Funny how everything seems so much brighter in the sunshine.
The trees are already filled with chirpy little birds and the deep blue skies have returned from their wintery hiding places. Also, with the weather getting nicer, I can put daily walks after work back on my roster.
Hot dog! Sign me up.
It’s was a long, cold winter but there’s no good reason to dwell on the past; at least that part of the past. The changing of the seasons is a good thing.
Time to make the best of what still remains, eh bub?
I don’t consider the United States a free country anymore, because it’s not.
It’s been fast-tracked into communism, virtually overnight. Land of the free, home of the brave? Where exactly is this free land filled with brave people?
All I see now are zombies in masks, doing what they’re told.
Nobody should have been wearing them in the first place, but it doesn’t even matter anymore. The enslavement is done, the damage complete. The saddest thing about all of this is how few of us even seem to care. Let me repeat that for all the brainwashed zombies.
The saddest thing about all of this is how few of us even seem to care.
Make no mistake, we didn’t lose the war to communism; you zombies thoughtlessly handed it over to them. If I sound angry, it’s because I am.
I live in the USSA now.
Someone once told me years ago that we own it to our forefathers to do certain things, like be good to the land, pay our taxes, take care of the elderly, etc.
What exactly do you think our forefathers would say now?
We’ve burned the house down in order to put a fire out in the kitchen. Just look at how cowardly, how quickly, we’ve allowed every part of our society to crumble. Disgusting.
Those who came before us fought and died for our freedoms.
Do you guys even remember what those freedoms were like, what they stood for and allowed us to be? Humans. Freedom allows us to be human, to hold our head up when we walk.
Take it away and we become slaves. Just a bunch of zombies. Well, friend, I’ll never be a slave, not for any reason. I’d rather die fighting than live out my time enslaved to an evil system.
In case you haven’t been paying attention, our freedoms are now all gone.
It’s insane, it’s sad and I have to shout about it all the time now because I still don’t see very many people even bothering to discussing it. Wake up.
Do you guys even know what’s about to happen this year?
It’s about to explode with ugliness. When a country gets subverted into communism, as ours has been, millions of innocent people die. Instead of raising your voice to say “no”, you’re all walking around in stupid masks with guilty cow eyes.
Insane, I tell you true.
The last thing I have to impart is my sympathy, not for the zombies, but for the future generations that are now being ruined by this. For the children that will never know the freedoms I knew growing up. For the world they probably won’t even believe ever existed.
The hardest lesson I’ve had to learn through all this is that I can’t save you or them.
The demons that control your life through fear and manipulation will never stop. The media continues to bait everyone into doing exactly what they want by dangling the carrot of normalcy out in front, but they know it’ll never happen.
It’s not in the cards, chief.
There’s an agenda, an evil program running in the background, even if you’re too scared to acknowledge it. By doing what they say, you’re helping it reach its goal.
But it doesn’t have to be this way. It never did.
We could put an end to the madness and flip the world back to right-side up again tomorrow if everyone would just stand up. Raise your voice, say no, and it all goes away. You just need to find the courage from within and take it back yourself.
Cry fat tears of sadness if it helps, but you must at least try to stand up.
Come with me if you want to live.
I just watched a video clip where a Pastor in Canada had to force a bunch of cops out of his church on Easter Sunday. It’s amazing, the power of just saying no.
Here’s the video, watch the time from 35:35 to around 39:00.
The Dollar_Vigilante is another part of my Gaggle of Old Men, even though I didn’t include him in the original post. He’s been awake to what’s really been happening for a long time, years before they sprang all this on us.
I mostly wanted to share that clip with the Pastor, because it illustrates how freely evil now roams the earth, while good people are imprisoned.
The time to fight back against oppression has already expired, but you can still free yourself from the programming and stand up.
Anything’s possible.
Besides, you’ll need to be standing for the time when you’re forced to run away.
Here’s a couple of videos to get your week started off in the right direction.
Ready to take your life back?
