100 deaths! Or, maybe, 35,048, but who’s counting anyway?

There is this:

“Government data from major countries details 100 deaths from COVID-19 vaccines. (Epoch Times, April 5-11, 2023)

Or this:

2,453,916 reports of vaccine adverse events in VAERS, 35,048 vaccine reported deaths, 44,952 total reported deaths, 196,067 total COVID vaccine reported hospitalizations, 1,541,274 COVID vaccine adverse events reports (Open VAERS through March 31, 2023

One method I rely on in searching for truth is to examine contradictions. Ayn Rand said repeatedly in her book Atlas Shrugged that there are no contradictions in this world.

“Contradictions do not exist. Whenever you think that you are facing a contradiction, check your premises. You will find that one of them is wrong.”

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A sad death for a little guy

This morning I left the house for the gym, putting on my downstairs shoes. I keep two pair in slip-on slip-off state, one by the back door, one by the front, so that I never forget and walk on carpet with dirty shoes. I drove to the Post Office, and then to the gym, about seven miles. Once there I walked across the parking lot, slipped off my back door shoes and put on my gym shoes, and then completed my workout.

After I finished I took my gym shoes off and grabbed my back door shoes, and freaked.

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Moral courage, a rare thing

We went on a birding trip to nearby public lands yesterday. Our companion was a woman we’ve known for several years now, an expert in this field. She wanted me along because some time ago she had spotted a hummingbird nest, and asked me to bring my camera and a tripod to document it. I succeeded, though it was not easy.

The camouflage is remarkable. Until you spot a beak and an eye, you will not know what you are looking at. (By the way, we were not intrusive, and the mama Broadtail did not know we were there.

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A MAC Photo

Washington Sean left a most interesting comment under the post below, Drinking From a Fire Hose.

My professor and mentor said that to make (not take) a great image the photo should have one or more of The BIG MAC ingredients. The Big MAC was his recipe for good photos and the secret sauce was M = Mystery, A = Ambiguity, C = Contradiction.

Easier said than done. I do not stage any photos, but do grab images in things I see. Yesterday, at a local hiking area, we came across a Red Tail Hawk, and I grabbed my camera and tried to get within range. Nothing was working on the camera, dead battery. I had to return to the car for a fresh one, and by that time the hawk and flown to the top of a tree. It was actually a better shot, and I made my way and started taking terrible burst photos. At a certain point the hawk was attacked by two ravens and a battle ensued. I will look at the photos today, but I am pretty sure I missed it all. I have so far to go in this pastime.

Even had I captured the raven/hawk encounter, I do not think it would qualify as a MAC photo. There is no ambiguity, no contradiction. The only mystery is why crows and ravens continually attack larger birds like hawks and owls. We often see this, as have the readers here, a large bird followed by a swarm of smaller ones. One time on the Audubon Christmas bird count in Montana, we came upon a loud and noisy tree, full of crows. Jim, the expert, said “Pay attention. We will find a hawk in that tree.” We did.

All I could think after reading Sean’s comment is that it had be be a very hard class, but a worthwhile one. Over lunch yesterday it occurred to me that I might have one photo that qualifies as a MAC, one that I did not take. See below.

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The ban has ended

Several days ago I removed Petra Liverani from the moderation list, and told her she was free to come and go here as she pleased. I told her the real reason I banned her was that she was ignoring the host of the blog, not a good idea. I also told her that I knew of the pain, humiliation and anger that goes along with banning, and that it would not happen again.

I thought that I should also publicly apologize to her, as she did nothing to deserve such treatment. She was being herself. And I do apologize to her now, in front of everyone.

Let this be a warning to all of you! The host of this blog can behave badly, but usually comes around.

84 years of failed predictions

Epoch Times … not sure what to make of it. It seems at times Trumpy, and at times Musky. It seems to operate on very little advertising, meaning there are deep pockets keeping it afloat. But I subscribed, and like the idea of getting a paper newspaper. (I do not know who John Tang is, or Falun Gong practitioners, but apparently there is an important Chinese connection.)

The current issue highlights climate predictions that have not come true, 1939 to 2023, with a hat tip to a 1923 New York Times article that Arctic ice was melting at a rapid and alarming rate. You can review them here. I will highlight a few of the Epoch fails, you might call them. There are 41 of them.

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Agent before, honest man now

It was 2008 or so, not sure when. I could look it up, as I signed a contract, a “NDA”, or nondisclosure agreement. A large Lincoln Continental pulled in our driveway in Bozeman, and I sat inside with a man named Dell. I had been blogging for a few years, nothing really interesting, party politics and the like, and a very small following.

Dell said that blogging was seen as a tool for his people, a way to influence people. He thought my writing was crisp, but could serve a better purpose. Partisan politics was good, he thought, a nice way to keep people divided without affecting any outcomes, but blogging could serve a larger purpose.

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Inlaws and Outlaws

Mark asked me if I had seen ‘The Outlaw Josie Wales’ and what I thought of it had I seen it. To get a running start, l need to talk about Vaxageddon.

The Good

I take care of my nonagenarian, bedridden, spoon fed mother who lives in an assisted living* facility. She is also attended to by the living saints who work there; bathing her, changing her, and feeding her. I don’t know how they do it, but these women who would not be given a second thought on the bus, the street, at the mall, the laundromat, are clearly higher life forms.

But wherever Good is found, Evil is sure to be lurking. Sometime ago, Sept. ‘21(?) California Governor Gruesome decreed that no one shall pass through the entrance of any assisted living facility without proof of vaccination. The alternative was proof of a negative test every 24 hours (this was the house rule- more stringent than Gov. Ghoul’s 72 hour cycle)

Obviously, getting tested every day was untenable, so with no more moves available, I submitted to the Pfizer double-tap. Result: Nothing. No symptoms, no growths, no third ear or second nose mutations- nada.

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