Introvert Time Again, My Life Up In Pictures

Seriously, just because I’m there doesn’t mean I want to do stuff like small talk. Sometimes I don’t talk just to see if they notice.

Text before knocking

Every day I get older, the more this is true.

I treat people the way they should be treated, accordingly. It’s how I can be nice to one person and an asshole to the next. It’s on you.

I don’t kid about this one. I kill people off in my autobiography a lot.

Nose Hair Extensions, They’ve Taken It Too Far This Time

Several beauty bloggers have taken to Instagram to post whether this was a trend to stay or a trend to say nay to.

And it’s not just one beauty blogger either, it’s several…

https://www.instagram.com/p/BadLJYHn1QC/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Yeah, I don’t think this one is for me, or will be a fad that takes off, but click the link to see the reactions.

I Might Watch SNL For The First Time In Years

The snowflake SJW woke little crybabies in NY are so hurt by words that they won’t support one of the best comedians since Richard Pryor.

People that won’t do their jobs should be fired. Then hire un-woke funny writers.

I can’t take the woke crap and Trump bashing. If it were funny, I’d watch like I used to.

With these children gone for a week and Chapelle hosting, it has a chance of being good tonight.

For the rest of the staff, work or be fired.

Middle Age Summed Up, And Yes It’s True

1 and 2 yes.

3 no because I exercise a lot

4 includes medicine

5 been happening for decades

6 worn glasses forever it seems

7 and 8 are expected, but I’ve been in software a long time so no biggie other than what to do while it’s happening

9 Hell, I won’t make a Dr appointment that early and I’ve been up for a while

10 I keep wondering if I’ll break my day record for this every week

11 frequently

12 The one problem on the list I don’t have

Here Is A Weather Report With Information I Actually Need To Know – Introvert Style

From wirecutter at Knuckledraggin my life away

I don’t really have social anxiety, I just don’t want to small talk and waste time. Hello is a perfectly good conversation.

I’ve seen people I like at the store and still went either to the next aisle, the other side of the store or just out. I’m not there to talk. I usually have music going in my ears anyway.

If I actually wanted to talk, I or the other person would have already texted.

The worst is chatty girls who talk to you like you were their girlfriend. If you understood men, you wouldn’t do this. We’d appreciate that more that a lot of things.

This is the opposite of a hall meeting at work. I didn’t always avoid them as you could get done in 5 minutes what normally took an hour out of your day. It’s the lesser of 2 evil’s if you have to see someone. Do it for the minimal time possible. I didn’t want to see them either, but this kept it to a minimum.

Introvert Humor

Be there or be square?

Go big or go home?

I find it funny when my family says stuff like, “everyone else is doing it, why don’t you want to?”. Or this one, “I always love to get together with others, what’s wrong with you?”. Don’t try to shame me into doing stuff. It hasn’t worked on me since I was a child.

Nothing is wrong with me. I’d rather not go to people events. I say what is wrong with you for not understanding others who are different to you?

Most of all, I’ve discovered that I don’t go to something if there isn’t an exit strategy for me if it sucks. I go to events I can’t get out of in 2 cars so I can go.

I almost always one of the first to leave as my social battery is on life support at this point in my life.

So go big or go home? How about stay home with my stuff and not have to put up with people being fake.

A Life Lesson About Tomorrows. How Many Are Left?

What does tomorrow mean to us? I thought about that today. It occurred to me that I don’t have as many tomorrows left. As endless as they used to be, I’d grab at a new handful of them. For now, I’m glad to have the next one. They grow fewer every day (sorry, I had to put that in)

Young

When I was young, I never thought about tomorrow. It always came. Some took forever like when I cared about my birthday, and others flew by.

When something has an endless supply, the value is less. It’s economics. I never considered that I’d be working, or retired, or would have kids, a mortgage or any responsibility. Live for today. It was all about today. I had no real yesterday’s to learn from yet.

If I did think about tomorrow, it was the kid dream about being an astronaut or pilot (what I thought about).

That was so long ago and the days between now and then are so numerous that it seems, like another life for me. I’ve lived many different lives within the one I chronologically am still in.

School

I recall sitting in the classroom watching the clock ticking away. Tick, tick, tick towards when I’d be able to go home. Time was endless on those days, and this was just between 2 and 2:15 in elementary school. The only good tomorrow started on Friday.

By the time I got to college, I was aware that life was right around the corner. Still, I enjoyed the day without a care. I ignored that inevitable tomorrow. When it came, it was in the form of an exam, or a girlfriend or another event in life. It was finite and had little consequence as to what my next day held. Still, I had no real cares and a lot of what tomorrow brought was a new experience.