The government of Canada and its paid shills continually say one of their biggest priorities is to “build vaccine confidence in communities so that everyone can make an informed decision on vaccination”. This is something repeated by doctors, scientists, and politicians alike. When you hear that statement, what do you imagine them doing to help people come to an “informed decision”?
Would you have guessed it’s to pay people hundreds of thousands of dollars to find the best way to manipulate you? That’s right, it’s not to inform you about the potentially dangerous blood clots caused by the AstraZeneca vaccine or the fact that getting vaccinated doesn’t protect you or others from getting or transmitting Covid-19, it’s to lie and trick you. Let me say that again, the government’s idea of helping you make an informed decision is paying people to trick you into doing what they want you to do. When you have a friend like the government, who needs enemies. –WhatsHerFace
This guy is my soul brother. He’s full of hope and he’s fighting to make a difference in the world, a positive difference. I support everything he’s doing, fighting for our freedom.
Just watch a few minutes, and you’ll see that his heart is in the right place.
We all have something that burns inside of us, that drives us on.
Mine is a seesaw with reading and music on opposite ends, a perfect combination of knowledge and power. I gain wisdom (hopefully) from reading the books I love and power from creating music.
Both are parts of me I can’t shut off, not that I would want to. They make me who I am and drive me on. They burn deep inside, always trying to bubble to the surface.
Sing
I wrote this song a long time ago, back when the world was still sane.
I’m sharing it now because I still believe in the lyrics, and the melody is quite infectious. It’s a lyric video, so you can easily tag along, even if I slur a few words.
Sugar Shack
This one is more recent, pushed out of the womb last year (July, 2020).
It has an easy feel to it, open and airy. Even though I wrote it, I must confess to not fully understanding exactly what message it contains, but that’s the way it goes sometimes.
Also, my youngest daughter sings along with me on this track, so it will always be close to my heart.
Life is all about focus, and the above encapsulates mine pretty well.
If the spirit moves you, drop your focus in the comment section, along with any other thoughts you might have.
It’s a countdown to communism, to the nightmare that awaits us with the new world order. We march headlong into slavery, like the addle-brained sheep we’ve now become.
Our faces are muzzled like dogs. Our servant quarters are sterile and bare, and we’re unable to entertain even the closest of family members or company for any reasonable amount of time.
Our eyes that were once so bright and sparkly are now forever turned to the ground. That’s exactly where we’re headed, folks. The cold, unforgiving ground. Six feet under.
It won’t matter how many new world order boots you lick. You’ll always end up with one of them placed firmly on your neck, smashing your face into the pavement.
tick, tick, tick
The clock on the wall can be so damned loud at times. Can’t fault it for doing its job, ticking away those last free minutes I might ever know, but I don’t have to like it.
The sins of society are coming home to roost, like an edgy fog rolling in. I’m saturated with the finality of what’s to come.
Just like Thanos, it’s inevitable.
Truth is, our once beautiful world has now been ruined by an ongoing medical tyranny.
The saddest part is that it’s all just another lie, a tom-foolery, a hoax.
Drugged-out masses are controlled mostly by the state-run media. Everyone has been bombarded by ridiculous rules and illogical regulations, all served up to us in the form of emergency orders by crooked politicians.
Demons all, I tell you true sir.
They’re using the old ways, mist and mirrors, accompanied by dancing goalposts that never seem to plant themselves in one spot for very long.
Should we really trust the recommendations from vapid cultural icons? Bombardment is by far the best way to describe last year.
a bombardment of idiocy
My demeanor sours, so I apologize in advance for what I’m about to say. I find the closer we get to the final curtain, the harsher I become.
I see no reason to hold back, as the forests continue to burn and the cities begin to empty. Those of who manage to survive this genocide, this holocaust, will be hopelessly enslaved.
Oh, and speaking of being hopelessly enslaved, where’s grandma?
I hope they haven’t slaughtered her yet.
