I’m thrilled to look forward to our quantum future. Med beds! QFS! Secure elections! And let’s not forget the Q phones.

Don’t ask me to explain what any of that means. I couldn’t explain a quantum Q-tip if someone offered me a million dollars.

As a hanger-on at the fringes of the truther-disclosure community, I’ve been hearing about the Quantum Financial System and other quantum marvels for years. Charlie Ward waxed (incomprehensibly) enthusiastic. Simon Parkes did, too. Countless articles and podcasts have explored the giant leap forward humanity is about to take, with quantum systems replacing old, hijacked systems in areas such as health and finances.

I’ve shied away from seeking clarity because, A, physics, and B, quantum physics. Science and math aren’t my strong suits. I know just enough about numbers to balance my checkbook and to ensure that the correct change is counted back to me.

Quantum anything is not my bailiwick.

I suspect a significant majority of humans share my befuddlement. It becomes a matter of trusting that “quantum things” are going to be better than what has been used to control us for so long. The nitty-gritty of quantum systems won’t be a prerequisite for using them.

It’s not such a great leap, really. I benefit from electricity, while I understand nearly nothing about it. My automobile reliably transports me, indifferent to my cluelessness as to its beautifully coordinated workings. I am trusting that when it’s time for my first med bed treatment, it won’t matter if my eyes glaze over during explanations of how it will heal me. Nor will the promised abundance be withheld if I don’t quite get how the Quantum Financial System has landed in place.

But who knows? If the Solar Flare happens before or concurrent with the QFS and med beds, I might be the one making a video explaining quantum physics to the layperson. But I reckon I would have more exciting adventures on my plate, like utilizing those quantum principles to slingshot into the stars.