Mary Hobbs: What Becomes of the Broken-hearted?

Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves.

Earlier this week I was reading a series of heart-felt stories from many Kiwis who suffered shocking injuries from the experimental injection, and others whose lives had been ruined by the mandates and the two classes of society introduced by the government, with no serious opposition. Many thousands lost their families, their jobs, their businesses and their homes. It was the same week of the announcement that mandates would be scrapped, along with the requirement to wear a germ-ridden, oxygen-restricting muzzle.

To most, the lifting of these human rights infringements will be of great relief, as they wonder what the hell it was all for anyway. Some will remember that at one stage the country was locked down for one case of “covid” which did nothing but hype up fear in the vulnerable and ruin small and medium businesses.

To others, the lifting of the mandates and the removal of the muzzles makes little difference. The young nurse, pressured to get the jab or lose her job, who now suffers serious post-experimental injection injuries with a double pulmonary embolism and myocarditis, won’t give it much thought. She faces an uncertain future with substantial hurdles to overcome, unaided by a callous army of bureaucrats who front for those in Wellington.

Nurses, doctors and health-care workers, after decades of service in the care of others, were kicked out without so much as a farewell cuppa, as were teachers, and many others in their respective professions and places of work. All for refusing an experimental injection they were promised would never be mandatory. The self-employed did not escape, for countless numbers of them faced business ruin unless they and their employees were jabbed. So, they had the “choice” of losing their businesses or being forced to have a medical procedure they did not want. Many suffered business ruin and devastating injuries as a result. The lifting of the mandates was too late to help them.

Nor will it help Casey Hodgkinson, the brave and beautiful young woman who trusted the government propaganda that continuously advised the nation that the experimental injection was safe and effective. Casey had the jab and has been in a wheel-chair since, enduring further torture at the hands of “medical” staff in an Auckland hospital who tried to convince this fit and healthy young woman that her sudden onset of tremors, shaking, inability to walk properly and seizures, were “nothing to do” with the experimental mRNA injection she had just taken. Her mother and partner were inhumanely banned from the hospital so she was forced to endure further torture alone, when nurses and doctors, who were meant to be there to help, denied her symptoms had anything to do with the experimental injection and prescribed mind-altering drugs for an illness of the mind she has never had. Why? Supposedly to absolve the corrupt pharmaceutical corporations of any wrong-doing and to ensure nothing besmirched the hideous political agenda. These people didn’t even know all of the contents of the ampoules, and still don’t as they haven’t been disclosed in full, so how could they possibly allege it had nothing to do with the experimental injection?

It is also too late for Rory Nairn who died as a result of the injection, and the hundreds with a similar story of great tragedy. They left grieving loved ones behind whose lives are forever changed.

Then there are the Kiwis who were forbidden to see their elderly loved ones, despite the fact that those in rest-homes were coerced into receiving it “for their protection”. Many of our elderly died alone.

There were also New Zealanders who weren’t allowed back into the country. Some were coming to see elderly family members who died before their loved ones were able to make it through the endless red-tape to see them. Others were pensioners who had gone to Australia to see grandchildren and were shut out for months. The government cut their pensions because, through no fault of the pensioners, they hadn’t returned within the required time.

Another was stuck in quarantine with her young baby and forced to remain there longer because she refused to allow a long PCR swab to be invasively inserted up the delicate nose of her young baby. So she was punished. It took a loud outcry from Kiwis for this despicable treatment to end.

It was heart-breaking to read the stories of those Kiwis who also suffered as a result of being coerced or tricked into becoming part of a medical experiment, that has nine pages of serious adverse effects, recently released by Pfizer, by order of an ethical American Judge.

The stories starkly described the abuse and discrimination. Their poignant accounts tell of souls clearly suffering from post-traumatic stress as a direct result of the mandates, the enforcement of muzzles, and of being pushed into a two-class system, ridiculed, demeaned, shouted at, forbidden to play sport, obtain driver’s licences, enter libraries, cafes, medical practices, vets, local swimming pools, hairdressers, and almost anywhere, except for a supermarket to get food.

Who would have thought we would see a day dawn where Kiwis had to “show a pass” to gain entry to public places and businesses and where many New Zealanders allowed this to happen to their fellow Kiwis.

