I wonder if after this is over some unbiassed scientific panel can go over the statements made by Fauci and company and have it used as evidence of medical malpractice. These people are worse than charlatans. I’d trust a witch doctor before I’d go to them for medical help.
I worked in the pharmaceutical industry for thirty years on the engineering side. That means I don’t know anything about medicine. But I do remember the last incurable deadly viral disease that rolled around, AIDS. And rather than demand that homosexuals stop buggering each other we invented an anti-retroviral cocktail that essentially stalled out the course of the disease indefinitely.
Based on the reports of the efficacy of ivermectin why exactly isn’t the medical community working feverishly to validate or refute the efficacy reports and look for further regimens that will make COVID a non-life-threatening illness? Supposedly this is all to allow the vaccine manufacturers to run the scam they have going indefinitely. But is that really true? Are we that stupid? Couldn’t one of the states, say Florida, empower their state board of health to recruit some of the research hospitals to get going on a definitive study to come up with a safe and effective treatment for this disease?
I begin to doubt that our modern civilization has much chance of lasting through the present decade. We have devolved into a hyper-partisan grudge match that seems endlessly stalemated. At this point it might be more fun to live in a lawless wasteland where at least I’d have the pleasure of shooting at anyone who ticked me off. All I’d need is a hockey mask, some barbells, a covey of demented henchmen and a taste for sadistic revenge.
But I digress. Come on red state governors, wake up. We’ve been played by Fauci for a year and a half. It’s obvious he will never let this end. Declare an end yourselves. Get the actual doctors to do some clinical work and publish a protocol and let the world get back to living. If you let Fauci and that drooling idiot in the White House have their way we’ll never be free to live our lives. Wake up.
That lying sack of crap, Anthony Fauci M.D., stole a year from us. And more than a year. He smashed millions of small businesses that took lifetimes to build up. He drained away the life savings of a generation of hard-working people. He interrupted and marred the education of tens of millions of children. He imprisoned a nation of 330 million and delayed marriages, births and every hope and dream of a nation. And the most horrible thing is that it was for no benefit whatsoever. The same people who would have died from COVID did die and are dying despite all of the useless torture that was inflicted on the healthy population of our country. He is a tin-pot Pol Pot. May he roast in Hell.
But yesterday was a renewal. Almost all the descendants of my parents were gathered together in one place and time and enjoyed a party that included all the familiar and life-affirming rituals of a summer get together. And even the weather blessed us with perfection. Eighty-two degrees, bright sun with just a few wispy clouds, bone dry air and a refreshing breeze. Just warm enough for some people to go in the pool and just cool enough to let the young at heart toss around a baseball or play a few lawn games with their kids and grandkids and even let one person watch her great-grand-children play.
Camera Girl in her culinary wisdom decided that instead of a barbecue she would cook the traditional Southern Italian peasant feast. Ziti baked with cheese, eggplant parmigiana, meatballs, sausage and to start with, our version of an antipasto. Huge portions were devoured with zeal and fueled loud and animated shouting about amusing and nonsensical things. And in my earshot, there was not a moment of political discussion or anger. Spirits were higher than high. The highlight of the day for me was a four-way catch with two of my grandsons and a nephew. I haven’t really had a good long baseball catch since forever. Even the afternoon sun that was directly in my eyes I found enjoyable. I actually felt young again. Maybe today my shoulder is a little sore but it felt fine while we were out in that golden sun.
When my younger daughter showed up with her little 2 ½ year old girl the baby was terrified by all of the old fat strange-looking men shouting to be heard over each other in the meal hall I set up with folding tables and chairs. After all, she has spent her entire conscious life in lockdown and hardly saw anyone but her parents and grandparents. A cacophony of sound and strange faces truly frightened her. But her mother was smart. She took the baby outside on the deck and then into the swimming pool that she loves and there she was able to meet and play with the other children and slowly by degrees bring her back to the crowded areas where even the loudest old men were, at this point, too gorged with food to make much noise or even move. So even that residue of the Fauci curse was lifted. From two to ninety-two everyone was partaking in an old-fashioned family get together.
And I will be honest when I say that the relief to finally all get together made this the most enjoyable, least stressful gathering I can ever remember. By the time the pie and ice cream and coffee were finished and sun was long below the horizon everyone was satisfied and ready to gather their children and say their goodbyes and head back on the road to home. But promises were made to get together at the other homes for other occasions and other holidays. Labor Day and Thanksgiving and Christmas lie ahead. And we have broken the ice and hopefully we won’t allow that creepy little man to steal anymore of our lives away again. It’s over and normal life has returned.
Today I spent the day with my family. No masks, no outdoor seating, no nothing. I spent the day with my children and their families. I spent hours with my grandchildren and I caught up with them about school and their hobbies and other things like what they were reading. And with the two youngest I played a game of catch that went on for a couple of hours. It was exhausting and wonderful. And then we had a grand meal. My son in law let my daughter relax for Mother’s Day and went outside and grilled steaks and salmon and we had a feast. And then we had some excellent Italian pastries and coffee.
And I sat down after dinner and talked to my oldest grandson who is a junior in high school and asked him about his math classes and he said he is doing well in calculus. He is much like me and I think he will end up in engineering or computer science. And we discussed some of his other activities. He has a 3D printer that I funded and I was glad to hear that he has learned how to replace the parts that wear out and make the adjustments needed to keep it working well. Later I spoke with my daughter and she told me about the straight A’s her son has been getting in math. And that made me happier than anything. I guessed that he would have academic abilities but I was afraid he would also have inherited from me a disregard for studying. I always depended on just raw ability to barely squeak by without doing anything but last-minute cramming. Hearing that he had picked up some discipline was music to my ears.
