Our Darkest Day is Here and Now
Quiet, isn’t it?
Hardly a car on the road, not a soul in the lane, no beer in the pub.
That’s the sound of submission and acquiescence; that deafening stillness is freedom’s dying, silent scream.
With hardly a murmur of dissent, the sheeple of Britain have applauded the theft of their personal freedom – all in the name of a disease less deadly than the annual ‘flu season.
Last Tuesday was the darkest and most shameful day in our history.
We will live to rue the day.
The blustering dolt we elected to the office of Prime Minister imposed sweeping draconian restrictions on every single one of us.
Yes, the loveable clown, Blundering BoJo, seized almost absolute power with hardly a dissenting murmur of concern.
Hardly anyone said a dickie-bird about it.
It was a supremely slick seizure of power: any common-or-garden dictator would be envious.
They call it “Lockdown” – because it’s so much less inflammatory than “House Arrest”, don’t you think?
The media praised and the public applauded, not counting the losses or considering the legacy we are bestowing on the next generation and many generations still to come.
And so began a suicidal, manufactured, economic catastrophe, in which our kids have been sold into future slavery to pay back the mountains of imaginary money borrowed by government to be thrown willy-nilly at the smoke and mirrors “pandemic”.
Cowardly people-pleasing politics, exalting the Sacred Cow of the NHS, or something altogether more dark and sinister?
Let’s be clear here: people will die of COVID-19, because viruses kill people – especially sick people.
Viruses are a fact of life.
That’s a fact of life.
But the choices being made “on behalf of the British People” seem to miss those two vital facts, and the ensuing immorality of selling my son, and all of your sons and daughters into a lifetime of debt slavery is beyond me. My gorgeous boy and every single one of your gorgeous girls and boys will be gifted the debts of these cowardly politicians, goaded into action by the corrupt media and the mass outcry of the gullible herd.
It sickens me to see Britain – and much of the World – spooked by a so-so disease which has been marketed as a “pandemic” by the corrupt World Health Organisation.
Frankly, it’s unbelievable that the WHO is taken seriously by anyone.
This is – after all - the same World Health Organisation which thought Robert Mugabe (the notoriously corrupt former president of Zimbabwe – yes, that Robert Mugabe) would be a suitable “Goodwill Ambassador”.
The same World Health Organisation whose Director-General is accused of suppressing news of Cholera epidemics in Ethiopia and Eritrea in order to shield political cronies.
Mugabe was forced out of the post after a day or two, but the stench of corruption hangs around the WHO and Dr Tedros, who remains in office to this day.
The WHO estimates that up to 650,000 people die of ‘flu every years – COVID-19 stands at a paltry 47,174 deaths.
Flu doesn’t blow-up the economy, neither does it rob people of their freedom of movement and association, the right to assemble, or put them under house arrest.
We’ve always had ‘flu and we probably always will.
We’ve always had freedom, of a sort, but not any more.
How many lives would Government spend to fight a hot war for freedom against an oppressor?
Many, many times more than C-19 will cost.
But the unfought battle is already lost.
Freedom will be returned to us, but not in full.
There will be no full roll-back of the “Johnson Decree”. We, and all our children – and all of their children - we will all be poorer as a consequence of this irrational madness and the monstrous theft perpetrated in broad daylight.
The story so far:
And the future?
I don’t know about you, but that looks pretty grim to me.
But the biggest loser was our collective ability to think. To dispassionately consider the facts, look beyond soundbites, disreputable politicians, self-appointed “experts” and government sidekicks, to ask difficult, penetrating questions and be courageous in the face of Truth.
The war has already been lost, and in War the first casualty is Truth.
Lockdown is the new Normal, so get used to it, because it will get worse – probably much worse. Little by little the ratchet will be applied: tightened, released a little, then tightened a little more; over and over again.
You were warned, oh yes you were warned.
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