Readers have noticed I’ve been redoubling my efforts lately to expose medical crimes. This circus of madmen needs exposing.
Medical criminals are leeches on the public body. They will say and do anything to maintain their position of authority.
They will say their fantasies are fact. They will say their toxic drugs are cures. They will say their useless and fake diagnoses are real. They will, when they work for drug companies, claim their latest maybe-could-be-hope-so breakthrough innovation is right around the corner.
As they work on their victims, they will deny they are sucking the life blood out of them. They will say they are helping them.
And they will defend themselves as scientists.
This is my experience working as an INDEPENDENT reporter for 35 years.
This is my experience investigating the center-stage area of the medical system: the long-term treatment of illness that goes on and on, from one diagnosis to another, one toxic drug to another, as people are brought into the circus, as they are guided through the circus for their whole lives.
The whole circus is fake. It’s a delusion. It’s money. It’s profit. It’s control. It’s poisonous. It’s the rigor of the parasite feeding on its victim.
The way to get out of it is to get out of it.
Over the years, I’ve had the ambition and the determination to document these medical matters. I’ve found evidence by the truckload. I’ve approached readers from many different angles with that evidence. I continue to do so.
What keeps me going is my perception of the circus—that it is a presentation of reality, a whole-hog reality, invented from scratch, by fools and liars and pretenders and psychopathic criminals.
What keeps me going is the understanding that the other side is: revolt—which includes people creating their own reality, the reality they truly want.
These are unshakable things.
The leeches know they need us for their sustenance. They are trying to pass laws that will make it mandatory for us to line up and watch them work on us—new laws, more laws. More binding laws.
So freedom is the clarion call. Freedom dispels the delusions and exposes the fakers. Freedom means people choose how to deal with their own bodies and minds. Freedom is the silver bullet to the vampiric lunatics. Freedom is the imperative. And freedom never goes away, even for the most abject slave. It comes to him in his dreams.
Freedom is the essence. You look at it, you take it. You stand with it. You launch from it.
Mainstream medical reporters—the most entrenched ones—are a low breed. They defend the leeches. They rally the public, who, hypnotically and aggressively (knowing nothing) stand for “science.” This is the great joke in the middle of the circus. The great, cruel, enduring joke. (Click to Article)
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