You don't have to actually contract Covid to lose your Common Sense, long-term memory and good boundaries, apparently.
For years we've heard humanity referred to as sheep. The Elite of the New World Order contemptuously call you and I "sheep" and "cattle." Every year at Christmas, hundreds of choirs worldwide sing, "All we like sheep have gone astray-ay-ay," from Handel's Messiah.
But I didn't want to believe it! I wanted to believe, in the words of Gene Stratton Porter, that "we were reasoning, progressive, inventive men and women." Yeah, sod that. We're stupid sheep. Covid proved it.
If you don't think that's true, please keep reading because this is the last article about Covid I will ever write (hopefully!) because I'm sick of it. SICK OF IT. I've even toyed with the idea of banning all Covid headlines from my News page but hey! We must be relevant! Or do we!?
Ever since the hamfisted and blunderingly obvious theft of the 2020 Presidential Election, some of the more bombastic and hyperbolic patriots have been blowing off steam, shooting off their mouths and talking stupid $hit on social media about "altering and abolishing," in the spirit of the American Revolution.
While Patriots' reverence for God-given life has, of course, prevented any actual violence (except by BLM and Antifa), c'mon, folks. Really!?! Your hyperbole set it up on a tee and Nancy Pelosi and Antifa knocked it outta the park...committing actual violence on January 6th they then projected onto Peaceful Patriots (who tried to stop them from behaving violently!).
Both big-mouthed Patriots and Pelosi erred by assuming that violence is the whole kit-and-kaboodle of our Founding Fathers' legacy. Perhaps that's because all we really know about them is the Declaration of Independence and the American Revolution.
Oh! We couldn't be more wrong!
Recently, my research into the pre-Declaration of Independence era of American history has impressed upon me the incredible peacefulness, patience, diplomacy, long-suffering and arms-only-as-a-last-resort ethics of our Founding Fathers.
By not taking up arms anywhere against anyone, Patriots and President Trump are following in the Founding Fathers' footsteps. Just like them, we are restoring these United States of America from the ground up just as our Founding Fathers built her in the 1700s: person by person, heart by heart, soul by soul, legislature by legislature, state by state. From dog-catcher to Senator, America is being slowly and steadily re-instilled with the MAGA spirit of our Founding Fathers.
If this is The Plan, and I believe it is, then our Founding Fathers are looking down from Heaven and smiling.
What Do You See?
In 1995, while my family was suddenly suffering massive and to-this-day inexplicable upheaval, my father became convinced that I was obsessed with demons. Perhaps needing a scapegoat at the moment, he devised a treatment to break me of my supposed obsession by forcing me to look at graphic photos of...what else?...the Holocaust. He reasoned (?) that forcing me to observe Evil would cure me of Evil.
Instead, like Diane von Furstenberg's mother, I came away from the "treatment" not with an impression of Evil but with awe for the strength and resilience of the Jewish people and the ultimate triumph of Good (the Allies) over Evil (the Nazis) in Auschwitz, Bergen-Belsen, Scheveningen, etc.
Yes, there was horrific Evil and millions of deaths but somehow in the midst of that evil, great goodness bubbled to the surface. I was in awe of the strength of Jews who went knowingly to their deaths not screaming nor panicking but rather singing Kaddish for themselves and each other.
I was blown away by the kindness of prisoners to each other. The bizarre looking-the-other-way of some of the guards. The miracles. The unfathomable paperwork errors and inexplicable releases of prisoners like Corrie ten Boom. The subtle resistance work of Concentration Camp inmates who purposely assembled radios incorrectly so Nazi pilots would lose communication. The list goes on and on.
Today, humanity finds themselves on the cusp (or in the midst!) of yet another Holocaust. A much more genteel, finessed, high tech Holocaust of flawed tests and fake statistics, of pointless lockdowns and invasive police, of viruses and injections posing as vaccines, of bankruptcies and court cases, of vaccine passports and fabric symbols of compliance (masks).
This is great Evil.
But just as in the 1940s Holocaust, in the midst of great Evil, great Good can, has, is and will emerge. It must. That's how the world was designed to work.
If I had a quarter for every time my grandparents said, "Well, they say...," I'd be a rich woman today.
And whatever "They Said," my grandparents religiously did. They were injected, examined, smeared, x-rayed, operated on, treated and medicated. If "They Said," my grandparents jumped and asked, "How high?" on the way up.
They lived their entire lives under the Tyranny of They and happily never knew it. Never questioned it. Never asked why. Never asked, "Who says!?!" bless their woolly little hearts.
It never even occurred to them that the injections might be poison, that a gynecologist could be a creep, that all those old-fashioned blast away x-rays to look for cancer might actually cause cancer and that the public schools were brainwashing their children.
They lived through the most pivotal moments of 20th Century, from the sinking of Titanic when Great-Grandma was 12-years-old to the assassination of President Kennedy, and rarely mentioned any historical events.
Oh yes, they were perfect little sheep but, oddly enough, they had very nice lives. They were fairly healthy. Faithfully paid their taxes but still had more money than they ever frugally admitted. Had the expected 2.375 children and died happy after many blessed decades of life, blissfully oblivious to their sheephood.
In my more sentimental moments, I kinda' envy them. When you're exhausted as I am today, this red-pilled life is a burden.
It makes one yearn for the simple good ol' days...that never existed anywhere but in our imaginations. Now that it's our turn to actually live history, it's not nearly as glorious as one imagines.
As George C. Scott says in Patton, "The world grew up. Helluva shame."
We live in ironic times. In his "farewell" address yesterday, President Trump basically said, "Hello!" which he reiterated in a short statement to the press this morning stating, "...hopefully it's not a long-term goodbye."
And in Joe Biden's recent pre-"inauguration" speech shared by Dinesh D'Souza, he talked of his own death and wept throughout the speech. Nancy Pelosi and Mrs. Pence also wept during speeches last week.
Minnesota Nice? Orwellian Governor Walz Blames "Racism" for Failure of his Surprise CASPER At-Home Blood and Saliva Sampling
Hear that? It's the Twilight Zone music playing softly in the background because they're here-ere. Surprise, unsolicited, undesired at-home blood and saliva sampling courtesy of Minnesota's Governor Walz of "rock and cow" infamy.
Or rather, they were here. No sooner had the task forces begun ringing doorbells, but Governor Walz called off his Orwellian henchmen claiming we Minnesotans were racist and threatening his Community Assessment for Public Health Emergency Response teams. CASPER, for short. Catchy, ain't it.
Did I mention he's up for re-election in 2022?
Brilliant campaign move.
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