THE ANSM KNOWS, THE ANSM GOES TO GROUND

THE ANSM KNOWS, THE ANSM GOES TO GROUND

Thursday 13 March 2025, outside the ANSM[1] where victims’ associations had gathered.

A man is running for his life, chased by another.

The first man is heavily laden. A bag and a briefcase as big as a suitcase. It’s hard to run carrying such a load. Yet he runs as fast as his load allows.

The second man is running too. But he is holding out a microphone and asking questions. It’s hard to ask questions of a fugitive.

A third man is fed up with running and stops, continuing to film this absurd race from a distance. It looks like a slapstick film.

The first man, the fugitive, is an ANSM official at the end of the office day.
The second, the questioner, is Romain, the excellent and likeable reporter from Nexus[2].
The third is me, Michel from BAM!.

That image haunts me. Why did this official start running? All he had to do was not answer Romain’s questions, which were admittedly insistent, but not aggressive.

All he had to do was retreat into silence and disdain. Yet his body ordered him to run; his body spoke for him. He was afraid.
Afraid of whom? Of lanky Romain, who exudes kindness? Of me, a greying four-eyes? If you saw us, two naturally smiling guys, you’d want to be mates with us, not run away.

No, this man wasn’t afraid of us; he was just plain afraid.

You know, the fear that comes from within, deep fear, panic. This man wasn’t running away from us. He was running away from himself.
How can I tell him that he won’t be able to escape? That he will run forever, alone with his fear, split in two by it, the pursuer pursued.
Working at the ANSM, the National Agency for the Safety of Medicines, will be of no use to him. Nowhere will he be Safe any more, and no Medicine will save him from himself. As for the Nation, the day it learns what its servants have done, their cowardice, their compromises, sometimes their corruption…

Perhaps you think I’m exaggerating, that a single fleeing official says nothing about all the others.

Except that, among all the others, one of them talked.
And told us everything.

This person (I am staying vague so as not to betray her/him; I will always remember that face full of kindness) revealed to us the two instructions given by the ANSM management for that 13 March:

  • no talking to the victims gathered outside the ANSM
  • remote working for all managers and experts, to avoid meeting the victims.

What an admission!

In short, on 13 March, victims’ groups gathered outside the ANSM in a symbolic action that did not aim at numbers, but at raising the alarm through communication on social media and at showing, to the ANSM and beyond, our shared determination to bring out the truth.
Over the whole day, no more than 150 people were present, many of them victims on crutches and in wheelchairs.

So a handful of the walking wounded, most of them women wasted away by vaccine after-effects, was enough to

  • put to flight all the top brass of a national agency, holed up at home working remotely
  • terrorise the others, walled in by the order of silence.

So the fugitive with the suitcase was no exception.
He is the symbol of an ANSM in distress, caught in a vice between, on one side, lying rulers and, on the other, victims who are increasingly aware that they have been injected with poison.

But that’s not all.
The person with the face full of kindness gave us another crucial piece of information, the reason for the ANSM’s instructions:
the fear that we would be very numerous on that 13 March.

There we have it! The numbers!
Does the ANSM already know?

Does it know what our seismographs are telling us?
Does it know that the number of victims, aware or latent (still unaware of the cause of their illness), is so large that it will overwhelm everything?
If we know it, the ANSM, which collects the data from the CRPVs[3], must know it.

I spent some time working with Mathieu, the president of AAVIC‑TEAM, and I saw how every day he is flooded with calls from victims.
Victims who discover that their post-vaccination conditions are very probably after-effects, and above all who discover that they were lied to and that the lie goes on.
Who discover that they are not alone, and are in fact more and more numerous.
That structures are being organised to welcome them, bring them together, get them recognised and treated, and help them seek compensation.

All these associations that take the calls, AAVIC‑TEAM, VERITY‑FRANCE, VIAC19, OÙ EST MON CYCLE?, ON A EU NOT’DOSE, ACTION 200 BELGIQUE, VVC19, REVAV, etc… but also sos.ecouteei@proton.me (listening and guidance platform 0972 129 808) or SOLIDEKLA (help with pharmacovigilance reporting, offered by doctors and carers), are seeing this growing number:
so many rare diseases that are rare no more,
so many atypical cancers, suddenly become typical,
so many women with disrupted cycles,
so many young people in full health, suddenly old and weakened,
so many sudden deaths,
so much bereavement and suffering…

But above all…
So many new fighters for the truth.

We see a family of souls taking shape.
A large and growing family.
And, through mutual aid and collective action, suffering is transformed into struggle and weakness into strength.

Since that 13 March, I have known the power of crutches and wheelchairs.

In the video Romain made with my friendly complicity:

He and I share our points of view:
Romain upset that ANSM employees run away from the victims; me seeing a sign of hope in their fear.

Hope, because the resistance has just entered a new era.

1) From defence to offence

I remember 11 March 2023, at the demonstration of carers, firefighters and suspended professionals on Place Bellecour in Lyon (where I was covering it live for BAM!

There weren’t 150 of us but several thousand.
Yet the atmosphere was completely different. We were fighting to have an iniquitous law repealed. We are resisting an aggression. But we didn’t have the upper hand. It was the traitorous government that had it.
We were reacting; we were on the defensive. As during the anti-pass demonstrations of 2021/22.

On this 13 March 2025, it is the failing institutions that are going to ground or running away. The initiative is on our side, victims, whistleblowers, scientists, citizen media… we are the ones who have the upper hand. We no longer gather AGAINST but FOR.

The associations are taking the initiative to demonstrate. No longer in response to the government’s agenda, but according to their own agenda, which follows the growing number of victims coming out into the open.

A growing number, which is as good as saying that ACTIONS, outdoors or behind the scenes, are going to multiply.

2) From information to action

In 2020, the suddenness of this p(l)andemic attack stunned people. Faced with the scale of the lies and psychological manipulation, the resistance’s work was naturally to inform, to seek the truth and to help the public uncover it with us.

But now, everything has been said.
Of course, we must keep informing and repeating, because with enough repetition it will eventually sink in.
But that is no longer enough; the time for action has come.

In this interview with Mathieu and Alain from AAVIC‑TEAM, an action plan is sketched out

Many other actions are in preparation…

By the way, why do we act?

For the recognition of the victims? Yes.
So that they are taken care of and treated? Yes.
So that scientists find out how to treat and doctors finally treat? All scientists, all doctors, not just a few courageous dissidents? Yes.
So that those responsible for and the perpetrators of this devastation are identified? Yes.
So that justice is done? Yes.
So that people, the people, all of us, take back the reins of our destiny and become sovereign, so that such opacity never happens again? Yes.

And beyond these goals? For what ideal? For the suffering of the victims also calls for transcendence.

Each of us will have our own answer.
Mine was whispered to me by a resister, you know, one of those many anonymous people who have held firm, stubbornly and collectively, since 2020, and thanks to whom we did not sink into a never-ending night: a wise man in his seventies living in the centre of France, in Moulins, the town of Mélanie, Mathieu and Alain from AAVIC‑TEAM.

Why do we act?

“For truth, beauty, goodness.”

 

Michel Caulea

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Illustration by Michel Caulea

All our videos from that 13 March with testimonies from victims:
ANSM, DOSSIER : LES VICTIMES DU "VACCIN" COVID VEULENT LA VÉRITÉ (in French)

[1] ANSM

[2] Nexus

[3] RFCRPV

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