JON RAPPOPORT deconstructs the hype about rising cases of coronavirus. Many others have said the same thing, over and over again. People refuse to listen. They want to believe the worst.

Here are some interesting observations from a former radiographer and medical technician. This is worth studying. A Vodafone whistleblower says coronavirus is a cover for the effects of 5G rollout. (Ignore the warning. The link is not harmful.)

HELPFUL tips from The Bangor Daily News.

DO birds spread the coronavirus? This is a crucial question and if there isn’t a team of Harvard scientists working on it, I would be shocked and dismayed.

I was thinking about this question yesterday after reading the touching comments of a reader who braved the New Normal to go birdwatching. Personally, I would say that chickadees, blue jays, wrens, cardinals and many others, as adorable as they can be, are definitely super-spreaders since they go about breathing the open air and some of that air, at least until Comrade Biden implements the national mask mandate enforceable with jail terms, must contain germs.

Birds are not locked down. Not yet.

Until they are confined to their nests, those of us foolishly willing to risk death from a virus with a greater than 99 percent survival rate should take advantage of this opportunity.

Enjoy birds. They are everywhere. They are free for the watching. They can fill the days of Home Aloners — those who no longer go to the office and are slowly losing their minds in between Zoom calls — with the small, innocent pleasures. A dictatorial consensus exists among world leaders that small pleasures must be destroyed, the sooner the better. But they are going to have a hard time rounding up all the birds, not that I would for a minute put that past them either.

Did I ever tell you about the time my younger son and I were talking about the Baltimore Orioles then nesting in our yard? We were standing in the kitchen chatting about how beautiful their calls were when there was a loud knock at the glass front door. Guess who it was? One of the Orioles. I kid you not. He was standing on the ground and knocking with his beak. He clearly appreciated the compliments and wanted in. Later he knocked at one of the windows. You see? Birds have a social streak, and it’s going to take a lot to control it. They’re just not used to being bossed around by petty tyrants and we can learn something from their love of freedom. We can at least rejoice when we see a hawk soaring overhead or a flock of crows noisily traveling together or ducks swimming less than six feet apart in the chilly waters of early winter that they have more freedom of movement than we do.

A reader highly recommends the videos of Lesley the Bird Nerd, who even has birds eat out of her hands. Lesley cured a case of depression with birdwatching. Maybe you can too!!

God lovingly gave us birds as companions of sorts. They do things we can’t do and we do things they can’t do. You almost never see a dead bird. When they die, they go off and do it discreetly, as if to spare us the news of their mortality. We can learn from each other and share our mutual journeys, traveling through this crazy world, wing to wing. That reminds me of the beautiful poem “Master Speed” by Robert Frost, in which he speaks of life as the movement of flying and compares a married couple to a pair of birds:

No speed of wind or water rushing by
But you have speed far greater. You can climb
Back up a stream of radiance to the sky,
And back through history up the stream of time.
And you were given this swiftness, not for haste
Nor chiefly that you may go where you will,
But in the rush of everything to waste,
That you may have the power of standing still —
Off any still or moving thing you say.
Two such as you with such a master speed
Cannot be parted nor be swept away
From one another once you are agreed
That life is only life forevermore
Together wing to wing and oar to oar.

[Thank you to a special correspondent.]

“A LABOUR government has just been returned to power in Queensland. I think they ran on a ‘Trust us to keep you safe from CoVID’ platform. I don’t have a television or buy newspapers – but from the how-to-vote card it looked to me like this was the pitch. It was just so funny you had to see all the sheeple standing masked and socially distanced in line to vote for organized crime. And no sooner was the government back in the kitchen, they put mutton straight onto the menu with euthanasia legislation.

“They have to start somewhere with the depopulation Agenda and there are just too many oldies clogging up the pension system. We are the obvious go-to for the needed CoVID numbers. They can’t just keep pulling these cases out of their wazoo. As they have tanked the economy, predictably, they will start with us.

“Fitting all this into the Big Doctor/Big Abortion business model of CoVID Biosecurity will take some doing.

“These totally subverted Marxist governments are not Western governments. They are not even post-Christian Western states. They are Communist operations and have been for years.”

— From “Savvy Australian Granny Paints Grim Picture“

Mont St.Michel, France

“COME, Holy Ghost: Come, God who art love! Fill my poor heart, void, alas, of all good. Enkindle me, that I may love thee; enlighten me, that I may know thee; draw me, that I may find all my joy and my delight in thee; make me capable of enjoying thee.”

— St. Gertrude

“History teaches us that mankind only evolves significantly when it’s dead scared: It then mobilizes defense mechanisms, sometimes intolerable (singling out scapegoats and giving birth to totalitarianism); sometimes futile (to find distraction); sometimes efficient (therapeutic ones that discard eventually all the older moral principles). Once the crisis is behind us, it [mankind] transforms these mechanisms to make them compatible with individual freedom, and to inscribe them into a democratic health policy. The pandemic could provoke such a structuring fear.”

