Did you get the jab?

Less compassion? Absolutely. Less does not mean none and I do not think we are required to have an equal amount of compassion for those who undergo an evil through no fault of their own and those who are culpable for it. For example, I would have much more compassion for an infant who contracted HIV through birth than a sodomite who contracted it through, well, sodomy. The same applies to the jab. The information was all there, if you cared enough to look for it and did not care for human respect

I get your point. I understand your HIV example, but in a way, the innocent baby suffering AIDS by no fault of his own suffers less. He is not weighed down by a guilty conscience and a list of regrets.  Thinking about it this way, the suffering sinner deserves more compassion than the innocent sufferer.  In Heaven, there is greater rejoicing over one sinner who repents than 100 who have no need of repentance.

Yes, it's a male-female difference. To me, compassion is akin or inseparable from charity. It’s not primarily an emotion. Maybe we’re talking around and over one another. 
What you call compassion, I call “feeling sorry.”
I wouldn’t “feel sorry” for your foolish neighbor stubbornly insisting upon using an unbalanced ladder. In fact, I’d privately think it a little funny that he broke his leg. Is that poetic justice?  But of course I’d also have compassion on him and render assistance if I were able. Maybe we’d laugh together a few years after the fact! 
It reminds me of the camping trip to CT with my cousins. I was age ten and cousin Peter was 14. We’d (all seven of us kids) all run from the campsite alongside the brook on a trail. We came to a place with a fallen tree over the brook. The tree had been there quite awhile because the bark was gone and it was clearly rotten in various places. Peter, true to his daredevil, show-off personality, insisted we cross on the tree and return to the campsite by the road. The others all refused. Myself, a bit of a tomboy who liked a challenge, considered it.  I took a cautious step onto the log, and finding it slippery, I sat on it, thinking to cross on my bottom. Two wiggles forward showed in the center where it was rotted, so I backed off. Peter urged me to cross anyway, and I refused. He pushed me aside and took off running across the log. Predictably, it came crashing down in the middle resulting in a wet boy with what turned out to be a broken arm. His brother John got all wet also because he ran down the embankment to rescue him. Fortunately, the water wasn’t deep, so he walked his brother back on the road and the rest of us returned on the trail. We got there first because the boys had to double back via the bridge. My aunt and uncle weren’t new to this sort of thing having four boys to one girl. They got Peter into dry clothes and left everyone in my parents’ charge. More food was rounded up from both station wagons and my aunt and uncle returned from Danbury  with Peter, his left arm in a gleaming white plaster cast. My Dad and Aunt traded beds so Peter and his Mom could sleep in our trailer instead of on the ground or cot in the tent. Nobody in the trailer got any sleep that night, so the remaining three nights the trailer was given to my uncle, aunt, and Peter. My Mom and Dad became the tent parents to the boys,  and we three girls slept in the back of the station wagon with the back seats folded down.
At one point, John was punished for calling Peter a “chump,” which meant a clumsy fool. Years later, we laughed about the incident, Peter included. Feel sorry? Not really, not for long! But compassion? Definitely!

A lot of bearing false witness going on here.

I am a traditional Catholic. I never called anyone a crazy extremist. I told someone else that they were making up a crazy conspiracy theory about something completely unrelated to the Covid shot.

I didn't realize that you were the owner of this forum. I thought you were just a mod. Absolutely solidifies my decision to leave here permanently if you would just hurry up and delete my account. But actually prefer that you start by deleting the name of the priest that you quoted earlier.

At this point you have spent more time defending yourself against this supposed "calumny" than you have expressing gratitude for the donations you received. Take your money and go

By the way, what is your relation to the Novus Ordo priest whom you referred to as "your priest"?