Letdowns started to happen, but the ocean of tomorrows never crossed my mind as I did stupid stuff. I think I lost a few tomorrows by taking too many risks. Somehow I survived and was able to live to the next day, always another tomorrow. It was expected.

Responsibility Years

Life marched on and I grew up, bought a home and started a family. Tomorrows always came, but now they came with other’s problems also. It wasn’t the carefree days when your kid is sick or in trouble. I didn’t have time to think about tomorrow as today brought 10 tons of manure in a 5 ton truck.

So much is happening in your life you take tomorrow for granted or you are too busy to think about anything but today. If you do, those thoughts are invaded with things you have to get done or do for others.

I did notice one thing. I was starting to have a lot of yesterday’s. Some of them happy and some sad. There were lessons learned on both.

The ocean of tomorrows was still seemingly full as it (now) quickly drained away.

Deaths

The first reminders of fewer tomorrows happened here. Those you used to know have run out of tomorrows.

When you are young, say at a grandparents funeral, you can’t comprehend time not being endless for you. By middle age, you know it is closer, but most choose to ignore the reality of time slipping away.

Growing Older

Rarely, do tomorrows bring something new to me. Occasionally, I get a different version of something I’ve been through. I have many more yesterdays now than the number of tomorrows remaining.

The kids are grown. The mortgage is paid off. I no longer work. I’m among the oldest of my relatives now. It brought me to how many tomorrows there will be. Among those, how many will be good or bad? Will there be tough times?

I try to enjoy the days, even if the tasks are mundane. I have less patience for things that don’t seem meaningful to me. My meaningful scale has changed dramatically over life.

From time to time (becoming far too common), people I know run out of their tomorrows. As I sit at the funerals, life comes into perspective for me, at least the part on Earth.

Tomorrows aren’t endless. You only come with so many. Some have more than others and some enjoy them more than others.

Most of life’s struggles are over, except what happens when the tomorrow’s are running out.

Here’s hoping for another tomorrow, and that it doesn’t suck for me.

An Idea That Will Make Me A Millionaire, The Jabbed Males Are Becoming Infertile

hat tip Irish

There aren’t a lot of us around that can do this. I wonder if they’ll lend a helping hand.

Because, it turns out that the jab can make you infertile or give you ED.

Story here:

Pfizer’s “Vaccine” Causes Astonishing Drop in Male Fertility – Men Have Not Been Informed nor Given Their Consent

Excerpt:

Pfizer’s mRNA Covid-19 Vaccine, in Fact, Cause an Astonishing Drop in Male Fertility

On June 22, 2022, Andrology published a bombshell study [6] – which did not even include the effects of additional booster injections – showed a staggering drop in male fertility, with an average decrease of 22.1% across the study group, from the initial injections alone.

The investigators studied participants for five months after they received Pfizer’s vaccine. At close to six months post-vaccination, sperm concentration, motility, and total motile count were all still in significant states of decline versus pre-vaccination levels. Sperm concentration had not recovered at all and was, in fact, at its lowest point yet.

Despite these alarming outcomes, the published study went on to encourage vaccination.

Alarmingly, men continue to receive incomprehensibly contradictory messages, being told to keep injecting the mRNA vaccines even when the study that contains these exhortations, clearly demonstrates adverse fertility results – for men.

Biology 101 For The Alphabet People

Also steers:

It’s why they need to stop ruining the kids by trying to pervert them into thinking they are something they weren’t born to be. It’s hard enough to be a kid trying to figure out all of the life stuff while you are skinning your knees or having fun not worrying about inflation, paying the bills or nimrod’s at work.

Even when they go through puberty, all the hormones keep them from figuring out what to do later in the day, much less the rest of their lives.

You can change your appearance (and pretend to be another gender), but not your sex. It’s still XX or XY no matter what you cut off or add on.

And lay off the kids

CDC Director: Fauci Lied About Gain Of Function

Robert Redfield, a self-described friend of Anthony Fauci and former CDC director, talked to Substack writer Paul D. Thacker about Fauci possibly funding gain-of-function research and the lab-leak theory.

“The potential for conspiracy is really on the other side,” Redfield said in the article published Thursday. “The conspiracy is Collins, Fauci, and the established scientific community that has acted in an antithetical way to science.”

Redfield was reportedly “very concerned” when at the outset of the pandemic Fauci promoted theories that the pandemic originated in a Chinese wet market, and dismissed theories that it originated in a lab in Wuhan, China.

“I told Tony that I’m very concerned that he was championing this theory that it came from animals, but there is another theory: that it came from a laboratory,” Redfield added.

