We now have the weird situation where influencers get themselves shot up with the clotshots and go public about it in order to encourage les autres to also self harm.
That's the thing; us who can see the crime don't get shot up and earnestly want to warn others.
And then a few are planning the crime and don't get shot up and want everyone else to be trustingly dupedly shot up to the stage where the shotups can't bear to think that they have been duped and don't want to face up to it or just feel so absolutely hopelessly, well, hopeless I guess.
Dr. Alexander posted a piece that the mortality rate in heavily injected nations of Europe is screaming upwards and no one pays attention in authority. This means few others are either. To connect dots to make a syringe of death is beyond cognitive ability of normal people. I am resigned to the future of 1740. I thought over it the past few days in depression. My close friend's wife now has 2 stage 4 cancers, his mother had or has still a cancer, no dots connect. The irony is overwhelming. The obedient worker bees who slot in to the late stage collapsing system and look neither right nor left as they rise are the first to die painful ugly deaths.
Yesterday I was on a longish train journey; I don't have roaming internet access on my phone, just my saved emails.
So it meant that I was reading Substacks without liking or commenting.
That was interesting, as it seems that thinking about my reaction to a post is what keeps me hooked on Substack. I work out my comment before reading others' comments.
Anyway I got bored pretty quickly, and it even made me consider weaning myself off Substack.
By not commenting I became an observer and a lot of the posts became formulaic and repetitive.
I might try something different. Maybe find articles on gardening and flower arrangement.
BTW yesterday a friend's workmate was helicoptered to hospital because strangely had a heart attack. People couldn't believe someone young and healthy could have one at lunchtime so they thought maybe it was a choking.
So, yes, pretty depressing. The deaths and ERs have ramped up 'in my own backyard'.
A young chap collapsed in the street, outside my window last week; taken away by ambulance.
Substack is screwing up today. Comments do not load for me but later they exist. As Northern Hemisphere moves to Fall then Winter propaganda about flu and Covid is increasingly shrill. Get boosters, get flu shot, otherwise sick sick. Nothing on Pfizer admitting vax does not stop spread. FDA without blinking an eye approves untested injections for children. I doubt the West will make it to Spring without political earthquakes. Too many lies.
https://www.paulcraigroberts.org/2022/10/08/the-adverse-health-effects-of-the-disastrous-covid-vaccine-will-be-with-us-for-a-long-time/
https://www.naturalnews.com/2022-10-07-judicial-watch-hhs-records-propaganda-covid-vaccines.html
We now have the weird situation where influencers get themselves shot up with the clotshots and go public about it in order to encourage les autres to also self harm.
And some do only pretend. Macron is one. Arden may be another
Absolutely agree with you.
That's the thing; us who can see the crime don't get shot up and earnestly want to warn others.
And then a few are planning the crime and don't get shot up and want everyone else to be trustingly dupedly shot up to the stage where the shotups can't bear to think that they have been duped and don't want to face up to it or just feel so absolutely hopelessly, well, hopeless I guess.
Dr. Alexander posted a piece that the mortality rate in heavily injected nations of Europe is screaming upwards and no one pays attention in authority. This means few others are either. To connect dots to make a syringe of death is beyond cognitive ability of normal people. I am resigned to the future of 1740. I thought over it the past few days in depression. My close friend's wife now has 2 stage 4 cancers, his mother had or has still a cancer, no dots connect. The irony is overwhelming. The obedient worker bees who slot in to the late stage collapsing system and look neither right nor left as they rise are the first to die painful ugly deaths.
Yesterday I was on a longish train journey; I don't have roaming internet access on my phone, just my saved emails.
So it meant that I was reading Substacks without liking or commenting.
That was interesting, as it seems that thinking about my reaction to a post is what keeps me hooked on Substack. I work out my comment before reading others' comments.
Anyway I got bored pretty quickly, and it even made me consider weaning myself off Substack.
By not commenting I became an observer and a lot of the posts became formulaic and repetitive.
I might try something different. Maybe find articles on gardening and flower arrangement.
BTW yesterday a friend's workmate was helicoptered to hospital because strangely had a heart attack. People couldn't believe someone young and healthy could have one at lunchtime so they thought maybe it was a choking.
So, yes, pretty depressing. The deaths and ERs have ramped up 'in my own backyard'.
A young chap collapsed in the street, outside my window last week; taken away by ambulance.
Substack is screwing up today. Comments do not load for me but later they exist. As Northern Hemisphere moves to Fall then Winter propaganda about flu and Covid is increasingly shrill. Get boosters, get flu shot, otherwise sick sick. Nothing on Pfizer admitting vax does not stop spread. FDA without blinking an eye approves untested injections for children. I doubt the West will make it to Spring without political earthquakes. Too many lies.
Do you still read Plebian Resistance Substack; well anyway he has a post referring to Cindy Doll's funny body language.
I will hunt it out if you encourage me.
Yes I do. I think I did not see the post on Cindy Doll.
https://www.newshub.co.nz/home/politics/2022/10/livestream-prime-minister-jacinda-ardern-speaks-to-media-in-northland.html
It's the hands to start with.
The King needed a scapegoat. Nelson got lucky.