Jun 3, 2023·edited Jun 3, 2023Liked by Cindy Sheehan
You know something Cindy? (And I haven't finished reading this article yet...) What you're describing, early days, corresponds exactly with what I witnessed in my own town, early days.
I KNEW we were "in for it".
On March 12th, 2020, I was waiting around for 9 am to hit at a large supermarket which also houses my insurance agency, as my car insurance was expiring the following day... (Procrastinator. Last Minute Me.)
I curiously observed shoppers exiting the store, carts piled high with 24 packs of toilet paper, and thought "wtF is going on here??"
I watched as a fellow, in full hazmat, wearing a double sided gas mask, trundled out the door dragging 2x 48 packs of tp...
Upon completing my insurance renewal, I couldn't resist. (History in the making here... gotta.) I found the toilet paper aisle. It had been cleaned out. It was 9:15 am.
I took photos of the situation, for posterity.
The canned goods and pasta aisle was the same story. 1 dented can of some Chef Boyardee crap, sitting all by itself.
Yep.
I'd wager all of Canada experienced the identical scenario.
Signs went up. Plexiglas went up. "Distancing" stickers were glued to floors.
No n95 masks available. No surgical masks available. No hand sanitizer available.
Guys & gals wearing home-made masks and Harley Davidson bandanas covering their faces...
Don't tell me this wasn't a "mass psychosis" event, fueled and wildly fanned by media presstitutes.
Inflamed by Daily Covid Press Briefings, from our provincial Chief Medical Officer.
Meanwhile: Suddenly and unexpectedly my small seasonal business was deemed a "nonessential" service and I was out of work.
Zero income.
Anyway, back to your fascinating Tale Of My City, circa Day 1 of The Pandemonium.
The "Pandemic" declaration struck me as a psychological, "Shock and Awe" operation immediately. I've been exclusively a walker, too, since my car's engine blew up in June 2013. The walk to work the day after the NBA and NHL cancelled their seasons, a Thursday, was a weird one for sure. I had 3 and a half miles on a sunny middle-March day to think whether or not the "powers-that-be" had just lowered the Covid-1984 boom on all of us peasants. Not quite, but they tried: the "best laid plans of" Totalitarian "Mice and men." I'm sure that our Ivy League-trained nitwit ruling elites will try again, in some form or other, but Total Social Control is a fantasy, a technocratic fever dream. Unfortunately, much of the population fell for this laboratory trick experiment at the extended Time of Covid. The Mask was just an armband, a bit of pious embroidery--might as well have been a Swastika. My thought then: "A Haz-Mat suit might get the job done a bit better," or more Vitamins C, D, some Zinc...
Those early days of the scamdemic, especially when the "old folks" (like me) began dying in hospitals (alone), finally, kicked me out of 40 years of narcissistic agnosticism. For the first time in my life I saw (and felt) the presence of a cruel evil force. I realized if Satan existed, and there was no longer any doubt in my mind at that point, then God exists. Everything changed.
You know something Cindy? (And I haven't finished reading this article yet...) What you're describing, early days, corresponds exactly with what I witnessed in my own town, early days.
I KNEW we were "in for it".
On March 12th, 2020, I was waiting around for 9 am to hit at a large supermarket which also houses my insurance agency, as my car insurance was expiring the following day... (Procrastinator. Last Minute Me.)
I curiously observed shoppers exiting the store, carts piled high with 24 packs of toilet paper, and thought "wtF is going on here??"
I watched as a fellow, in full hazmat, wearing a double sided gas mask, trundled out the door dragging 2x 48 packs of tp...
Upon completing my insurance renewal, I couldn't resist. (History in the making here... gotta.) I found the toilet paper aisle. It had been cleaned out. It was 9:15 am.
I took photos of the situation, for posterity.
The canned goods and pasta aisle was the same story. 1 dented can of some Chef Boyardee crap, sitting all by itself.
Yep.
I'd wager all of Canada experienced the identical scenario.
Signs went up. Plexiglas went up. "Distancing" stickers were glued to floors.
No n95 masks available. No surgical masks available. No hand sanitizer available.
Guys & gals wearing home-made masks and Harley Davidson bandanas covering their faces...
Don't tell me this wasn't a "mass psychosis" event, fueled and wildly fanned by media presstitutes.
Inflamed by Daily Covid Press Briefings, from our provincial Chief Medical Officer.
Meanwhile: Suddenly and unexpectedly my small seasonal business was deemed a "nonessential" service and I was out of work.
Zero income.
Anyway, back to your fascinating Tale Of My City, circa Day 1 of The Pandemonium.
whoops! I read the text before I read the date. Thought they had engineered another faux disaster. what a relief! that'll show me! stay well, Cindy.
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The "Pandemic" declaration struck me as a psychological, "Shock and Awe" operation immediately. I've been exclusively a walker, too, since my car's engine blew up in June 2013. The walk to work the day after the NBA and NHL cancelled their seasons, a Thursday, was a weird one for sure. I had 3 and a half miles on a sunny middle-March day to think whether or not the "powers-that-be" had just lowered the Covid-1984 boom on all of us peasants. Not quite, but they tried: the "best laid plans of" Totalitarian "Mice and men." I'm sure that our Ivy League-trained nitwit ruling elites will try again, in some form or other, but Total Social Control is a fantasy, a technocratic fever dream. Unfortunately, much of the population fell for this laboratory trick experiment at the extended Time of Covid. The Mask was just an armband, a bit of pious embroidery--might as well have been a Swastika. My thought then: "A Haz-Mat suit might get the job done a bit better," or more Vitamins C, D, some Zinc...
Those early days of the scamdemic, especially when the "old folks" (like me) began dying in hospitals (alone), finally, kicked me out of 40 years of narcissistic agnosticism. For the first time in my life I saw (and felt) the presence of a cruel evil force. I realized if Satan existed, and there was no longer any doubt in my mind at that point, then God exists. Everything changed.