The rest of the story is here, but unless you live under a rock, this shouldn’t be news to you.

He lied, Gates, CDC, NIH, WHO, MSM, Congress, Cuomo, Newsome, Birx, Biden and the rest of them lied about the true nature of Covid, it’s roots and especially the jab.

They got rich off of it and I don’t care. If that is what you want then take your money and go away. These people also take away the fact that they murdered for money

Two Completely Different Versions Of The Same Story – Proof That Sex Sells

It was every man’s fantasy. I was going to be in a den of women I’d never met and I’d never see again. They were there just for me during my time. It was something I needed to do before I die and did.

Here is the same story told from alternate points of view.

VERSION ONE, WITH THE SEX STUFF

I went there with a little anticipation. The whole thought of what I knew was going to happen set my nerves on fire. After all, even though I’ve been with many women, I’d never done this before. The first time for anything can be both a little unnerving and get you worked up simultaneously.

As I walked in, I was greeted by the first of the lovely ladies I would meet that day. She led me to where the whole thing was going to go down.

I had a seat and was told the ladies who would attend to my needs would come and welcome me to our private soiree. I saw that it was going to be two on one today.

While the tension was building, I had that tingling sensation between my legs, anticipating what was soon to happen.

In only a short time, I was ready to get started as Penelope and Kelly came out and took me to the back room. Their faces were hidden from me and I wondered if this was kinky or did they do this for everyone. Despite me being nervous, Penelope told me that they were experienced and there was nothing for me to worry about. She then told me to take off my clothes and lie back and enjoy what she’d done many times before. They even had my private bed clothes laid out for me to change into before we got down to business.

I have to admit, my heart began to race as I was going to be vulnerable at the hands of two women I’d only just met. Wanting to get on with it, I gladly laid down as they came over. The clothes didn’t fit as well as I wanted, but I figured that they would come off soon so it didn’t matter. I was far more interested in what they were about to do to me versus that what I looked like. I’d be looking at their faces between my legs anyway.

And so it began.

Penelope started first. There was a little small talk as she applied a generous amount of lubricant and reached up the sheet. It made it all the way to my manhood and it felt warm to the touch.

For 15 minutes, she went back and forth and up and down, slowly and sometimes stopping. She talked to me softly and told me everything she was going to do to me. Before she finished with me, she asked me if Kelly could join us. When I said yes, this is what I saw between my legs. Penelope guided Kelly’s hand to the same place and told her how to move it up and down then side to side. She made sure that no place was left untouched. I was watching 2 women’s hands doing their magic together.

Like all things, we finished and the girls left. I was alone to clean up, get dressed and be on my way, never to set eyes on either again. I knew this was probably a one time experience.

I walked away knowing a good thing happened. I didn’t feel the slightest bit of guilt nor did I think I’d cheated. I even paid for this and didn’t mind.

OK, HERE’S WHAT REALLY HAPPENED.

I had to go to the hospital to get an ultrasound on my boys. They gave me an old gown to wear. The technicians had N-95 masks on as did I so I never saw their faces. One was the lead and the other was a student who needed instruction on where to move the ultrasound wand.

I was covered up the whole time and was uncomfortable given what was happening.

The other version sounded way more interesting to me than what really happened.

We Are All Just Prisoners Of Our Own Device

hat tip Woosterman

I have two complete versions of this.

The first is my Introverted self saying this is one of the greatest inventions not to have to talk ever invented. Further, I can also isolate myself from others trying to small talk by putting in earbuds or headphones when it is safe and I want to get away. I’ve used this since movies on planes to not talk to others.

The second concerns potential victims of crime.

Of course there is the lack of social interaction which most people need to function (like a family). They look like the morons in the meme above.

My big one is situational awareness. When they are walking down the street oblivious to others in front or behind, they are a prime target for crime. They never see it coming. I use concealed hearing devices if I’m going to listen, which I rarely do when walking or being out in public other than the gym.

Someone could walk right up to them, commit a crime and they’d be unaware.

There is a more pervy aspect to this I’ve noticed. I walk by a bunch of girls (usually) lost on their phones and the young guys (usually) are looking to see anything if they can. I am very aware of my circumstances and frequently if there is something to look at (good looking person, outburst or any distraction) I look at the people watching the event causing the commotion. It’s much more telling and far more interesting.

There are many times I’ve been close enough to slap someone not paying attention because they are lost on their phone. They’d never see it coming.

In less dangerous scenarios, I often say something very wrong to people engrossed in their phone to see how much they aren’t paying attention. Most of the time, they should be shot, beat them for their crimes, ship them back or any other comment just flies of the heads.

