Just how bad is it, and what’s gold got to do with it?
(by Half Dollar) I worked for the CDC and for the NIH on the National HIV & STD Hotline and the National Vaccine Information Hotline.
If you want to know what it was like, then all you have to do is hear the sound of giggling in the background as a tweenage girl says that she just ate hot wings, masturbated, and now her vagina burns, followed by the very next call being some poor schmuck saying he wants to kill his favorite hooker and himself, because he just found out that the reason he’s really sick is because of AIDS.
That was around the time that the government and the MSM were frantically erasing truth from legacy media types and replacing it with propaganda, omission and outright lies.
I ran a soup kitchen and have intimate knowledge about hunger, humanity and knee pads.
If you want to know what it was like, then all you have to do is feed a family of eighty-five on less than what a family of four spends on food, and then throw in multiple daily threats and incidents from jacked-up street vagrants for good fun.
That was around the time that the Federal government was forcing cities and towns around the nation to each come up with their own so-called “10-Year Plan To End Homelessness” plans.
I was a Sergeant in the United States Army and I am a combat-disabled war veteran.
If you want to know what it was like, then all you have to do is find your nearest war zone and volunteer to get blown-up or shot or something.
That was around the time that I came to understand the meaning of “war is racket”.
Now, I do not say these things because I am or am not proud of what I have done, nor do I say these things to brag or to boast, much less am I looking for pity, but I do say these things because I want to make a very important point and it seems like I’m qualified to make it: Thinking people finally understand that pretty much everything is a lie.
And as we find ourselves here at the End of Summer, 2022, or at the beginning, or whatever, in my opinion, it’s starting to feel like this collective understanding is going to matter sooner rather than later.
You see, an interesting thing happens when you try to kill Freedom & Liberty but fail.
Just like an interesting thing happens when you kick a beaten dog one too many times.
Or just like an interesting thing happens when you, ah, err, uh, nevermind.
You know that dang Zombie Apocalypse?
Like, do you even outrun zombies, bro?
Everybody knows real zombies can’t run.
Or have you heard the one about the America That’s Never Been Made Greater Again, destroyed, and then Totally Built Back Even Better?
Bland, and bankrupt.
Or have you heard the latest one about World War 2.1?
Please just disregard the pesky little detail that gold never got the most recent memo:
Or the one before that.
Or before that.
And so on.
And so forth.
OK, “Hey Half Dollar, yeah-yeah, we know, we know, you’re the Disputed Worldwide Scrabble Champion, you’re the unrecognized Inventor of Stuffed Crust Pizza, and you’re also the unofficial MRE Cracker Challenge world record holder at a minute forty-two, but what do any of your lame life experiences have to do with not understanding anything so you conveniently just call it all a lie Mr.-I’m-Much-Too-Dumb-To-Have-Any-Common-Sense-But-Way-Too-Smart-To-Be-An-Idiot?”.
Um, well, nothing.
People can finally understand for themselves, and at this point, only the Brainwashed Masses, the Walmart Zombies and the Sheeple don’t or can’t.
For I would just like to take this time to remind any of the thinking people out there that if one is sick of the madness, there is only one thing that can be done to end it.
As Economic Misery and Financial Ruin set in across the land, however, most people will learn the hard way.
They always do…