Sons.
Of.
Bitches.
How many times have you heard that in your life? How many times have you suffered through some cold/flu/whatever and that was the answer you got?
"Oh see, cause viruses aren't technically alive. You can't kill them. So you just have to let it run its course."
All this time, those symptoms were likely being caused by parasites, and some simple, cheap anti-parasitic would have not only done the trick and helped you get over it faster, but had you taken it regularly, you never would have gotten sick in the first place!
Oh but not only would such information have ruined the very profitable seasonal cold and flu market, it would have ruined the vaccine market, and the cancer market, and likely the autoimmune market and maybe the heart disease/ED/atherosclerosis market as well.
So the world has wallowed for decades, if not for centuries or more, suffering through a whole host of illnesses that for some reason, only humans seem to experience, all so these SATANIC MOTHERFUCKERS could rake in the BILLIONS AND BILLIONS AND BILLIONS of OUR money by LYING to us (or at the very least, keeping their med students perpetually in the dark about the truth).
Fuckin pissed.
I grew up on a farm and got de-wormer regularly growing up. It was a normal thing for us. We grew our own gardens and ate our chickens, cows and hogs we raised. My mom milked cows every morning till we got big enough to do it. We had fresh egss and canned vegetables and sausage for the winter. We are all tall, healthy, strong, and thin. We worked from sun up to sun set. We played in the creek and bottle fed calves and slopped the hogs and grew hay for the cows for winter time and grew tobacco for market. We cut down our Christmas tree on our own land and drug it home to decorate. We walked to church and got baptized in the river. I miss that life. I miss simple and innocence.
Please write a book or if you've got a blog about all this, message me a link, fren.
Oh you tickle my heart! You're not the first person to say that...maybe I should write something up. Seems to be a reoccurring thing. Thank you for making me smile