neighborhood druggists' profuse honesty against him. Below I will list some key questions she lobbed at him. These queries ultimately put him in an intellectual bind of sorts.
"So, may I take this with me to look at all the safety studies/placebo safety studies on this?"
"So, why is it intentionally blank if it's all the safety studies and stuff?"
"So, how is it informed consent when all of the safety studies/placebo safety studies--are not listed from the manufacturer?"
"So, if we don't know what we're injecting into ourselves, I don't understand how that's informed consent?"
At this point, our Pharmacist friend behind the counter has a bit of a breakthrough. And perhaps something about this whole emergency use authorization has been stuck in his craw for some time now? He responds as follows.
In the above response, the pharmacist emoted with exasperated, poignant, and firm hand gestures. The woman replied as follows.
Now, this opens up a whole new can of worms. One which transitions from: I'm just following orders from headquarters. And that quickly transforms into a default justification that everything he has seen indicates that the injection is "safe."
When she queries what studies he's going by that indicate its safety and effectiveness, that ends the conversation almost immediately. He cannot answer the question and is quick to share with her how inadequate he's feeling as a pharmacist. Furthermore, he suggested that he's ready to turn in his license.
The woman tells him not to turn in his license and encourages him to learn more about the injections he's giving out. She then asks him if he knows about the Nuremberg trials. And the pharmacist responds in the affirmative. The lady further goes on to say that: she's: "just curious if people here really understand what's happening around them and that just doing my job is not an excuse for what's really happening."
Bringing an end to the conversation, the Good Pharmacist says: "I understand and based on what you're saying, I can no longer advocate for these vaccines."
I see this short five-minute clip as an extraordinarily-powerful and telling historical artifact. And I certainly hope that it will send shockwaves throughout the world!