Last I heard, she was locked away in an old folk’s pen, unable to have visitors. Can you even imagine the sheer terror she must have went through, all alone and isolated from her family?
It’s ok though, she probably died quickly, right after getting the jab.
Ayn Rand’s main characters all had one thing in common, the true absence of guilt.
I first discovered the genius of her writing back in the ’80s. Since then, I’ve often wondered why she chose to single out ‘guilt’ as the one human trait to dissolve. Her philosophical system, objectivism, was somewhat centered around the removal of it.
Why not greed, lust or any of the other vices? Like I said, I didn’t understand her reasoning back then, but I’ve come to understand it much better now. Over the years, I’ve watched real-life examples play out the very roles she described in her writings.
Producers, Destroyers and everyone else.
I could write for days about objectivism, but that’s not really what I’m about. No. I’m more concerned at the moment with what’s tearing our world apart and just how to deal with it.
I will add this: Producers are the heroes; those individuals we should all strive to be. Destroyers are the villain’s; always found in groups, the kind of groups that want to tear down society. Lastly, the Destroyers hate the Producers most of all.
So, that leaves us with.. all the rest.
Zombies.
I’ve been watching the zombies go about their daily routines. I try to keep a steady eye on them as much as possible, lest they begin to swarm. Believe me, it happens more often than you might expect.
How to spot a zombie? Good question.
Wonderfully plain, the zombies all tend to be, even at this time of year. Well, perhaps ‘plain‘ isn’t exactly the right word. More like mundane, unthinking. Herd-minded. Mayhaps, it would be easier to describe them by what they do, rather than what they look like or believe in.
Trances. They tend to graze on the open fields, but always in groups and there’s a certain ‘trace’ about them. Every damned one of them seems lost, carefully cocooned deep within their own shell, holding on fast and furious to their beloved pretend world.
They live out what’s left of their pitiful lives in little zombie trances. Harsh, I know. It’s a gut punch, for sure but the more I study them, the less I want to be like them. Does that make sense? I’m not trying to be mean, but there’s no other way to put it.
I detest groups, and groups of zombie’s most of all.
Furthermore, I’m done with guilt.
I’m trying really hard to dampen my empathy. I find that with each new day, I aspire a little more to become just as guiltless, as callous, as those heroes in Rand’s books. I don’t want empathy to cloud my perspective of what’s about to happen.
If there were a safe haven, some isolated place to go, a wood between worlds, I’d go there. I have no doubt that if a Galt’s Gulch were truly made available, you’d never hear from me again.
But we live in the real world, don’t we? And that’s become such a parody as of late. I can’t help but laugh at it, in all honesty. There are so few of us left now. So few who are still able to breathe in the clean air without some face covering.
Do zombies even remember what that was like, to breathe in without a muzzle? I’m being serious. I see them wandering around outside with masks on.
Also, it’s a scary thing, trying to engage zombies in conversation now, especially about mask wearing. They only seem able to recite mainstream media talking points. It’s like the power that once resided in actual thoughts, in those real attempts at using or understanding simple logic, have all but failed them now.
Sad really.
Evening is approaching us on all fours. We can move about freely in the daylight, but after the darkness falls, well, it’s too dangerous.
You get me?
Have a glorious day, be wary of masked zombie hoards.
My fingers are sore from writing the same damn thing each day.
Also, my back is a little achy from sitting in this worn-out, old chair all the time and my apartment desperately needs a spring cleaning, like the pope needs religion.
Hmm, perhaps I misspoke just a bit on that last one.
I’m way too exhausted to care at the moment, but I’ll tell you what, cheese fries. Now listen up. Rewrites are mostly scheduled for Thursdays; so just you stop back by then and we’ll have it all freshened up real nice like for you.
Does that sound about right?
Geesh!
I wonder if Clint ever had to deal with these kind of problems?
Guess not.
I’ll tell you what, we sure could use that fancy shooting and clever trap avoidance intuition from good, old Mr. Eastwood right about now. Again, something from the past that was more solid, more rugged than anything we have now.