If they do catch what I said, the whole situation is laid bare to the point that I am making, you are so lost in your phone you don’t care about what and who is around you.

Don’t be a target and put the damn phone down and join society.

College Degree’s And Their (Lack Of) Usefulness

See the Harvard short bus a couple of posts down.

Most of what I really learned happened after I started working. I get that an Ivy League degree gets you into the club in New York, but the rest of the world doesn’t care. The good workers rise to the top no matter where you studied.

Now, what you study matters. See below for examples.

I made some references below to everyone going to school. It’s not true. I’ve worked with plumbers who didn’t graduate high school, but had a Ph.D in their hands. They are as successful or more than a lot of college grads I’ve had to put up with.

I think the right college and the right degree are good and can be useful in life. You have to make the right choice on both. I don’t see a lot of that these days by those who need loan forgiveness.

Hello Harvard. The working world is pointing at you.
They teach you to be a victim and to blame others
The Meathead in the family thinks everyone has to go to college.
More evidence for Meathead.

And finally, the truth of the whole student loan crisis.

A Headline I Had to Find Out Why – Man smashes his way out of a COFFIN after being buried alive as sacrifice to pagan Pachamama goddess…

Two types of stupid were involved here.

First, a festival to worship Earth, and the second of course was there was alcohol involved.

People do stupid stuff a lot. There are a lot of them who believe the nonsense that we can either kill or save the planet. That is as narcissistic belief as the people who fly private jets around the world to try and stop it, and those who believe what they say.

I’ve heard of drawing on faces of passed out people, or covering them with whatever, but burying them alive? That’s a new level of stupid for me.

Childhood Games – Car Pool, With The Car Doors

After reaching both puberty and achieving my drivers license, we drove around and made up games. It was sort of like video games in real life.

Everyone has been in a car and someone scores a target based on how many points you get if you open the door by driving and hit them, or just hit them with the car. Before you gasp, this was teenage boys showing off without ever following through. It garnered a good laugh and we always did the same. We drove past the target and counted the score based on who called it first. No lives were lost that I know of.

But here were the rules…..

Old People or disabled – no score as they moved slow and are too easy to hit

Mooning old people – extra points if they grab their heart and gasp (ok, we really did this one)

Young couples or families – a double score, but still low as the kids are like old people, slow and easy

Regular pedestrians – multiple score if you get more than one

All of these are walkers, and aren’t much of a challenge. For higher scores, move on to….

Bikers – A fairly high score as they are a moving target and satisfying if they are holding up traffic. This can only be scored with an open door as hitting with a car wouldn’t be a challenge. The faster the biker, the higher the points. Multiple bikers garners a multiple score, like a 7-10 split.

Motorcycles – A very high score as they are fast. A lower but more satisfying score if you open the door while stopped in traffic and catch one cutting between cars.

Animals -no score as you should lose points if you hurt one. They don’t know you are playing a game.

Practice – revving your car while stopped before someone crosses the sidewalk, then waving them to cross as you keep revving. The smart ones will just say no and not cross.

Things You See In A College Town

They are moving in up here in hippie town. The U-Hauls are driving in like a tank brigade.

The locals are the ones that give me the most entertainment.

Here is one that I’ll guess has dyed hair, tattoo’s and piercings. I would have guessed a cat, but she already let me know about that one.

This next one is a typical mountain car. The armrest is on the outside, the headlights are taped on, the hood is dented and the windshield is cracked. It’s a Sequoia, which once was a very nice car. I’m guessing this one will get driven until it dies.

If You Have Any Questions About Pfizer’s Motives By Now, You Are Too far Gone To Save With The Truth

As with most things, humans are greedy. Funny how Milton Friedman calls this out in his discussion about why socialism and communism never work.

It was about money, power and control from the beginning. Those who are complicit are being exposed, but you have to open your eyes to the truth.

How To Know Who You Really Are – Try Writing Your Own Eulogy

An acquaintance’s father passed away a few years ago. He was an adjunct to a Five Star General in WWII and a press officer for IBM. He wrote his obituary and his funeral notice. It was spectacular. Not because it touted all that he had done, but that it was clear and concise. When my uncle died, I got that he was a pilot, but not much else and he did a lot of other things that would have been nice to hear.

It’s because someone else wrote his obituary. And there you have the key.

Write your own eulogy and find out what you want the world to know or not know about you. It’s harder than you think because you only have a short space to get in what are the highlights.