And I spoke with my next oldest grandson. He had grown a lot over the last year and now was almost as tall as his older brother. And we talked about his school sports. He loves playing soccer and basketball and now he’s added tennis to his games. He was happy about being able to play again now that school was returning to normal. I’ve seen him play and he has great enthusiasm and talent. And he was so personable and cheerful. That was personal growth and great to see.
The other two boys, the little guys were live wires and played and bickered with each other and gave me the chance to chide them about their outlaw behavior. We talked about dinosaurs and giant ants and ninjas. Of course.
I knew I missed all these things during this insane lockdown but now I remembered exactly what they felt like. Camera Girl and I were smiling all the way home and we went on and on about how good it was to see everyone and how we would have a pool party for the kids with a barbecue very soon.
And I think how much we were robbed of in the last year. Our children were cheated out of a year of their education. Our neighbors were cheated out of the businesses they had built up over the course of a lifetime. Our country was cheated out of the freedoms that have been the birthright of this country for centuries. And all of us were cheated out of the government we voted for.
All of this was done under the false pretense that COVID was a deadly plague that threatened everyone. We were lied to and bullied into giving up all these things and then humiliated into walking around with a pathetic mask that was supposedly keeping away the invisible invader. We had to forego human contact with those we cared for the most. Even those who actually did die from the virus had to die alone in a hospital surrounded by masked strangers.
But now we see that the masks did nothing and all the same people lived or died regardless of these useless gestures. In Florida the people were freed from the masks and other restrictions and they had lower death rates than New York where everyone remained locked down for a year. And now maybe people will start to wake up from this charade and hold responsible those who perpetrated this fraud on us. Newsom and Cuomo and Fauci are the names that stand out. But there are dozens of governors and mayors who locked up their people and enjoyed their little reign of terror. They locked up innocent people but let the BLM gangsters have free rein to form mobs of people and terrorize the hard-working people of their states.
So, the nonsense about COVID has stopped scaring people. Now we have to decide if we are going to get our lives back the way they were. If we can’t do that then we’re slaves here and should look around for a better place to live.
It is truly amazing that the CDCD has only now discovered that people walking around in the open air basically pose zero chance of spreading COVID. I wonder what they’ll discover tomorrow. Maybe that the absurd masks that people are wearing do absolutely nothing to prevent sub-micron sized virus particles from moving in or out on the air they pass.
In the pharmaceutical industry sterile solutions are maintained bacteria free by using 0.2 micron or maybe 0.1 micron filters to remove the bacteria. But no one pretends that they are excluding viruses. During the final purification of a biological medicine nanofiltration is used to remove viruses. The pore size for these filters is 35 nanometers which is equal to 0.035 micron. And in reality, the viruses can only be filtered because they are first denatured by a change in the pH of the solution. But let’s pretend that 0.035 micron is the filtration size needed. What is the pore size of a bandana or even one of those wonderful hospital masks? Well, assuming that half of the air doesn’t just move through the open sides of the mask where pore size would be measured in centimeters, the pore size of the cloth is more like 10 to 100 microns. So what we’re talking about as a best case is that the openings of the mask are 285 times larger than what is needed to block virus particles.
Senator Rand Paul who is himself a medical doctor has on several occasions harangued Fauci to stop lying about the efficacy of masks and admit it’s just theater. But Fauci will never do it. He is like the village witch doctor shaking a rattle and burning incense to scare away the evil spirits that cause the disease that is afflicting the village. His audience is invested in the lie and to admit now that they’ve suffered through a year of this nonsense and madness for nothing would be to admit they were fools or co-conspirators in the fraud.
But at least now that I’ve had my miracle injections, I am immortal and virtually above the law. I could walk down the street and fire bullets helter-skelter into the crowd and if a policeman tried to stop me I’d merely flash my COVID vaccine card and he’d smile and loan me some rounds for a reload. I’ve already accepted invitations for my first get togethers and am practically giddy with anticipation. I will be breaking bread (and meat) across an indoor table with people I haven’t been face to face with in a year. The fact that I had to be injected with quasi-dangerous pharmaceuticals to do it is an outrage and a crime but since Dementia Joe is now Leader of the Formerly Free World what could I expect?
Recently Camera Girl was listening to some idiotic news show and after hearing the talking heads yammer on about COVID she asked me if the vaccines would be needed every year. I barked out a bitter laugh and said, “Oh absolutely.” I think it’s finally dawning on her and a lot of other people that we are going to be tortured by these idiots from now on.
But I’ll bask in the glory of knowing I’ll be seeing human beings face to face very soon. Small steps, small victories.
At this point does anyone honestly believe what Fauci, Biden and the idiots in the press told us? I guess the point is there were plenty of people who didn’t believe it but were willing to make believe in order to take advantage of this whole boondoggle.
This doctor is here telling the US Senate that he has mountains of evidence to prove that the active ingredient in my dog’s heartworm medicine is both, a foolproof prophylactic agent against catching COVID and an almost sure cure for recovering from it. I have to assume that Fauci and the rest of his colleagues are either completely incompetent as doctors or actively working against the interests of the American people. We need a new country.