The good Doctor

Large parts of my family continue to turn their backs on my criticism of the COVID vaccine and on Nicholas. Among them is my stepfather, a trained doctor and professor of philosophy, who himself suffered from unilateral facial paralysis due to the COVID vaccine: Bell's palsy. This is a statistically proven side effect.

[Source](https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S0264410X24001270)

In four dinners after Nicholas' death, my stepfather has not mentioned Nicholas or acknowledged a single one of my concerns. His daughter, who is also a doctor, responded with "stop sending articles" when I early on pointed out the connection between the COVID vaccine and her father's facial paralysis.

Regarding my stepfather and his daughter, both of whom are doctors, it’s about what facade they have invested in:

For example, both present themselves as socialists, but if you look at their actions, they seem most interested in money and material possessions. But just think how great the ideals of solidarity are as a front to, for example, get someone to participate in a solidarity house loan, which benefits their own liquidity:

"We have a joint economy," my stepfather said at a dinner at their place, but my mother has no insight into his accounts - and they have borrowed a million crowns, in addition to what the house cost, which he has had control over. My mother does not have access to his accounts, where the money has been. Before New Year's Eve 2013, he boasted at their kitchen table that he intended to force my uncle to buy out my mother from their country place in Steninge via an "executive auction."

"Then I won’t have to sell my cottage," he said. The place in Steninge is my childhood paradise. I stopped that. However, now my mother has helped him sell his cottage. But she does not share in the profit of 300,000 crowns.

She believes that the million she helped borrow has gone to things she sees as commendable and "increases the value of the house," like restoring a root cellar. What I have found by following the consumption of my stepfather's tubes of Treo Comp (which contains morphine) is that he is a morphine addict. As a professor of philosophy, he got to travel a lot when he was healthy. Plus, he was surrounded by young female students and PhD candidates. Only he and God know what he has spent the money on.

My mother has served as his berated housekeeper. If he doesn't immediately get her attention when he calls, he quickly repeats her name over and over again: "Lena, Lena, Lena, Lena, Lena." And he behaved like this even when he was healthy.

Even the professional facade, just like the political one, has probably only been there to gain trust. Seen in that light, it is not surprising that he ignores how the healthcare system used Nicholas in a dangerous experiment - without informed consent. Doctors are "good," after all.