A BIGGER PROJECT

For me, it went to exploring the rest of my life and before I knew it, I’m writing about kindergarten or my 3rd job. No one will ever read it, but I finally found out that things like me being an introvert were there all along. My life would have been a lot easier if I’d have known the things I wrote. Sure, it’s hindsight, but the pattern was there. I wonder why it took me so long to see some things.

I remembered teachers (back to kindergarten), classmates, situations, jobs, life and so much that I couldn’t type fast enough. I knew I’d have to edit and re-edit for details and accuracy, but if I could remember it, I wrote it down. I forget a lot of stuff now anyway.

It fell out on the pages who was loyal or a back stabber to me. What was it that I expected or deliverd to friendships. Who I could count on and who I could count on to try to cause me difficulty or harm (mentally or physically).

I realized who was actually a friend and why, and who was passing through that time of my life, but didn’t remain. As I have said, there are a lot of characters in my autobiography who don’t make it to the end.

MY EULOGY

Guess what I haven’t finished yet. That’s right, the original project. I got so enthralled with trying to recall memories that sometimes would flood my mind, or that one deep memory that I hadn’t thought about in decades.

I’m going back to it as I need a break. It wasn’t just the writing, but having to re-experience feelings and situations that I’d buried were mentally taxing. I haven’t been blogging much as it has been overwhelming.

DO IT

Why? You will find out more about yourself than you could imagine. You think you know who you are until you write about your warts and missteps, the awkward things you said that you wish you could take back. Why you react the way you do instead of being more effective, especially when you are protecting your inner self.

I found out who I was and why I act the way I have. I got to re-visit a lot of times in my life. While writing, I put myself back into the 6 or 12 year old to feel those times again the way they were, instead of how my mind changed them over the years. Then, I thought if that moment affected my life later. Most times the answer was yes.

There were times I couldn’t type fast enough and had to keep a separate list of all the things I needed to write about. Conversely, I didn’t want to go back after vomiting up memories, joys and pain, success and failures in my life. I didn’t want to write the pain, but it felt better after having said it.

I’ll keep the eulogy, but delete the life story, no one cares anyway other than me. I won’t care soon either.

I guess I’d better get around to that Eulogy now so the kids don’t screw it up.

Oh Dear God, Yes, Please Stop This Horrible Event

Dear Workplaces, Churches, and Schools, PLEASE Stop Doing Icebreakers. Signed, Introverts.

I read Introvert Dear, most of which I agree with, but even introverts come in different flavors. Today they wrote an article that resonates with me.

When taking multiple personality tests, I always came up with the same 4 letters and the strongest was I (introvert), always. The rest define me also, but not for this post.

See 15 things Introverts want you to know, but might not tell you and look at networking events. They are the worst nightmare for us. Force a bunch of people together and let them talk about themselves until perhaps you might find something in common. That is hell for me. It’s like small talk, something else I loathe. I prefer the silence, almost every time.

Want to meet me and watch me talk passionately? I do stuff I am passionate about, and then find people who have that in common and we naturally connect, without the social pressure of being forced to.

Here is an excerpt from the article:

Icebreakers are supposed to be “fun,” but many introverts absolutely dread these activities because they force them into the spotlight.

Being an introvert at work has always been hard, but most days I get by just fine by minding my own business. For the most part, I don’t mind my job, and sometimes I even enjoy it.

Except when it comes to staff meetings.

I’ve been lucky that most of my past jobs haven’t required weekly staff meetings, because honestly, I’m not sure I could handle that. My current job only has quarterly staff meetings, but they’re enough to drain me and stress me out.

In fact, the most recent one was so difficult that I’m still reeling from it.

It’s part of why I hate family reunions and holidays. It’s forcing people together, only some of whom want to be there.

These are extrovert rules forced on us in public.

Another excerpt:

Why Introverts Hate Icebreakers

Not all introverts hate icebreakers, but many of them do, especially introverts like me who suffer from anxiety. I’m sure there are some extremely confident and self-assured introverts out there who have no trouble speaking in front of a crowd, but that’s never been me. (me: I can do it but hate it and it’s an act when I have to do it. Hell, I hate being at a small gathering and having to act like you are interested, when in fact most times people are more interested in talking about themselves. It’s like a Facebook post to get the most likes by telling the good parts about your life).

Why do introverts tend to feel uncomfortable during icebreakers? For one, an icebreaker forces you to become the center of attention. Whereas extroverts may enjoy being in the spotlight, introverts may find it overwhelming. In general, introverts thrive in calm environments where there isn’t much stimulation. I can’t think of a more stimulating situation than a roomful of eyes watching your every move! For introverts, all this attention may simply put their nervous system in overdrive. (I hate Christmas for this).

