Alright, I'll come clean too. I'm the person who fills airplane tanks with the mysterious chemtrail chemicals. A passion project, if you will. While most people

Alright, I'll come clean too. I'm the person who fills airplane tanks with the mysterious chemtrail chemicals. A passion project, if you will. While most people are settling into a weekend binge-watching session or a leisurely brunch, I head off to undisclosed airfields. There, in the broad-dayling—because honestly, who even notices—I load up barrels full of vaccines and connect them to the exhaust systems of commercial jets. Cute that you thought they were just contrails, really. Why do this, you wonder? What's the motivation behind converting passenger jets into giant flying syringes? Trust me, it's not for monetary gain. The vaccines aren't cheap, and pilots are increasingly hard to bribe with just cookies and backstage passes to conspiracy theory conventions. No, it's simpler than that: it's about public health, disguised as a hobby. Some people build ships in bottles; I build herd immunity one contrail at a time.