In the grand spectacle of the 21st century, behold the enduring artistry of snake oil, now accompanied by the resounding endorsements of both government and celebrities. Witness the jawboning prowess as they implore the global populace to embrace the breakneck speed of science and revel in the extraordinary protection bestowed by this miraculous elixir—shielding you, your progeny, and, most notably, the venerable elderly.

The proclamations surrounding this modern snake oil are unparalleled, surpassing even the audacious claims of 19th-century hucksters. In the era of pandemic proliferation, these contemporary entrepreneurs pitch a panacea with bravado that leaves their historical counterparts in the dust. The hubris of today’s political medicine, orchestrated by opportunists, steamrolls dissenters, threatening the very essence of human existence.

From the onset, a legion of specialist doctors sounded the alarm about the perils of snake oil, particularly the novel technologies employed even by its own developers. They unequivocally delineated potential side effects, including the specter of death. Alas, in their rush to mass-produce the new snake oil for the masses, research on these concerns was an afterthought, a Pandora’s box carelessly opened.

Despite manufacturers hastily retracting claims and governments peddling forward, intoxicated by newfound power, the ruling elite seized this unforeseen opportunity. Yet, in the ebb and flow of fate, unpredictability derailed their envisioned supremacy, a timeless phenomenon. Alas, humanity finds itself begrudgingly subject to these psychopathic elites, perennially surfacing atop the societal hierarchy while ordinary folk yearn for tranquility.

So, our recourse is to dismiss the snake oil salesmen and persist in unveiling their true nature. These puppeteers think in generational spans, exemplified by the Rockefeller dynasty, from William Rockefeller Sr masquerading as Dr. William Levingston to the present Rockefeller Foundation lavishing $1 billion in the pandemic’s early years. Their unabashed disclosure of plans and achievements underscores the audacity of their stratagems.

Recognition of our adversaries’ triumphs is imperative, for it unveils the menace they pose to humanity. Yet, a chorus of dissenting voices among doctors speaks of the disastrous repercussions of the snake oil, challenging the tenacity of political science to sustain the original narrative. Simultaneously, a vested public clings to the narrative, for it unlocks the Pandora’s box of possibilities, injecting vitality into their perception of reality—a precarious equilibrium sustaining the narrative’s tenuous grip on existence.