I’d reckon John Wayne (the Duke) could also turn this whole debacle around in no time flat, and with just one right hook. Bam! A solid punch in the nose and the crooks would all start running. I have no doubt.
In fact, I’d love to see those shyster politicians and fake public officials try to stop even just a few of those guys. That would be something, indeed.
John Wayne, Clint Eastwood, and James Stewart. Those are just a few names that come to mind. Alpha males, able to throw punches and keep the monsters at bay when needed.
Sheesh mister, I’d pay good money for that. No lie. Never happen though, unfortunately, because those cats are now long gone.
Not all of them expired, mind you, just too old or worn out (like my chair) to stand up to the bad guys, put a stop to all this nonsense once and for all.
Too bad, really. It’s just a darn shame.
I miss the old ways; the much, much better ways.
Heck, I even miss the old-style movies if we’re being honest. Then again, when are we ever really being honest about anything anymore?
No matter what is rolling around in that head of yours, if you think today is better than yesterday… sorry mister, you’re what the doctors call ‘crazy’.
Yesteryears and all the movies they once contained, were better times by a long shot, but now they’re so far away. Just like our freedom, our liberty.
Distant memories. I think that after I get off from work today, I might just take a short walk off a long pier.
As such, I mostly feel like a phantom on some strange mission; a wisp of smoke trying to get from one side of the room to the other.
A spoon, absentmindedly struck on one side by a rather plump man’s elbow, already flung wildly off the table. There’s that one split second, just before it strikes the floor with a loud clank, that’s pretty much where I find myself.
Mayhaps, I’m being too vague. I sometimes get lost within the swirling mists, a wordsmith’s kryptonite. Let me try again.
We’re well within the endgame.
We’re down a rook and several pawns and it’s looking pretty grim. The Republic, for what it’s worth, is now long gone.
We killed it, Jim.
In a lot of ways, this was inevitable.
It’s a natural outcome. The end result of taking one’s eye off the ball. In this case, everyone took their collective eyes off the ball… so now, there is no ball.
What amazes me is how fast it was destroyed, and with such a small effort from the demons. Oh, right. I just said demons, didn’t I? Well, that’s how I’ve come to think of them, our leaders. Our rulers, our terrible overseers. Demons all.
Also, why aren’t there more bloggers blogging their little hearts out about this?
I know I’m not the only one who sees what an obvious fraud this has all been, and where it’s going to lead us. Soon, the factcheckers will arrive upon white ponies, with their soy lattes and pink blouses untucked on one side, and my voice will be gone.
Again, it’s the most inevitable.
The silence that follows will be forgotten quickly, but for the briefest of moments, it will be quite deafening.
“The only reason they would want to disarm you is because they’re about to do something you would want to shoot them for!”
So true.
Another great video, please watch.
They’re Coming For Your Guns
Never let a good crisis go to waste, and oh boy, is that true in this case. After the media failed in spectacular fashion by identifying the perpetrator of the mass shooting in Boulder, Colorado as a white man, they decided to double down. When it was revealed the perpetrator was in fact a Syrian refugee with ISIS sympathies, the shameless media didn’t issue apologies for their condemnation of an entire race, no sir, they just claimed he was in fact white. Perhaps reality is something the media exists outside of.
That narrative of him being a white man didn’t last long though as it was just damage control for their incompetent “reporting”, and when one narrative is no longer relevant they simply move to the next bullet on their narrative checklist… IT’S THE GUNS! After pivoting harder than Ross from Friends, the media is running full steam with the classic “guns are bad” narrative. Expect to see more of this moving forward as the disarmament of the American population is a top priority. Biden has already called for a federal assault weapons ban and is asking courts to uphold the police’s ability to seize guns from citizens’ homes without a warrant. Remember Biden has only been in office for a few short weeks, things will get a lot worse before they get better. –WhatsHerFace
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