Coronavirus Doctor Li Wenliang Did Not Exist

This post is more relevant now than ever before. If Chinese poster-child Li Wenliang did not exist, then why would we believe anything we are told about the COVID-19 fake pandemic? The Chinese statistics were shown to be simulated, the poster-child is shown here to be completely fraudulent. The entire event is fraudulent. The numbers are rigged. The media is telling a story that does not need to reflect reality. Do not believe what you are being told. If there is a new virus, it is a weak one that is not worthy of this panic. Re-posting this as a reminder to out audience who might have missed it initially. The emperor wears no clothes! The pandemic does not exist.

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Dr-Li-Wenliang

Readers might already know that I was on the trail of this one, and I think it is worthy of its own post. Last week, the doctor who was known as the “whistleblower” on the Chinese coronavirus was reported to have died from the virus. The red flags surrounding this death are redder than the Chinese flag is red. Something fishy absolutely happened here, and below I will explore what I believe we have witnessed: Li Wenliang did not exist (or if he did, he was a state agent and most certainly did not die of the coronavirus).

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33s and food lines, a new reality

The images below the fold here were given me from Maarten with the caveat that they are probably cherry-picked. He does not buy in to the Masonic numbering system as I do, and more power to him. Who knows what is really going on.

Before going beneath the fold, a few words of caution – it could be that I wake up some morning to find the blog gone. If that happens, we can still stay in touch if you like – I have an email address that I do not use, formsonly@outlook.com. Write it down. Prior to blogging and social media, email was my primary way of staying in touch with people of good and solid mind, and some others too. I will check it regularly, and know that unless you ask otherwise I will add your email to others so that we can all “reply all” and build the audience. For now, they don’t appear to care about a small blog like this.

I went to the store this morning only to find a long, long line and a large and annoying self-important woman guarding the entrance, allowing ten people in at a time. That is King’s Soopers, part of the Kroger chain, perhaps the largest food retailer in the country behind Wal Mart, and certainly huge in Denver. I drove over to the nearby Safeway in the hopes that the line would be shorter, and found instead open doors, people coming and going as they please, and of course blue lines on the floors everywhere.

In other words, Kroger is doing this on their own, either a knowing participant in the fear campaign, or a company run by morons.

Ah well, new way of living for us. This is how they ran the Old Soviet Union, with queues and artificial shortages and people staring at their feet afraid to speak up. It is interesting now that Russia is a freer land than the US. I’ll bet, just as Russian (real) scientists created the only climate model for the IPCC that is actually reliable, that they are ignoring this mass mindfuck. Russia might be the land of the free and home of the brave.

Italy is being hammered with agitprop as I’ve never seen. Just hammered! People there are being forced to stay indoors, alone with their TVs and being told about mass deaths. It’s cruelty beyond the pale. They are determined that the Italian people succumb to the agitprop campaign.  They have no salvation other than to turn off TV’s, meet secretly, and read, meditate, medicate or pray.

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Music Maestro?

https://www.usdebtclock.org/ Check this out.

The national debt just jumped higher than ever before. Music maestro! Gold medal.

During the Obama era the national debt was a daily topic of concern at the Heritage Foundation — the leading “conservative” think tank. Many AM radio mouthpieces hammered home the risk to our economy and our individual households, especially to “our grandchildren,” who will apparently be responsible for paying it all back. And in Congress, especially among those House and Senate members self-described as members of the “freedom caucus,” the national debt was tops.

Well, as it turns out, debt is our business, our only business. The debt plantation just got bigger. No surprise. I haven’t figured out a proper theme song, but am soliciting suggestions as we merrily wander into new (debt) territory. No worries, mates. It’s an I.O.U.

Pssst – there is no virus. Don’t tell anyone. They get really angry.

I set out yesterday to centralize all of the links I’ve come upon about Coronavirus. I have a mild case of stenosis, caused by too many years hunched over staring into my computer screen, the CPA’s affliction. Only too late I realized I should have been standing with a workbench in front of me all those years, and not a desk. Literally, looking at all those links was a pain in the neck.

This morning AB with this link took on the task himself. Thank you, AB, and thank you for everything you’ve done up to now. All of my work yesterday was poring over links that you provided.

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Foreshadowing, thanks to Dr. Spielberg

The crazy things I do … I never saw the movie Close Encounters of the Third Kind, at least while it was in theaters, during the time when there was no home video. I have never sat through it since either, as when I attempted to watch it I found it too frantic and intense. But I recalled one scene, and so last night rented the movie, and sat through it, endured it until I reached this scene. I recorded on my iPad. I did not watch the rest of it.

Draw your own conclusions.

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California dreaming …Covid-19 cases that have no origin

AB (Fakeologist) has been doing an outstanding job, offering a treasure trove of resources. Among his many links supplied is one called 35 Sources showing the COVID19 / corona virus is over hyped, and likely fraud. Within that paper are a host of not only useful, but interesting, even gripping links. From that source I am reprinting below a portion from #5 of the 35 (actually 37) taken from TheDoctorWithin newsletter.

Reporting on how Santa Clara County had 4 new coronavirus cases reported, which then became 20 and then 60, the writer got curious and decided to run down all of these cases. Pick up there in the narrative from that newsletter, which I hope I have permission to quote:

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Covid-19 is classic agitation propaganda

Ir occurred to me today as we were out and about that what is going on around us is classic “agitation propaganda,” or “agitprop.” How could I not see this? It is a classic fear campaign. Amazingly, if you put the word “agitprop” in a search engine, you will find that it is something that they used to do in the Soviet Union. No mention is given to its existence here even as right now, this moment, we are in an intensive and psychologically aggressive agitprop campaign.

What is the purpose of agitprop? For that I consulted Jacques Ellul – I took many notes years ago from his 1965 book Propaganda. His statement of purpose is somewhat sobering (covered in pages 70-74):

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Calm down, please …

I’ve been alive nor for nearly 70 years. That’s pretty damned lucky, as I see it. I have outlived my three older brothers who died at ages 58, 68 and 69. Young people have a fear of aging. I know I did. But it is not so bad – I rather enjoy it. I am retired now, and busy all day every day with new projects. I rise in the morning knowing that no one on the planet can make any demands of me. That is just pleasant. I wish for all of you that you reach this stage of life, and enjoy it as I am enjoying it.

Physically, I am not a specimen – maybe that is one of the fears of aging. People don’t want to look like this:

Young Jack

Poor Jack. It appears that at a certain point he just gave up. I am surprised he is not wearing sweatpants.

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