Fallout from the fake virus: Empowering dweebs and twirps

Someone somewhere wrote that most state governors are limited in their ability to declare emergencies and issue directives. Said directives are limited to 30 days and subject to ratification by the legislature. So stated this source.

PolisI went to the Colorado Code Annotated, the section on emergencies and the duties and powers of the governor. They are sweeping and unfettered. Nowhere is the legislature mentioned. The source I cite above was wrong, at least about Colorado. Jared Polis, who strikes me as the kind of dweeb who has to beg his wife to have sex with him, has virtually unlimited power, and of course, no one is standing up to him. Someone should demand that he prove the existence of the virus, which has not been done, or back down.

I also went to the Montana Code Annotated and found similar language. However, the language for that state was not as clear to me as that of Colorado, and I don’t live there anyway. We just visited there, and the atmosphere is oppressive with clerks refusing to sell merchandise to anyone without masks. The governor has empowered these little twirps behind cash registers, and man do they like bossing people around. It’s not unusual to see the arm-on-hip, body language saying “I am the boss of you.”**

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A Bill Gates Wet Dream

I spoke to a friend this afternoon, or at least a long-time acquaintance. It was a long conversation, and late in Sharon told me that her brother was in a coma. I asked how old, and she said 69, that he had tested positive for Covid-19, and had been put on a respirator. I did not ask if he had been intubated. I assume so. He’ll die soon.

It has been bugging me since. Sharon is not exactly up to speed on the disease, but what I suspect is happening is that her brother is being murdered. She did not talk about any other symptoms or problems that he has, only that he “tested positive.” Because medical personnel are as clueless as the rest of the population, they are scared out of their minds about the virus, and so do intubation, respirator and coma matter-of-fact, routinely disposing of seniors.

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Meme Wars

I stumbled across this meme a few days ago on Twitter, and got a very good laugh out of it. What do y’all think? This led me to wondering if any of our readers have found any memes that they find especially compelling. What are some of the best memes, images, etc. that you have found out there? Anything that accurately conveys the absurdity of the coronavirus hysteria is much appreciated. Please share in the comments.

Not all memes are created equal, and it is actually very important to use the most compelling ones to best undermine the insanity that we are up against.

Implications of Kamala Lookalike: Bet it all on Blue!

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Implications are a funny thing. Sometimes you can notice one small detail and derive a whole long string of implications from that one simple observation.

Yesterday, I published a post about the Kamala Harris lookalike that appeared on network television on July 18th. Viewers immediately recognized that this was not Kamala Harris. Features did not align perfectly, she looked like she was made of plastic, her teeth were different, and her mannerisms and voice were slightly different.

You want some implications? Well I’ve got some for ya…

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Kamala Harris Replaced with Clone Ahead of VP Announcement?

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To remind readers, here at Piece of Mindful we have actively questioned whether major public figures are genetically engineered beings. Imagine my surprise after witnessing Kamala Harris, the clear betting favorite to become the Democrat VP nominee, suddenly get replaced with a lookalike ahead of her possible announcement as VP candidate. Isn’t that just fascinating?!? This may just be the start of a whole new and fascinating line of inquiry.

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Trojan horse here, Trojan horse there, Trojan horses everywhere

Nearly everyone knows the epic tale of the Trojan horse. As I grew up without a classical education, I did not learn about this tale of deception until I was an adult. In fact, I experienced and observed this phenomenon in my own life . . . LONG before I ever knew the literary reference. 

Switching to more recent and relevant context, from malwarebytes.com, Trojans are defined as “programs that claim to perform one function but actually do another, typically malicious. Trojans can take the form of attachments, downloads and fake videos/programs.” 

The Coronavirus paradigm reflects the iconic Trojan horse tale, but has been inverted. It’s a virus of paradox — a Trojan virus, if you will. So, whereas Trojan computer viruses are seemingly benign programs that hide more malicious intent, this novel virus has been portrayed as malicious, but may be more of an exaggeration, and potentially even a misrepresentation of a threat. Whether or not you believe that there is a manufactured pandemic, or subscribe to the notion, “Never let a crisis go to waste,” both perspectives are consistent with a Trojan virus, as it has hacked the minds of nearly the entire global population. It’s the epitome of malware, whether conceived in a computer lab, or as a thought-form, or otherwise. It has been brought to life, and has brought the world to its knees — at the behest of the “scientific” elite. It has even affected those of us who seem immune to its mind-altering impact. 

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Something better …

This blog is not monetized. I don’t care about making money. I do that in my private life, and that supports this. Costs are modest.

I do not seek followers. They are here because of what we write. The numbers, sometimes impressive, are a mystery. What do you think? What do you read? Do we matter or do we merely flow in and out of your email? I don’t know. When you come here, we get a “hit.” What does that mean? Did you read? Think? If you see a long paragraph or long piece, do your eyes avoid it? Do you move on?

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Guest Post: Fancy Yourself Free

For Lorenzo

H.Lorenzo Malowane. Publisher/G.M. The New Agora. www.newagora.ca

We are, all of us, living in a dream, and although we get plenty of direction, good and ill, it is all, every bit of it by our own making. We create the day to day of our lives, all of it, most choose to follow what they’ve been told forever, never realizing they have the power to choose again. Not fight the dream, or circumstances they dislike or hate, but to make a new one.

Trick: let go of the old, the good, bad, ugly, comfortable and not. If you’re happy where and how you are, by all means, stay and live the ride, but if you’re not….happy, too afraid, nervous, stressed, not living to what you know could be your best, and you feel like something must be done, well it’s true, something must be done, and, alas, it must be done by you.

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It’s turtles all the way down

I offer the above video because it contains some of the most powerful language in favor of representative government and against “fascism” (which Costner later invokes in the courtroom setting), in cinematic history. It is a level 101 course in the depths of deception that our leaders are capable of.

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I Reveal My Inmost Self …

I am traveling currently and lodging for a couple of nights at a hotel where I have stayed many times before. They usually have a decent breakfast buffet, and I was looking forward to the offerings this morning.

Alas, the regular fare was replaced by pre-packaged muffins, plastic-wrapped fruit, and packets of instant oatmeal. I had to wait in line to dispense myself a cup of coffee from an urn. All around were my co-lodgers, masked and ultra-cautious, their every motion slowed somehow by their facewear. I felt like I was attending a bandito convention. All I wanted was my morning jolt, and it seemed to take forever.

It occurred to me that the handle for the spigot of the coffee urn was getting touched over and over by unsanitized hands, which same hands would soon peel bananas, uncup muffins, remove masks, and stuff cakeholes. An exercise in hygienic futility. We sat down in turn, properly distanced at our tables in the dining area. Off came the masks, and with them whatever minuscule health benefit they could have conferred towards one another.

As I watched masks being peeled away and actual faces emerge, I could not help but remember this scene from a B-movie of my youth … Continue reading “I Reveal My Inmost Self …”