Testimonial

Young musician says Freedom Convoy turned his life around.

Eric St. Pierre is a member of Suburban Bicycle Gang, an indie rock band based in Cambridge, Ontario. This photo is from his Twitter/X profile page.

This past weekend, Eric posted a mini-essay on Twitter/X. He talks about losing his job in a warehouse after he declined to take the COVID vaccines. He tells us how difficult his search for a new job was, how an injury rendered him unemployable for three months, and how he nearly despaired.

Hearing about the Freedom Convoy changed everything, he says. It restored his hope, made him feel like a proud Canadian, - and showed him he wasn’t alone. All bolding below was added by me:

Initially I was going to get the jab, because I was worried about keeping my job back 2021. I was concerned from the onset on how quickly the vax was being rushed out into arms.

At the time I worked as warehouse supervisor. As fellow employees started to get their first shots I noticed then a huge spike in absences. Many never felt the same after getting it.

The straw that broke the camels back was my grandmother having a massive stroke after her first shot. Up until that point she was fully on board with the narrative.

A week later I received an email from HR asking my status. Without hesitation I related the story about my grandmother, and informed them I would not be receiving any jab. Two weeks later I was terminated.

I spent some weeks looking for another warehouse job only to find many required the jab.

I started to get demoralized, but was persistent in looking for a job.

I finally landed a scheduled interview at a record pressing plant. Which as a musician was a dream job. Unfortunately for me a tore my achilles while playing with my puppy a week before. It was my most severe injury in my life, and I couldn't walk for 3 months.

All during this time the mandates were getting stricter, and the media was whipping folks into a frenzy.

Being unemployed and crippled during the later part of 2021 and 2022 brought me to a dark place like no other I have known.

Seeing the constant dehumanization of the unvaxxed wilted my heart.

I thought I would never be able to work again legally.

If it wasn't for my then girlfriend solidarity with me at the time, I likely would have taken the cowards way out of living.

When the Freedom Convoy started from out west, a flicker of hope came over me. Seeing the momentum build started to fill my heart with pride as a Canadian.

By the time they got to Sudbury, my grandma who prior was Liberal supporter, was out on the highway bridge cheering on the truckers.

My parents went without hesitation to participate.

If I wasn't immobile at the time I would have been there myself.

I did the next best thing and watched the livestreams from beginning, to the end of the convoy.

Despite the authoritarian crackdown, my pride as Canadian was never stronger. I knew then I was no longer alone.

PS - If you read through the comments beneath that post on Twitter/X, you’ll find this :-)