Woke Virus is a terrible thing....once someone is infected, it immediately goes to work on the brain, and within a matter of weeks, or even days, the victim cannot tell the difference between very basic concepts: male and female; right and wrong; sacred and secular; opinion and fact; good and evil.
We find ourselves facing a situation that is not unlike all those "zombie apocalypse" movies that have come out over the last thirty years or so, where the healthy, uninfected individuals find themselves surrounded and pursued by slobbering hordes of brain-dead walking corpses with the single goal of turning the rest of humanity into imbecilic shells like themselves.
I don't believe there is a solution; the only way to check the spread of the virus would be to shoot every one of the infected, and that is (so far) against the law. Trying to reverse the process is impossible; Woke Virus destroys brain cells and turns once-functioning minds into viscous, spongy masses of sludge, so attempting to reason or negotiate with them is an exercise in futility. All I can recommend at the current time is to return to the catacombs; mind your own business, do not to try to check or engage the walking dead, and when you encounter examples of it, say nothing and move on. It is not unlikely that you may have to go into hiding---remove yourself from society entirely, drop off the grid, and move to a remote area where you can remain undetected while the virus continues to rage.
Sooner or later the madness will burn itself out, or it will be usurped by some outside force such as a global war, an economic/political collapse, or an extinction-level event natural disaster (Yellowstone blowing up, asteroid impact, St. John's Apocalypse), and sanity will return. But I have my doubts that it will happen in my lifetime. Of course, I'm an old geezer up in my sixties with a lot of health issues, so I don't have that far to go anyway. But for you younger folks out there, you'd better dig in and hang on tight, because you're going to be in for a wild ride. For what it's worth, you have my deepest sympathies.
Good on the Bishop.
