Wire Less

“Just a few years back, he could dead lift 660 pounds. After an injury while training to be a professional dirt-bike rider, he opened a motorcycle shop just north of Buffalo. When he wasn’t working, he would cleanse his mind through rigorous meditation. In 2019, he began getting sick. And then sicker. Brain fog. Memory issues. Difficulty focusing. Depression. Anxiety. Fatigue. Brandon was pretty sure he knew why: the cell tower a quarter-mile behind his shop and all the electromagnetic radiation it produces, that cellphones produce, that WiFi routers produce, that Bluetooth produces, that the whole damn world produces. He thought about the invisible waves that zip through our airspace — maybe they pollute our bodies, somehow? In summer 2023, when his ears began to leak what looked like bloody fluid, Brandon noticed there were new rows of panels on the cell tower. He would head to more rural areas for a bit and feel better. Not good, but better. He would return to civilization and feel worse.” So, like a few dozen people before him, Brandon moved to where the signal isn’t. WaPo (Gift Article): This town has no cell service, so the ‘electrosensitive’ have made it home. (In my family, we have a different definition of being electrosensitive. If our highspeed WiFi signal is decreased by even a single bar, all of us freak and start blaming each other…)