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!?
Originally Published October 24th, 2020
Re-Published after the FBI seized vials labeled "smallpox" in a lab in a Merck lab in Philadelphia. Only the CDC in Atlanta and a facility in Russia are allowed to have samples of this deadly disease. We suspected the next plandemic would be smallpox after Joe's repeated references to "Dark Winter": "According to the Center for Biosecurity, Dark Winter was the code name for an exercise simulating a "smallpox attack on U. S. Citizens" that was postulated at Andrews Airforce Base in Washington, D. C. in June of 2001."
In my rare moments of not wearing my rose-tinted glasses, I think it's time we stop calling him "Dementia Joe." Biden may get angry, stutter and struggle to find his words, but you have to be on the ball to drop code words, twice, during a live Presidential Debate.
That's exactly what Joe did on Thursday evening when he gloomily stated, "We're about to go into a dark winter."
Then he repeated it again: "A Dark Winter."
What are the odds that he'd "accidentally" use the exact code name for a 2001 simulation of a "smallpox attack on U. S. Citizens."
The year was 1998 when a heavily pregnant Peter Funt struggled into a maternity clinic, lowered himself gingerly to a chair and proceeded to compare pregnancy experiences with the others waiting for their prenatal appointments. It was the stuff that comedy genius is made on but, alas, would get Peter cancelled (and probably sued!) in our super-woke, disgustingly PC culture today.
When I started watching Candid Camera playlists last week, it was simply to distract myself from the throbbing pain of having my wisdom teeth removed. I went looking for comedy...but found prophecy!
You'll be shocked how many ridiculous scenarios invented for Candid Camera have now become mainstream "reality." In the past, Americans caught in Candid Camera's lair questioned the lunacy. Resisted. Kick up a fuss!
Now we're expected to accept the exact same scenarios seriously and play along...with straight faces!
If you don't think that's true, just watch how these Americans reacted to their restaurant servers and fellow diners wearing face masks in 2014! They were weirded out and left in a huff. Seven years later, they leave in a huff if their servers and fellow diners DON'T wear masks.
My, my, my. How times do change!
"Free people don't ask permission." Lately, I keep hearing that phrase over and over and over again. I heard it on RSBN's coverage of the (banned) Trumparilla Boating Event. I heard Dave say it forcefully on Sunday's X22 Report. I hear it from you. I hear it from Michael. "When you're free, you just do. You don't shilly-shally around asking permission. You don't ask, 'May I?' You just DO what you want, when you want, where you want, how you want, whenever you want."
That blows my ever-loving mind! I mean...WOW! I was raised to always ask permission. Usually, the answer was "no." To this day, I have to consciously remind myself, "Lenora, this is your blog. As long as it's true, you can write whatever the Hell you want about anything and anyone."
Unless you've lived under iron-fisted control, the concept of Freedom should be normal to you. If you've always enjoyed the blessing and God-given right of Freedom, you may even (God forbid!) take it foregranted.
I'm not in your boat.
Until 2011/2012 I was only granted tiny crumbs of Freedom. From childhood on, I was brainwashed that I had to earn everything...respect, trust, Freedom. And if I didn't toe-their-line perfectly, all of it could be snatched away from me. After I turned 18, they doled out just enough "Freedom" to keep me employed, paying rent to them plus a little more "Freedom" keep me quiet à la Stockholm Syndrome.
Being ignorant of the Age of Emancipation, this abuse led me to conclude that a person's Freedom is in their parents' gift to dole out or withhold or snatch back, based on their child's maturity. The Left says our Liberties come from Government, not God. I believed it came from my parents, not God.
I tell you that not get pity...because I was a damned soft-hearted idiot for not realizing what was going on. I was a pathetic scared fool who didn't have the confidence in myself nor the brains nor the courage to hurt their feelings by leaving without their blessing to seize my God-given Freedom, even though their iron-grip almost squeezed the Will to Live out of me.
No, I tell you that to say that if you haven't had Freedom...the concept is so profound I still can't wrap my head around it to this day. Even as I try to type this, I'm unusually speechless. My breathing is constricted with excitement and yet...I'm also puzzled.
What is Freedom anyways???
Books redacted with black ink, paperclips and Post-It Notes.
VHS tapes selectively erased.
Radio limited to two stations.
TV limited to five stations.
Outgoing emails edited before sending.
Incoming emails read.
Thought life interrogated.
Anger not allowed.
Water use controlled.
Travel in my own car severely restricted.
Physical location tracked.
And more. Much, much more.
Welcome to my hellacious world just ten short years ago. Oh, I'm not kidding. That was my life, my "normal" until 2012.
And this is the Hell the Left is calling down on you and yours.
And their reason?
The same excuse my abusers gave: safety, safety, safety.
I was the same kind, funny person the day I expressed my support of President Trump on Facebook as I was the day before. But you'd never know it from the bizarre reaction of the Liberal Snowflake who'd been my Facebook friend...up until that fateful day.
With f-words flying, she mumbled from behind her mask, "I should have known you were not a shafe shpace" and flounced out of my gentle cyber world into the real world full of those horrible, nasty Trump supporters.
Life must be Hell for her.
In the Good Ol' Days, it took really big things to divide-and-conquer. Religion. Race. Territory. Greed. Honour.
Now, all it takes is a 5" strip of fabric.
Saul Alinsky must be so proud.
"Relinquish your God-given freedom and we will keep you safe."
Isn't that what all cults say?
That's the deal I was given. It was a deal I took because I was too young, too brainwashed, too submissive, too afraid to do otherwise.
In the end, I received neither freedom nor safety.
So it troubles me deeply when I see our society as a whole bartering their freedoms for so-called "safety."
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