— Jacques Attali, 2009

FROM “Notes of a Pizza Deliveryman:”

I will eat a slice of the stuff every now and then, but when I hear a child or adult say pizza is their favorite food, I cringe. They must have never had my grandmother’s lasagna, my grandfather’s beef roast, my mother’s London Broil, my neighbor’s elk steak, or my pastor’s grilled trout. Have they ever been to real restaurant? I don’t eat out very often, but when I do I prefer to visit an establishment that serves real food, and has a quiet and elegant atmosphere. In Denver I like the Briarwood, Simms Steakhouse (formerly Simms Landing), the Chart House (Genesee), and the Greenbriar Inn up in Boulder, to name a few.

Yes, they cost a bit, but even when my family was of very limited means I recall being taken to these places for special occasions. I would have to wear nice clothes, and could not act like a barbarian. These are some of the most magical memories of my childhood, the wonder of being taken to a special restaurant, getting to taste a special dish from the land of my ancestors or a local delicacy. The tablecloths, the multiple forks and utensils set at my place at the table, the dignified and well-dressed waiters, everything made the atmosphere special. Read More »

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KATHERINE writes:

I was birdwatching at a wildlife preserve last Sunday and I was not wearing a mask.  It was a beautiful, sunny day. I had stopped on the path, to try and identify a little bird way up high in the trees.  I had moved over to the edge of the path, which is a good six feet wide, so as not to be in anyone’s way.  A couple was walking toward me; the young woman had slipped her mask up around her elbow, but as they got closer, the young man moved his mask up over his face, then moved it back down as soon as they had passed me.  This is utter insanity!

I have spent a lot of time birding at this particular place, and in the past, people would always greet each other on the paths.  Often people would stop to compare notes on birds they had seen. Not any more. Now everyone scoots over to the far side of the path, to “social distance” from others. Read More »

“SURRENDER to me does not mean to fret, to be upset, or to lose hope, nor does it mean offering to me a worried prayer asking me to follow you and change your worry into prayer. It is against this surrender, deeply against it, to worry, to be nervous and to desire to think about the consequences of anything. It is like the confusion that children feel when they ask their mother to see to their needs, and then try to take care of those needs for themselves so that their childlike efforts get in their mother’s way. Surrender means to placidly close the eyes of the soul, to turn away from thoughts of tribulation and to put yourself in my care, so that only I act. Saying, You take care of it.

O Jesus, I surrender myself to you, take care of everything! (10 times)

From The Surrender Novena of Fr. Dolindo Ruotolo

A CORRESPONDENT writes:

Trump waves to cheering fans as he drives though huge crowds of supporters at the ‘Million MAGA March’ in D.C. on his the way to the golf course as clashes break out between rival protesters. Did you read this carefully? He’s going golfing again. He is supposed to run the country not play. What a joke the country is since we betrayed God and his commandments! God’s grace has been withdrawn! Replaced with Lucifer’s Chaos!

Why wouldn’t he play golf? He knows he doesn’t pull the strings. He knows there’s a plan. He may even win this thing, and precipitate civil war. He’s an actor, a pro-wrestler, a puppet, a pathological liar, another Masonic pedophile addicted to fame and lies.

Did he accomplish a few good things? Yes, but they pale in comparison to broken promises.

He never locked Hillary up for crimes against the state and that’s why we have Biden.

He disbanded the Voter Fraud Commission in 2018, handing us a disaster in 2020.

He never drained the swamp.

He never deported illegals as promised.

He celebrated increased immigration.

He didn’t eliminate the Federal Reserve.

He led the wrecking of the economy, the shredding of Constitutional rights and the perpetration of one of the biggest medical frauds in history.

He sold future generations with trillions in new debt.

He let the cities burn.

He loves the villainous vax.

His fighting spirit inspired beaten-down Americans, but they were had. He made Israel great again, not America.

Why wouldn’t he play golf? He doesn’t care.

Go home, real protestors. Go home, paid agitators. Neither of these would-be presidents cares a fig about you. Your children will be sterilized or sickened by the vax either way. Your small businesses will die either way. Your schools will be indoctrination centers either way. Your monuments will be toppled and your books burned either way. You will be infantilized and tortured by bureaucracy either way. You will be poor either way. You will have poisoned skies either way. You will be demonized for loving your heritage either way. The truth will be censored either way.

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WHO is talking about this? Biden or Trump? The answer of course is, neither!
 

FROM Dr. Joseph Mercola, quoted here:

In my May 2020 interview above with Robert Kennedy Jr., he summarized the history of coronavirus vaccine development, which began in 2002, following three consecutive SARS outbreaks. By 2012, Chinese, American and European scientists were working on SARS vaccine development, and had about 30 promising candidates. Read More »

Skating in Central Park, William Glackens; 1910

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