Also, icebreakers are supposed to move quickly, so there’s little time to think about what you’re going to say or do. Although no one likes being caught off-guard, for introverts, it can be especially difficult to think of something to say on the fly. That’s because the introvert’s brain might be wired a little differently in this sense. According to Marti Olsen Laney, author of The Introvert’s Advantage, we “quiet ones” may rely more on long-term memory as opposed to short-term or “working” memory, which makes us a little slower to gather our thoughts and speak out loud (it’s because we’re processing our thoughts and experiences deeply). Extroverts, on the other hand, may do the opposite. (Here’s the science.)

Personally, even when I come up with something to say, it never comes out quite the way I planned it in my head. I might stutter or stumble or mix up my words. In turn, this spikes my anxiety even more and leaves me feeling frazzled and embarrassed… all in front of people I work with… in a situation where I am trying to make a good impression. I know icebreakers are supposed to be “fun,” but I, like many introverts, absolutely dread them.

My Covid Adventure, A Non-Jabbed Person And A Triple Jabbed Person In The Same House, And The Results

It’s been a point of contention when Covid hit whether to be jabbed or not. I procrastinated getting jabbed at first until I could figure out fact from fiction. I soon understood that the jab was poison (ex-Pfizer exec called it a bioweapon). I have years of studying Crisper-Cas research so I knew the science behind it does not have enough of a track record, nor any long term results to know the DNA damage.

I also watched the propaganda arm of the government trying to force it on everyone before approval. Once they said it was an emergency and bypassed FDA approval, then indemnified the Pharma companies from damage and death. How does this not add up to being wrong to every neuron of IQ on what to do? How did people not see that they were being coerced, manipulated with lockdowns and fed a pack of at best misinformation.

I then looked at what data was suppressed and why, what medications were working as an actual cure and why, and the jab effectiveness at preventing Covid.

If you read about me, I am a person who see’s patterns in life. It came to me quickly that the jab was a ruse, it just took me a little longer to fill in the facts, but they couldn’t contain all the lies. It presented itself to me and I’ve written over 10,000 words on this blog about Covid and the jab, most of which you didn’t read in the MSM or by the government because it didn’t fit their narrative. Hint, like Watergate, follow the money. A lot of it changed hands while you were being held hostage from going out.

MY COURSE OF ACTION

For 2 years, it came down to me taking Ivermectin instead of getting jabbed and I have been unaffected until last week.

While moving to a new state, mixing with too many people finally caught up with both people in my house. We’ve both tested positive, but have taken 2 different directions in life on how to deal with it.

Backing up, I’m giving credit to God on this as an answer to prayer. I didn’t know what to do in the beginning. I finally made my decision and I believe God revealed to me what I should do. After that, my eyes were opened up to me knowing I was on the right path. My life was flooded by scientific information being actively suppressed by fake book, Google, Twitter and the rest of big Tech.

I’d also like to say thank you to Aaron Rodgers and Joe Rogan. Both went against the grain and didn’t get jabbed. They also took a beating for not being sheep, but proved the world wrong. They didn’t get cancelled, but not from lack of trying. Both got Covid and in less than a week for both it was over. It kept my belief that I was choosing the right path. I enjoy knowing that they are like me in life.

MY PLAN OF ATTACK

The more I studied and read reports, the more I knew that the jab was more malicious than a preventative. It kept popping up that countries using HCQ and Ivermectin had reduced cases of Covid and a faster cure. That it was banned as a cure just lit up in neon that it both worked and was a danger to the profits of the jab.

I called it “my plan” of attack because it was prior to Joe Rogan and Aaron Rodgers doing the same thing. Before then, I didn’t know many Americans that have tried it (because they were smothering the news that it worked). I’m glad I’m not famous, because they took a beating for challenging the status quo and won.

All my friends got jabbed and some have gone on cruises. They got Covid on the cruise after a negative PCR test just to get on board, 3 jabs and all the proof in the world that they don’t have it and are protected. They got it before I did. Everyone I know who got jabbed also got Covid. There is my personal evidence that the jab is not a vaccine for Covid and doesn’t prevent transmission to others.

THE TIME LINE

First, the other person in our house tested positive a week ago Thursday, 3 days ahead of me. That person is double jabbed and boosted, 3 stabs in the arm.

I didn’t tell anyone what to do as everyone needs to decide for themselves, as did I. After testing positive though, I made the jabbed person take the Ivermectin because I could trust it more than the jab. It helped speed up healing, and it did. At some point you try to cure it, because nothing prevented it.

I finally tested positive on Sunday but didn’t feel it until Monday. By this time, jabbed person had been in bed for 3 days and had respiratory issues and some other severe symptoms.

