ONE afternoon in early 2020, I walked through a supermarket where every face was masked and shoppers followed one-way arrows taped to the floor like obedient lines of ants. A small child froze mid-step, terrified he had broken an invisible rule. In that instant, the truth hit me: this was never about a virus. It was about control.
That image haunted me and became the driving force behind five years of relentless investigation. The result is my book, 3/11 Viral Takeover, a forensic indictment of the greatest peacetime assault on civil liberties in living memory.
