TCW Defending Freedom has received this exclusive account of the work being done by the Army’s secretive 77th Brigade to support the Government’s Covid-19 response.
My name is Josh. I joined the Army in the hope of playing cat and mouse with ISIS in northern Iraq and harrying the Taliban in the Hindu Kush but for now those dreams have been put on hold.
It was just before half time at Twickers. We were beating the Navy by five points. A brute who had spent four months cooped up in a submarine stamped on my ankle and ruptured my Achilles.
While I recuperate I have been seconded to the Operational Media and Communications Group (OM&C Gp) of the 77th Brigade (Motto: All Art is Propaganda). Our role is to confuse our enemies with propaganda but most importantly to work with the Home Office Rapid Response Unit to counter ‘disinformation’ about the Covid emergency. By this I mean we have to respond to inconvenient facts written about the impact of the virus and heighten the state of fear in the plebs.
You will see on our website that the place is full of intense-looking people, seemingly on mind-altering substances, with faraway looks in their eyes pondering their next cutting comment. They hope that their contradictions will send shivers down the spine of DangerousDave from Solihull, or ValTheRevealer from Beverley, who quoted on Twitter something that Whitty said about the ineffectiveness of masks two years ago.
Aside from the nerdy folk here at Denison Barracks, we have operatives in all the main news outlets. Many of them are well known and are easy for me to spot even though their identities are known only by the top brass. Their most recent order is to demonise the unvaccinated.
I have to say the work is tiresome. Each morning I wade through endless Twitter and Instagram accounts looking for posts that some apparatchik in Whitehall thinks might undermine their obsession with jabbing everyone. I can’t tell you how sick I am of pictures of vaccination cards and videos of cats and dancing nurses.
Of course we get help from the tech giants who send us alerts to suspicious words such as myocarditis, pericarditis, embolisms, shingles and nervous disorders. One of our latest instructions is to repudiate the damage the jab is doing to athletes by claiming they are dropping because of the weather or disorders caused by the virus. We all know it’s nonsense.
We are located in a field just off the A40 near Newbury and that tells you all you need to know about the glamour of the posting. My comrades are a strange bunch. Nobody chats, nobody smiles. I get the impression that they are frustrated journalists who take pleasure in trolling their victims on behalf of Her Majesty’s Government.
We work in shifts to ensure a 24/7 response to those trying to tell the truth about the impact of the jabs, the lockdowns and the hospitalisations. Every shift is briefed about the current targets and given suggestions about names to use, stories to invent and targets of concern.
Our badge emblem is the Chinthe, a mythical Burmese creature. It is a tribute to the 77th Indian Brigade who were part of the Chindits who fought so bravely in Burma. I dread to think what those brave men would make of the work their successors were asked to undertake.
As you can tell, I am not thrilled by my work but my flat in Battersea and my Mazda MX-2 won’t pay for themselves.