Seven days later, jabbed person was coming back to life but is tired and was still hacking and is constantly tired. I woke up after 3 days like Joe and Aaron did, feeling much better. I was tired for a a week and had a nagging cough, the same for jabbed person.

At the end, we had it about the same amount of time. Surprisingly, I wasn’t as sick. The jab (let alone 3) was supposed to lessen the effects of Covid. Most of all, I didn’t have the spike protein running through my veins artificially. The final count was 10 days for the vaxxed, 8 for the unvaxxed.

HOW DID IT GO?

I took vitamin C, B complex, Quercetin, Zinc, D, A, NAC, melatonin and now HCQ and Ivermectin. I also rinsed my nose with a solution of salt water and hydrogen peroxide. I’ve done that all through Covid though. I gargle with Peroxide as well.

My symptoms were a slight headache the first day, but more of a hangover feeling. My stomach was funky like after you drank too much the night before. It took 4 of days to get over that, I had a lot of practice at that before I stopped drinking.

I walked the dog just fine on day 2 and hung stuff in the house on day 3.

Day 4 found me dealing with the residual effects. I occasionally coughed up some stuff breaking up but every cold I’ve had was worse. I was a little tired, but then I wanted to watch the Tour de France and Formula 1.

Day 5 is just more of the same. I hauled a bunch of garbage first thing. I took it easy just because I’m not young anymore and know I needed the rest.

Day 6 was just getting better. I’m not ready to save the world, but it’s getting better. I’m driving for 4 hours on Day 7 to take care of house details.

THE BULLSHIT I GOT FROM THE DOCTOR ABOUT GETTING MEDICINE TO CURE IT

I asked my Dr for Ivermectin or HCQ over a year ago so that I would be ready to deal with it. She said that you don’t know the drug interaction (I don’t take anything other than vitamins) so I knew it was lying. Both have proven to be safe for decades with almost every other drug and I don’t take much.

We had a biological discussion on gene editing so it was clear she knew the truth, but was being silenced by the threat of a license revocation. I expected that answer and knew I’d be getting Ivermectin at the feed store and would have to find the HCQ. To protect the pharmacy, I won’t mention them but I found a source.

I maintain that everyone needs to make their own choice. As I type this I’m listening to the other in my house who has an awful cough and told me they feel terrible and have the entire time unlike me.

So other people told me they took the jab for me because that is what they told them on TV, and the internet. I knew that was wrong by how much the government was pushing it on us. I’ve written ad nauseum about coercion, payments under the table and de-population conspiracy (I documented who has said what and their global power grabs, look under Gates or Schwab in the tag cloud). I chose not to get into that fight and let the cards fall where they may.

Everyone who thought I was misguided and a conspiracy theorist will get a lesson in this. If you can’t challenge science, then it is propaganda – Aaron Rodgers.

Think I’m the only one who doesn’t trust it?

MY GOALS.

My intentions the whole time was get infected, but protect myself as much as possible so I don’t have to get jabbed and still get the NATURAL immunity and anti-bodies. I’ll still eat the horse de-wormer and laugh every time I do. I know there are no unknown side affects ruining my insides the rest of my life. I guess I won’t have any worms or malaria either. I got it and it worked.

It turns out that even Pfizer and Moderna admit it is gene therapy, not a vaccination. I instinctively knew this and it finally came out. There is no explaining it to anyone who is vaxxed though.

I’ve not been dealing with Covid much lately on my blog because I thought most of this was known. Banning HCQ and IVM told me that was a cure and they couldn’t launder money through the political parties because they are safe, effective and have a track record. It’s why I knew to look into them as a cure, not a preventative.

Here is an article I read this morning, Entitled Dangerous and Ineffective: Experimental Pfizer Vaccine Causes Nearly FIVE “SERIOUS Adverse Events” Per Every ONE Person it Kept From Being Hospitalized with Covid, Study Finds:

This is an excerpt:

While it may be obvious to those paying attention that the experimental mRNA treatments have caused profound damage to the health of people across the globe, the extent of the problem is still vague even if we know its widespread. However, thanks to a new research study that was published this week by the Social Science Research Network (SSRN), we are finally starting to see the bigger picture, and the ‘safe and effective’ narrative should finally be able to be destroyed once and for all.

According to the study, mRNA vaccines from both Moderna and Pfizer were more likely to cause a “severe” adverse reaction (vaccine injury like myocarditis, etc.) than prevent covid hospitalizations. And not just a little more either. Moderna’s vaccine was found to cause “15.1 serious adverse events” for every 6.4 people kept out of the hospital.

