Since my post was published one week ago, the number of scientists and doctors who have signed it has risen from over 27, 000 to near 39, 000, with an attendant number of more than 500, 000 members from the general public. Keep in mind that this petition was only first published on October 4th, slightly less than two weeks ago.
Ahhhhh! The sleeping giant of the silent majority is starting to awaken and push back against this evil scheme which has sapped so much of our social energy. I love it!
On a different note, perhaps we should explore why social media in the form of Google is trying to suppress this information. Spiked Online has raised this question in an article worth the few minutes it takes to read.
One of the slogans the Covid Aberration has engendered is seen on signs all over: “Stay Strong”. It’s almost as if we are caught in the grip of an overwhelmingly powerful monster which is going to destroy us all unless we remain resolute and steadfast in our quest to conquer it. Well, yes, we are and will, but it is not the Omnipotent Corona Monster we’re going to defeat, but the devious and shameful machinations which have been foisted on us in the form of lies, lock-downs, and unconstitutional mandates.
For me, staying strong is not good enough. Not unlike the mythical Greek wrestler Antaeus who became stronger every time he touched the ground, it is my intention to become stronger and more determined than ever to beat this blatant attempt to subjugate society under the rule of a few people who are seeking to control everyone and everything.
Stay strong, get stronger! Draw strength from being beaten down and rise more powerful than ever. We can do this.
Contrast this with the message from the opposing side–“Stay safe, stay home.” To which I can only reply, “Stay safe, stay home, stay weak and ineffectual. Starve to death.”
The corona monster (Covid-19) has just about run its course and is, for all intents and purposes, dead. By coincidence, corona, from the Latin for crown, implies royalty, i.e., king.
The king is dead! Long live the King!!
Psalms 91 is a celebration of the joy of trusting in Almighty God to watch over His people and to keep them from calamity. Consider this:
“Surely He shall deliver you…from the perilous pestilence…”
“You shall not be afraid of…the pestilence that walks in darkness…”
“…Nor shall any plague come near your dwelling…”
Three times in the space of sixteen verses this Psalm supports the belief that those who put their trust in God do not have to be afraid. Yet, many who profess belief in God have also given in to the fear of the corona virus propaganda, e.g., distancing themselves from others, including their own families, the donning of face coverings which cannot be proven efficacious against this virus, the willing submission to lock down orders, the social distrust which has been engendered, the political division which has been amplified, etc.
The question is—in whom do we place our trust? Fallible governments which seek power over us or the infallible God Who promises to love us, no matter what?
As Christians, who proclaim that Jesus Christ is King, we should never be afraid of any disease or calamity, regardless of its severity. We should be fearless in the face of this “existential threat”. We should be unafraid.
On August 9, 2020, some family members and I visited Glacier National Park in Montana and drove the west side of the Going to the Sun road to Logan Lodge at the Continental Divide. Those who have been there can understand my appreciation of the raw, immense beauty of the mountains and valleys. It is understandable why the local Indian tribes revered this area as sacred.
Twelve hours of steady driving there and home again. Well worth the time and expense. Nevertheless, there were a few flies in the ointment, one of which still smells badly, about which Donald John Trump, American President will be receiving a letter from me.
When we arrived at the little “village” (read that as ‘very expensive tourist trap’) at the entrance to the park, virtually everyone was wearing a face mask (Eric Peters calls them diapers), even while walking around in the clean, fresh air. There were signs everywhere requiring and/or encouraging people to wear one while shopping or even to allow entry into the buildings. Nothing new about that, of course, as it is par for the course nowadays. What amazed me was the near-universal compliance to this insult to our intelligence.
None of us in my party (myself, my wife, her sister, and her husband) had taken masks with us. We did not purchase any. We did not wear any. We were virtually the only ones there who were “unprotected” from the Corona Monster, as if it was lurking behind one of the peaks just waiting to pounce on unsuspecting visitors.
However, no one said anything to us about our “selfishness” or “murderous intent”. No one tried to restrict our entry into the shops or bathrooms. No one gave us dirty looks. In fact, as I remember it, many of the people there who had masks actually removed them at times or pulled them down below their noses or chins. Not while they were close to strangers, mind you, but if they were sitting at a table away from others, they did take some liberty.
Once we got into the park and away from the buildings, I did notice that most of the people who were wandering around in the fresh air or taking pictures were not wearing masks. In fact, out of the hundreds who were out of their cars, I only saw a few, probably not more than ten or twelve, who had their faces covered. From this, it seems evident that most people recognize the farce and only participate in it when they feel pressured.
Perhaps there is hope, after all!
The second thing, far more serious, occurred when we arrived at the check-in to the Going to the Sun road. Even though it was fairly early in the day, there was a long line of traffic going in and rangers were directing vehicles into this lane or that one, trying to maintain efficiency and flow. Eventually, we pulled up to a kiosk to pay the exorbitant $35.00 fee and were greeted by an unsmiling, unfriendly, no-nonsense, middle-aged woman who brusquely informed me that cash was not accepted and that I could only pay by credit card. Even though I had held out two twenty dollar bills to her and offered it to her twice, the answer was the same–credit card payments only.
My wife’s sister was hot.
“This is a national park, subject to the law! The law says that they have to take the cash! The dollar is legal tender for any debt, public or private! It says so right on the note! I’m going to write to President Trump about this! We should have forced them to accept it!”
Which is all very true and we probably could have demanded a hearing with a supervisor and insisted that they take the currency. More than likely, we would have won the argument, but we wanted to get in and simply gave the harpy attendant a credit card. Really, in hindsight, I should have told her that she was violating my civil liberties since she was not wearing The Mask and was definitely less than six feet away from me. Whoo, boy, that would have really created a stink! Pull over there! Get out of the car! ID, please!!
