So There’s Something Called, Which Some of Us Jokingly Predicted

Avoiding the binary trap in my life and work does not mean I don’t understand the reality that sometimes the either-or is real.

God and not-God is the only one that absolutely matters for certain, but there are others that involve a high probability that you wouldn’t like me very much if you were on the other side.

If you have bumper stickers all over the back of your car promoting drag queens in school libraries, for instance, you probably wouldn’t want to have a burger with a fella like me.


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Flashback to about the third or fourth conversation with my fiancée, after a few days of preparing myself mentally for the big drop when she’d tell me that she was vaccinated and what on earth was I thinking not being vaccinated, and don’t I care about grandma and the pandas and climate chaos. At which point I’d have to either roll my eyes uncontrollably or explain to her about the science of mRNA or alllllllll the work I’ve done on evidence compilation and pattern recognition for the last four years and probably beyond.

She would be so impressed.

Deep breath.

I knew I’d have to face being dejected once again. Might as well get it over with.

So my big entry into the topic was not if she’s been poked in the arm or not.

It was whether or not she knew I wrote.

Yes, she said.

Articles…online ones.


Political ones.


Well I don’t think it’s very political, more a spiritual war of good and evil.

I can tell.

So have you read any?

A few.


They were good.

Ok lemme just come out and say it did you see any on the vaccine.

First thing I noticed.

Oh wow, cool.

And the rest is history. The balloon inside my stomach released its air and I proceeded to sit back, relax, and enjoy the opening chapters of meeting someone new and great and eventually coming to experience what I knew and what I wish everyone had the brains to realize–

Being equally yoked is paramount in both religious and political matters these days–because the two are colliding, in full 4K view on an 80-inch screen, as we’ve never witnessed in our lifetimes.

Pope Francis/Jorge Bergoglio and his activity with global leaders is one aspect of this, but I refuse to slip into the digression I so desperately want to dive into.

So back to the light-hearted post of the day. My fiancée and I happened to meet on the dating site Catholic Match, one of three couples that involve one member from St Francis de Sales Oratory in Sulphur–in just the past year or so. (Pretty amazing average there). But the point of this somewhat pointless post today (is it pointless, though?) is that both of us had made the joke with others before we met, and we resurrected it with each other, that we should start a dating site for people who had not taken the jab. It would take the whole stress of the interrogation out of play. We laughed about it. We discussed fake dreams about it. We played around with the idea and I’m sure I was as witty and charming as ever.

But in truth, both of us could tell–as is the case with many a banter, there was truth there.

It turns out this isn’t all that new(s) of a story, and my fiancée and I’s great hypothetical invention had already been launched, but it was new for me, and if it’s new for you too, it may help you or someone you love locate the partner God intends.

Because there has been so much shaming involved in the Covid-mask-vaccine drama that should have ended a long time ago but still somehow peters on (never out, never ever), the individuals who have stood their ground have been wounded. The wounds are red badges of courage perhaps, sure, but forgiveness does not mean forgetfulness for many. Moreover, it seems to be a pattern that those who got the jab and even some of its boosters are not largely willing to admit their mistakes. In fact, the double-downing can be downright aggressive, thus reopening the wound of the non-vaxxed all over again.


Biden voters likely won’t be marrying Trump voters. And the vaxxed likely won’t be marrying the non.

Vaccination status has become polarized, a binary trap that perhaps is inescapable for sound reasons. My fiancée and I have always recognized that the world of dating for those who chose not to get vaccinated (in her case, it involved an onslaught of shame from work and a change of venue for her; she is now being invited back) reveals seemingly small challenges that are not small at all in the end. The decision to get vaxxed or not is often rooted in personal ideologies about health autonomy and personal liberty; for some, it is an absolute marker for either having faith in God or having faith in man. It is a lifestyle. It is a worldview. It is a perspective of God and eternity.

Such depth of issue impacts relationship building from the start, which is why I was so assertive in finding out immediately where she stood.

Understanding this niche market, a while back, emerged.

It wasn’t created as just a dating site. It is an entire social network that offers a pressure-free refuge for those who know that, inevitably, certain decisions will either force an unwanted conversation or repress it, neither of which is fertile ground for healthy relationship.

Meet owner Shelby Hosana here.

“Unjected is a platform for critical thinkers,” she says in the brief video, “for people who refuse to have the mRNA vaccine–as far as dating, community connections, and we even have directions for fertility and blood match services.”

Of course back in 2022 you had your shamers trying to tear down the dating site as it was just beginning. One article opened with this:

“Unsurprisingly, it seems like the type of people who shun vaccinations are not great at preventative cybersecurity either.”

Hear the tone? And staunch vaxxers wonder why we can’t stand them.

Anyway, it turns out my fiancée and I won’t need any of those services, and we thank God for that. It also turns out she was scouting me specifically along vaccination lines too, reading my articles and headlines and playing a game of discovery before she even had to ask.

Being a public writer has given away too much too soon in the past, but it didn’t this time. It was just right, like Goldilocks. It ended up gaining me a wife after all. And I didn’t have to wait for the invention of a special new dating site for it to happen, or simply find out about it a couple years after the fact. Some guys just have all the luck.

May everyone named directly or referenced indirectly ask forgiveness and do penance for their sins against America and God. I fight this information war in the spirit of justice and love for the innocent, but I have been reminded of the need for mercy and prayers for our enemies. I am a sinner in need of redemption as well after all, for my sins are many. In the words of Jesus Christ himself, Lord forgive us all, for we know not what we do.

Jeff LeJeune is the author of several books, writer for RVIVR, editor, master of English and avid historian, teacher and tutor, aspiring ghostwriter and podcaster, and creator of LeJeune Said. Visit his website at, where you can find a conglomerate of content.



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