February 3, 2022 By
Dee Chadwell
Two years ago when the
news of COVID engulfed the nation we all donned whatever masky device we
could rig and ventured forth to stock up on toilet paper. We heard, to
our dismay, that some jobs were essential and some weren’t, but we
bought into that. It all seemed otherworldly, 1984-ish, and
scary. Then, after just a few weeks, the news of Hydroxychlorquine and
Ivermectin started to surface and the crisis seemed manageable. Whew! I
thought. Thank you, God, for providing such a timely discovery; we’ll be
able to dodge this bullet. I had failed to realize what bullet was
racing toward us.
For,
despite evident cures, the lockdowns continued. The masks -- soon shown
to be useless -- not only stayed on our faces, but became religious
icons, virtue-signaling devices. We stopped striking up conversations
with strangers. Our kids sat, hour after hour, day after day, in front
of computer screens that presented to them the bare minimum of an
education -- if that. We quit going to the movies. ”Out to eat” became
just that -- out in the cold on make-shift patios. No parties. No
church. No jobs........
- Fauci kept adding layers to our masks, which we knew didn’t work, and he
still kept his job.
- He’s still pushing both masks and the vaccines,
neither do much good, both do a lot of harm, and still he keeps his job.
He should, by rights, not only be fired but be locked up somewhere
ugly. But we do nothing. We hear rumors of powerful people advocating
for “depopulation,” a clinical, mechanical, hidey-word for killing folks
in huge numbers. Yet, we don’t resist.............To Read More....