Some people who love me advised me not to write this essay, and not to use its current title. "Take the high road," I was advised.

Usually that is a good idea, but not in this case — not at this moment. In this essay I need to talk about some people — mainly privileged people, people who could make a difference in areas where most can't — who are trying to justify their monumental, world-changing cowardice, at a time when we all need to be at least somewhat brave.

I am done with tolerating this quietly.

For a year and a half now, after it became clear that this crisis was never about "the virus" but rather about a global bid to kill off our free world and suppress all of our freedoms — since I and many others have been publicly vocal about this danger and doing all we can to alert our community — that is to say, humanity — I've been getting direct messages ("DMs"). And they are all kind of similar. And they gross me out. Here's why.

In the DMs, people whom I know socially or professionally — people from journalism, from politics, from medicine, from science (most of them upper-middle- class 'men in suits') — say something like: "Naomi, I really respect your actions right now. I totally agree with what you are saying. But of course I can't say anything publicly because [fill in the nonsensical, craven reason]."

The nonsensical and craven reason that follows this shameful message is typically something along the lines of, "My boss will get mad at me" or "My professional peers will have a problem with my speaking up." It's never even, "I have bills to pay."