European suspension of AstraZeneca vaccine WILL cause Covid deaths in Britain because it will scare people into shunning the jab over blood clot fears in young women
Actually, if you imagine this meme in German (they being the ones behind the suspension), it makes even more sense.
I’ve seen crap like this so often in the past that it just causes me a MEGO* nowadays:
This particular article, however, was accompanied by this pic:
…and I felt better about my chances immediately.
You see, I think the “sausages” to which they refer are the processed (“hot dog” or pork) kind such as made by Oscar Meyer, Ball Park, Armour et al., full of chemicals and preservatives and such.
My daily breakfast of a piece of boerewors doesn’t fall into this category at all. Made by a butcher, it contains nothing but actual meats (exact point of origin, so to speak, anonymous), and no additional chemicals at all. It’s a 6″-long piece of this stuff:
…plus a boiled egg, and that’s it. (Maybe a couple of cheese curds, when we have them, for a little additional flavor.)
I actually can’t stomach processed sausages because after eating boerewors, they taste like nothing more than pulped sorta-meat. Anyway, according to similar “studies” in the past, I should have croaked thirty years ago, as I eat a piece of boerewors almost every day; and yet here I am.
Remember: if you want to roll your own, there’s a Boerewors Prep link down the right-hand side of the page. I accept no responsibility for any sudden addiction thereto.
*MEGO: my eyes glaze over; a sudden and acute attack of boredom.
So this, apparently, is Britain’s roadmap to reality as they emerge from the horrors of Teh Chinkvirus:
To me, all this simply spells
C-O-N-T-R-O-L–F-R-E-A-K-S
…and about a dozen different ways* for the Filth to harass and / or arrest people. But I could be wrong.
Also note that in the Blue panel, football matches (20,000-plus crowds) are A-okay, but apparently weddings are “super-spreader events” because they’re still limited to 15 guests only.
WTF?
*Examples of control-freakery:
Note that commonsense would allow some leniency in terms of the numbers — but it doesn’t have to, because in the main the Filth are a bunch of rule-bound control freaks themselves, and because they can do fuck-all about Britain’s actual crime (muggings, stabbings, robberies etc.); but by God let some granny have one too many guests at her late husband’s funeral, and it’s to jail she’ll be going.
Fuckers.
Here’s a lovely article from American Thinker. A sample:
Early on President Trump relayed the good news that a cocktail of Hydroxychloroquine, zinc, and Azithromycin showed great promise when given to newly infected patients.
An avalanche of political attacks immediately followed. A myth, preached by Dr. Anthony Fauci, said the cocktail had no effect on the viral infection, that it actually was dangerous. The FDA warned against using the long proven safe drug Hydroxychloroquine. The respected medical journal, The Lancet, published (and later retracted) an article against its use. No debate was allowed. “Medical Science” proclaimed that the cocktail was useless. Authoritarian State Governments banned its use.
Doctors on the frontlines knew otherwise. My doctor specializes in infectious medicine. All nearby doctors go to him when they get sick. From the beginning of the epidemic he worked literally day and night to save lives. Sometimes he failed. Most times he succeeded.
I asked him if he used the Hydroxychloroquine cocktail and if it really worked. He did, and it did. He then surprised me when he used unexpectedly strong language to castigate Fauci and all those who had politicized the epidemic.
The rest of the piece is equally fine.
“It’d make us feel better.” — Snowflakery explained, in a single sentence. And from the article itself:
“The idea that everyone must bow and do pointless things to make others feel comfortable regarding COVID has long expired.”
Someone took me to task the other day because I still occasionally wear a face condom despite having been vaccinated against the Chinkvirus. (Generally, I don’t anymore, unless some store flunky comes up and politely asks me to wear one, in which case I touch my face, assume a startled look, and put the stupid thing on.)
I put the face mask on because it saves lives.
Not “saving lives” in the sense of spreading the Chinkvirus, of course. In my case, saving lives means that when a busybody gives me grief about not wearing one, I refrain from breaking his fucking neck, because (and this is an important point) some Karen is going to take umbrage at my behavior and call the manager. (I think we can all see where this is headed.) When I rinse and repeat by breaking his (and most likely her) neck, the cops are going to be called, there may be gun play, and people are probably going to die (myself included).
So my putting on a face mask saves lives — just not in the Fauci sense of the word.