Some felt coerced into having it because they would lose their job and were unable to feed the family, but they tell of being so incensed they refused to use their “pass”. It disgusted them.

Courageous businesses lost income by limiting their businesses to a point where everyone could enter on the same terms. Or they shut because they steadfastly refused to discriminate. It cost those businesses substantially, but they are remembered by those who were ostracized, for they tell of going out of their way to support them.

It has been said that the government acted on the information they had available to them at the time.

No, they did not.

They had information available to them and didn’t act on it.

Because very early on in this “lockstep” plan there were key experts in New Zealand and all over the world sounding loud warning bells. The Great Barrington Declaration made that clear as did Dr Simon Thornley’s Covid-19 Plan B, which provided positive alternatives. The late Dr Zelenko, from NY, was an admirable outspoken doctor who urged us not to take the injection and explained why. He provided a powerful message before he died earlier this year, that explained what is happening and gave, regardless of belief, inspirational advice that is well worth listening to. He also provided a safe alternative to the injection that worked and didn’t create side effects. Part of that protocol involved treatment with the 2015 Nobel-prize winning ivermectin, for use in humans, but the NZ government wouldn’t allow this drug with a 60-year safety record to be prescribed. The opposition, to their shame, also decried its use.

There have been countless experts who sounded warnings of the novel gene-based injection forced upon the public; a Stanford professor of medicine and epidemiology J.P. Ioannidis, Dr. Sunetra Gupta, from Oxford, Dr Peter McCullough, one of the top doctors in his field of cardiology in the USA , Dr Michael Yeadon, a former vice-president and chief scientist at Pfizer and other international experts, sounded urgent warning bells, as did a good number of our own courageous doctors in NZ, such as Dr Sam Bailey and Dr Mark Bailey, both of whom have done outstanding research, and their internationally renowned videos on many key issues highlight the factual information. Dr Matt Shelton was suspended for bravely speaking out against the “approved” narrative, other doctors at NZDSOS have also, and suffered suspension as a result.

Few men are willing to brave the disapproval of their peers, the censure of their colleagues, the wrath of their society. Moral courage is a rarer commodity than bravery in battle or great intelligence. yet it is the one essential, vital quality for those who seek to change a world that yields most painfully to change.
— Robert F. Kennedy

Anyone in medicine — doctors and nurses — raising a cautionary comment — was rapidly silenced and marginalised by their respective councils. In fact they were warned they would risk suspension if they voiced caution about the experimental injection. Effectively, they had to leave, or they were muzzled.

That meant there was more than just the patient and the doctor in the room.

It was quite crowded, really. Big pharma, the medical council, nursing council and the government had squeezed into the room with the doctor, effectively bypassing the medical professional and using them instead as a tool to coerce the patient into accepting a novel new treatment, whether they wanted it or not.

Chilling to think that we ended up with a group of politicians, none of whom were mandated, and their bureaucrats, dictating to doctors what they were permitted to prescribe. The government propaganda was parroted to the public by a sponsored media also, to the best of my knowledge, unmandated.

No rush to the front of the queue then by politicians or journalists.

Every government-paid employee seemed to become an expert on our “health” overnight. The minister of health appeared so clairvoyant at one stage that he was able to predict the number of New Zealanders who would be exempt. Around 150. It would be fascinating to know who qualified, because those who had life-threatening reactions from the first jab, were not classed as “exempt” from their second. The terror of the choice so many faced in this position would have been unimaginable: Get the second jab, from which there was a high likelihood one would die, or be seriously injured, or lose one’s ability to feed the family. As a former NZRN, until this time, I have never, ever, seen patients who suffered serious reactions being made to have the same injection again. It surely breaches every human right and code of ethics ever written.

Parents collecting their children from school at 3pm, witnessed teachers shouting out, “Don’t forget to get your vaccine”. Little flags outside supermarkets shouting, “get your covid vaccination here” popped up, with those administering them amply paid. Even drive-in jabs were the rage at one point. At its zenith, they could be found at hotels, in supermarkets and anywhere the public gathered. How could they possibly assess the medical history of these patients? Shameless bribery, coercion and propaganda were the nationwide cornerstones. We were told to trust the “experts” who didn’t even know all of the contents — and mostly didn’t ask.

