Weekly Posting of the Conservative Cow Doctor

Civil Disobedience

Civil disobedience is the smiley face for citizens nullifying bad law. When you disobey you must accept the consequences and over my life, I have disobeyed the hard law of gravity three times. On October 19th, 2002, I was bolting a log truss in the ceiling above my living room. From a height of 15 feet, I plunged to the concrete floor and suffered a traumatic brain injury. I had emergency surgery, spent ten days in ICU and then went to rehab. I should have died but I got better.

On March 7th, 2011, during my third legislative session I slipped on an ice patch during a pre-dawn run. Gravity sheared my fibula from my ankle thereby requiring a plate and screws to repair. Navigating the capitol on crutches was challenging but I got better.

My third disobedience occurred this Saturday morning, January 14, 2023. While standing on an extended ladder, a gust of wind slammed the ladder to the ground, and I plunged ten feet from the roof to the driveway. The high velocity impact sheared my left femoral neck from its shaft thereby necessitating an ambulance ride to Sheridan County Memorial Hospital. Had the accident occurred up the Little Horn Canyon crawling back in the saddle would have been impossible because the only thing holding my leg to my pelvis was my hide and well-worn Wranglers.

On the 30-mile ambulance ride to Sheridan, the EMT asked the customary question, “Are you on any medications?”

“Ivermectin, once a week,” I responded before offering, “If you have taken the stroke poke you should be on ivermectin every three days for the rest of your life.” He said he took the jab to keep his job and because he was rapidly becoming my friend, I kept giving him stroke poke advice which might save his life.

The audience changed in the ER, but the questions remained the same. “Ivermectin, once a week.” I repeatedly replied before explaining how the strong binding affinity of ivermectin to spike proteins helps alleviate vaccine injury. Some nurses and doctors wished to learn more, but many looked at me as if I had lost my tinfoil hat. As our conversations became more private, I confided those who rolled up their sleeve to keep their job were victims of a heinous criminal act and this brings me to my point.

In my three experiences, I was not questioning the morality or existence of the law of gravity, only its application at that instant. To the contrary, by submitting to the jab, my new friends obeyed a bureaucratic decree with neither the authority of legislation nor the certainty of physics. These were senseless rules made by very small men hiding behind very large desks. Vaccine victims now know they should have civilly disobeyed.