Perhaps I should sue the National Park Service over this? For certain, the president will hear from me.
Actually, it’s not the credit card payment which is the sticking point in my craw. I make payments all the time with my card, either in person or online, as do most other people. And it’s not the wearing of the face mask that bothers me even though I refuse to. The fact that others do is their business, not mine.
What gets me going is the fact that I am being told, literally ordered, to do these things. The governor says everyone MUST cover their face with a rag, whether they like it or not. The Powers That Be tell me that I MUST enter the digital world planned for me, whether I like it or not. You WILL conform, doggone it, whether you like it or not.
Well, now, not quite so fast! The more I get pushed into something, the stronger my resolve becomes to stand my ground. There comes a time when a man simply has to stand up for what he believes in. There comes a time when his liberty becomes more important than his convenience, perhaps even more important than his life. There comes a time when he refuses to give in to the opinions, tantrums, and dictates of those around him, choosing instead to live according to his principles and what is right.
First item—Donald Trump is now urging everyone to wear a mask. See here for details.
“We are asking everybody, when you are not able to socially distance, wear a mask,” Trump said. “Whether you like the mask or not, they have an impact.”
In addition to this bomb, Anthony Fauci was not invited to the latest press conference. How strange is that? Is he being sidelined or moved out? One can only hope.
Next, apparently the DHS (Dept. of Homeland Security) is having nightmares about all this face mask hysteria. It’s not good for digital facial recognition, which anybody with common sense would have realized a long time ago. Yeah, it used to be that only robbers of banks and convenience stores wore masks to cover their faces. The DHS, however, is a bloated bureaucracy and is just now starting to understand that things might be getting out of hand.
“As the general public in the United States argues about whether or not we should be wearing masks to prevent the spread of the COVID-19 coronavirus, law enforcement officials are concerned that facial recognition software could be thwarted, and possibly even broken by people wearing masks.”
Well, duh! Did you get that? Facial recognition software could be thwarted and possibly even broken by people wearing masks. Doggone, I may have to change my stance and start wearing a face mask. Anything which slows down or derails the growth of State Security (Stasi) is something I can support and may even participate in.
The really interesting question now, though, is what will all the Trump supporters do. Will they start wearing face masks because the Donald said they should or will they continue to pooh-pooh the issue? Will they now view him as a traitor to the cause?
Even more interesting is what the TDS (Trump Derangement Syndrome) victims will do. Will they automatically reverse their position and abandon the device? After all, the mantra for the last 3-1/2 years has been to “Resist!” It seems logical that the Left would ditch the mask now that Trump has come out of the closet in favor of it.
Miracles do happen, but this one seems like a stretch to me. More than likely, the Right will simply say he’s been bought off and compromised, while the Left will say that he’s finally seen the light and will push even harder.
“May you live in interesting times” is the ancient Chinese blessing curse. The time we live in has just taken a more lively turn.
When all this corona panic pandemic hysteria and craziness is over, everything about our lives will be different. It may be that we’ll be using our thumbprints, retina scans, or tattoos to pay for purchases instead of dollar bills or credit cards. Who knows?
It’s funny, though, that every generation looks back on earlier times and remembers them as ‘the good old days’. My guess is that within a few short years, the people who are still alive will look back on the time just prior to the Corona outbreak (and the accompanying financial and economic breakdown) and wish they were back there. Just like the Jews did after they had been carried off to Babylon. Well, all right, they weren’t actually carried, they had to walk the entire distance. Any who couldn’t keep up were promptly dispatched or left to die by themselves, somewhere in the desert without pity.
Every generation blames the one before, as the song says. In this case, the coming generations will have ample reason to blame ours, that is, mine—the baby boomers, who thought nothing of borrowing trillions and trillions of dollars to finance a lifestyle which was unsustainable—and putting the burden of paying that unbearable debt squarely on the shoulders of their children and grandchildren. Oh, yes, the ones who were “unlucky” enough to be born, not aborted, will have the grand pleasure of picking up the pieces from our selfish, irresponsible, immature, society and trying to make something out of it. They will have the opportunity to change the system in such a way so that something similar to what we are just beginning to experience will never, and I mean, never happen again. The only question is this. Will they remember what it was like and make the necessary adjustments or will they have to learn the lesson all over again. Time will tell.
Ah, yes! Nostalgia is a wonderful thing. It allows us the luxury of remembering a time when our lives were, at least in our minds, so much better. Our childhoods, adolescence, teen-age years, young adult-hood were clearly superior to what we are living with now. Heck, even the music we grew up with is better than what is being created and distributed today—if you can call it music. To one who listened to Classic Rock from the 60’s, it is impossible to have appreciation for the noise of today. And so on…
Yet, life goes on and the taste in music changes. So does economic thinking and I am willing to bet that an indebted life for the sake of keeping up with the Joneses will go out of style, although it will probably take years of intense hardship to convince people of that. It is far preferable to live within our ability to pay, even if that means that we do without, rather than mortgaging our future (and our children’s futures) so that we can live the good life today. It really will be a great day when that attitude has played itself out and we can all remember how good we had it before it was taken away.
Oh, and to make sure that it never happens again. This is the best thing we could leave our children.
“By the rivers of Babylon, There we sat down, Yeah, yeah, we wept, When we remembered Zion…” —Boney-M.
Note: Please understand that much of this has been written from a tongue-in-cheek perspective. Do not attempt to read more into it than is intended.
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