Taking this board out of the picture and speaking in regard to my immediate circle of Trump supporters, it didn't take long for the DeSantis 2024 possibility to hypnotise them. It was as if they suddenly forgot about all of Trump's successes and honed in on the negatives... i.e. he's too old, a lot of Republicans aren't going to vote for him, he's crass - Ron is more polished, etc. Keep in mind, these same people do not branch from the MSM. I feel like Fox News has a chokehold on people's ability to think on their own and it really spoke volumes that Foxnews.com barely mentioned Trump's 2024 announcement. My main response to them has been to just look who endorses him and then I ask if they want to go back to establishment politics? Normally that gets the gears cranking, which is when I ask -- Why can't Ronny D be Trump's VP? Potentially 12 years of solid leadership, pending Ron is truly legit and not DS. DonRon2024? If that isn’t a possibility and DeSantis does put in for a presidential bid, then I say bring on the Presidential Primary.
Was at my kids' dental appointment today and while waiting in a room with other parents (half were masked, even though there was no requirement) I overheard a mom tell the receptionist that her and her three little girls were headed to get their Covid shots before walking out of the door. It made me physically ill as these kids were younger than 6 years old. I know we have all done our best to sway our families and friends away, even if it has fallen on deaf ears. I fear the CDC has too much influence over what people deem as safe, so what can be done to counter their hypnotic grip on normies without coming across as a crazed loon? I almost shouted "you're going to regret that decision!" but I bit my lip. She was one of the masked patrons and I didn't feel like going there. Do we have cards made to hand out with a link to VAERS? I know there has to be a way, but feel like the CDC is Mount Killamanjaro and I'm hiking up to the summit in stilettos.
With all of the Telegram hype, I ventured into the app this afternoon as it had been a bit since I'd checked on the news from the various channels that I follow. Nothing to write home about, but I noticed a very dark vibe from the comments that I perused. My usual, jovial self actually started to doom reading about current events, specifically the CDC vote tomorrow, among other things. The message that I got is that we are not winning and that the end is nigh. Could this toxic view on life be the poison that GP is speaking of? Anyway, it got me thinking about the past year. Exactly one year ago this week, I found out that mine and my husband's job were at risk of being eliminated because we both refused the EUA jab. We were told we had 4 weeks to fill out a waiver and wait on approval from HR -- or face termination without the option of seeking unemployment benefits. I remember I was terrified and immediately sent emails to the CFO pleading with them not to proceed. He was understanding, but claimed his hands were tied -- that it was the Legal Department's decision and they were following fed contractor-based rules. It was very disheartening, but we stood our ground and didn't get the shot - we offered it up to God. A lot of people that were initially resistant did succumb, however, and when the mandates were shot down in court, all of those who had complied were pissed, if you can imagine.
My point of this is -- as dark as that time seemed, a piece of me knew that the mandate would never stick. I felt that we would have divine intervention and months later, that prophetic feeling came true and the mandate was lifted. We had won a scrimmage in this seemingly endless war.
Today, the uneasy feeling crept back into my periphery, but only for a second as I was reminded that we will have losses in this war, but they will be countered with equally astounding wins. Negativity is the harbinger of doom and others who revel in the dark ocean will try to pull you in with them. In the words of Crowded House, don't let them win. We've got this!
My horse was wandering in the Ozark wilderness last weekend and got a bad case of poison ivy. The rash did not subside with standard OTC treatment options including cortizone and Ivarest. The mare refused to go to Urgent Care as she does not do well with corticosteroids and she did not feel like paying the copay. After several days of increased blistering and crabbiness, I urged her yesterday to self-medicate with Bimectin 1.87%, which she had forgotten was in her medicine cabinet. Because she had good experience with Ivermectin for other odd ailments, she figured she would give the paste a chance as an ointment. Within an hour of applying the flowery-scented paste, the horse noticed that the rash had begun to reverse and that the blisters were no longer bubbling. It appeared that all sites of poison ivy were in the stages of healing and before retiring to her stall for the night, she applied another layer of paste. She awoke this morning to find her wounds scabbed-over, all of the new blisters she had yesterday morning were no longer bumps, but tiny fading spots -- even the itching was gone. She was so happy she had an extra cup of coffee and made an egg sandwich. Needless to say, my horse was pleasantly surprised to find an unconventional use for Bimectin 1.87%. That is all.
A perfectly preserved McDonald's hamburger and fries? Jimmy Hoffa's remains? The patents to free energy and hydro-powered cars? A case of Busch Light? Just trying to imagine what could possibly be buried in there... Curious to know what others think?