Pfizer’s mRNA jab was even worse. Clocking in at an astonishing 10.1 serious adverse events per every 2.3 prevented hospitalizations – which is nearly 5 to 1.

Keep in mind that Covid-19 is only moderately more dangerous than the flu in the first place. The serious medical complications linked to the vaccine are much more life-threatening than the virus itself. And yet, Pfizer’s vaccine is 5x more likely to cause a serious adverse event than prevent a serious case of Covid-19, per the study.

Introvert Confidence

There is nothing better than when people cancel plans on me, even if I wanted to do something as I usually can do it alone anyway.

The more I think about it, the less I want any more people in my life wanting to do stuff together. At this point I’d rather just not have to deal with them.

Here is the kicker. I stopped caring if people liked me in high school. Once I learned that lesson, life is much less complicated. If they talk bad about me, I just kill them off figuratively in my Autobiography. Not all characters survive in stories. Very few do in mine.

Which Is The Ex With No Brain And Which Ex Is The Rat

I know for dead sure who the rat is. It’s an ex of mine who served cokes in the sky for a living. It turns out she was also the cheating bicycle in the sky that many other guys got to ride while away on trips, behind my back of course. As for no brain, there is a long list with a lot of them competing to be in the top 10, but can’t even make that list either. The bicycle had stewardess friends who lied to my face as they knew she was cheating on me, with surprisingly little remorse. I always found that revealing about her and her friends. It was a pattern for her.

I’ve met a lot of rats who seemed to function without a brain. Some are in my family. I went to high school with a den of rats. Most that worked with in Armonk or Somers for IBM were that. How they made it through life is beyond me. They are like Forest Gump, only not rich, not famous, not good looking, not friendly and are just surviving at this point. Yet here they are, probably able to survive a nuke with the roaches, in NY

An Introvert Dilemma

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gone out of my way, taking the stairs instead of elevators, waited for people to pass or leave and any number of tactics to avoid people.

I’ve done it since I was a kid, when I didn’t know I was doing it. Now, we don’t answer the phone and text back with one word, if you have to.

Hey U.K., Your About To Be King, Prince Chuckles Wants To Put Masks On Cows, Chooses The Wrong Global Warming End Of The Animal

Sure, Biden is a joke, but he’ll be gone soon. Chuckles will be King for life unless Prince William can bring some sanity to the throne.

The Queen held out as long as possible, every time he says something like this I watch her hang on a little bit longer:

“I can’t tell you how proud I am to be associated with the Royal College of Art, particularly as a result of seeing the remarkable ideas presented by many of the alumni and existing students,” Prince Charles said at the event where the prizes were given out. “May I say that it is critical because of the urgency we face in terms of the crisis confronting us in all directions and just how important is what their ideas represent in terms of finding solutions rapidly.”

But putting masks on cows? Really? Not only does it sound ridiculous, it sounds rather inhumane.

“I feel rather sorry for the cow. Animals don’t tend to like wearing stuff on their faces if they can help it and I should think the first thing they are going to try and do is scrape that thing off on a fence post and the fields will be left full of plastic masks.” said British journalist Ross Clark, who added that cows “got to be able to eat and breathe.”

Clark also noted that the device does nothing to stop methane emissions from the animals’ other end.

“When methane’s emitting from the mouth you can’t sort of cover the whole thing which is why this device has only really claimed to capture 60 percent of the methane emitted through a cow’s mouth and nothing out the rear end,” Clark stated.

Centuries of Georges, Williams, Richards and now Chuckles the 1st.

It goes on further saying:

Twitter user Perry Lucas summed it up well, saying “Our future King, Prince Charles backs a face mask device for cows that catches Methane emissions in order to stop climate change. Jesus….what is he smoking? Truly are living in clown world.”

Meanwhile, many climate scientists — even climate-fanatic scientists — have dismissed the notion that a trace gas such as methane has much, if any, effect on global warming. Some climate modelers have even omitted it from their models.

Physicist Dr. Tom Sheahen points out that any effect that methane (CH4) might have is essentially canceled out by water vapor already in the atmosphere.

“The ratio of the percentages of water to methane is such that the effects of CH4 are completely masked by H2O. The amount of CH4 must increase 100-fold to make it comparable to H2O,” Sheahen notes.

It’s germane to point out that Prince Charles is a high-profile proponent of the so-called Great Reset, a plan pushed by the World Economic Forum that would have the common people move on to other sources of protein rather than livestock. Insects, for instance, are good enough for us.

The same people are proposing huge new taxes on meat, which could eventually make it unaffordable to the masses.