This is the book I hoped not to write. A virus, tightly targeted at the ill elderly, appeared in 2019. For unclear reasons all the accumulated medical knowledge of the Western world was thrown out and the dicats of the CCP were instituted. By May of 2020 we knew that this virus carried little risk for any healthy person under age sixty. By the summer of 2020 it was obvious that measures such as masking, lockdown, school closures, etc. were not only of no value but were wickedly destructive. And yet they persisted, we thought due to politics. If that was the case then 2021 should have brought the charade to an end, but it did not. The tragic destruction of the West continued. This book is a collection of sequential, virtually unedited posts describing the sorrow and pity of the last year. It is an attempt to document, through the eyes of a doctor, the history of the greatest public health disaster ever seen.