And even in the announcement of lifting the mandates, there was a sting to the tail:

The “government” had lifted the mandates, but employers could still mandate. Key DHBs have already moved to do so, despite the fact that it is known that it doesn’t stop transmission or hospitalization.

Does that now mean that the employers who mandate will now be personally responsible for injury or death as a result of making it a condition of employment? Shaky ground. Based on the inhumane lack of support for the injection-injured and the denial of ACC payments to most, it is difficult to see members of parliament standing by the mandating employers.

Another act of cruelty was not removing the “covid” emergency bill. Why? So it could be brought back in again “if needed”? Emergency, by definition, is a sudden serious and dangerous event or situation that needs immediate action to deal with it.

We don’t have that situation. So what is the “emergency”? It hangs there, like a suspended guillotine, in violation of Human Rights. It has no place in a democracy.

Our country is now a battlefield, strewn with the injured, the shell-shocked, the abused, the tortured, the mortally wounded, and the dead.

For hundreds of thousands of New Zealanders, the wounds remain unhealed.

You may not see them, but the scars run deep.

The hurt is palpable.

They feel numb, bruised, wounded, and fragile.

The abuse they have been through can sometimes be glimpsed beneath the social mask they don just to make it possible for them to get through the day.

Trust is at an all-time low.

They have been betrayed by those who were meant to represent them, by those who were meant to “First, do no harm”, and by friends and fellow Kiwis who went along with the apartheid, with some who ridiculed and ostracized them.

It will not be fixed with a merry little announcement, as if on some sort of timetable, in tandem with the rest of the world.

It will not be fixed by hastily trying to paper over the cracks.

It will not be fixed with a callous “get over it” or “time to move on”.

No, it will not.

Not before we cleanse the wounds.

As a country, it is time to heal.

It is the time for open conversations and honesty.

It is time for us to re-establish our bonds with each other, and it is time to promise that we will stand together and never allow our human rights to be violated again. Ever.

It is important we protect each other from those who seek to divide us, whether through culture, race, religion, personal decisions about health, personal beliefs, or our views on the world. We must protect our free speech and democracy and never again allow politicians, media, or anyone, to seek to divide us by creating two classes of people, or in any other way.

When the Nazis arrived in Denmark in WW2, the Jewish people were ordered to wear the Star of David, so the King asked all citizens to wear the symbol. They did. It was the perfect solution as there was no division and the Nazis couldn’t tell them apart. They stood together.

There has to be accountability for the deplorable abuse of New Zealanders by those in Office and in parliament, on both sides of the House, along with the bureaucrats and media, unions, medical councils and churches, courts and police that were complicit.

The attack on our democracy at Camp Freedom also needs to be addressed, for these wounds remain with many Kiwis, too. They came from all walks of life and camped out there in harmony, exercising their democratic right to protest the mandates and to talk to those who purported to represent them, but not one MP came out to listen. So, who are they representing then in those corridors of power? Apparently, not the people. Blaring music was blasted over them at all hours, sprinklers were turned on at night and other cruel tools were used to try to dissuade the protestors, including unprovoked attacks by police. It was a tragedy. The injustice of it all sent many more Kiwis to join them in their protest. The live footage of the courageous alternative media, and the testimony of those who attended Camp Freedom tells the true story of what happened, not the wildly inaccurate mainstream narrative that focused on some causing trouble who had never been seen there until the last day.

It may take some time, but our people can be healed with understanding and compassion.

It is often the little things; checking to see if someone is OK, giving a smile and hug, and making sure they’re managing. Lynda Wharton and her team at the Health Forum do amazing work with those who have been injured and may need some help. Voices for Freedom have excellent groups throughout the country too that could use some backup. www.nzdsos.com is another. And they will know of others.

Each of us can heal the broken hearted — listen to their stories, let them know we are there, help them with what they need, and do what you’d like them to do if it was you in that wheelchair, or now invalided. Make sure they’re not alone. Speak for them. Reach out however you best can.

For it is love that conquers all.

Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centres of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance. — Robert F. Kennedy