I'm turning 76 in May, and I've received notice that I'll need a yearly medical test in order to drive. Since I live on a bush track way out of town I need the old Toyota to get around. However, if this "check" ultimately involves injection of anything, ingestion of any pharmaceutical or removal of any body part...I simply won't be driving.
Certainly, I won't be arguing with any doctors. Nor will I be impolite. My recent experience of a bush skin parasite which led to my only contact with the profession in the last decades has confirmed my suspicion that the experienced and knowledgeable country doctor does not exist, if he ever existed. I'll be back on the bike and the trike. As well as having good friends for neighbours, I guess I can still walk 20k in a day (with pack). We'll see.
My thanks to Mike Yeadon and others for helping me feel less isolated. Even the best of my friends and family, far better people than I, have their heads full of virus spooks. No matter how comical the illustrations of pink/green/purple monsters with suckers or tentacles - as if we have to be mocked as well as jabbed - these excellent folk believe and react as desired. Why God made my far more sceptical than those sceptics who deny God's existence is a mystery.
Thank you for the very kind comment! The 20 k route surprised me. I think the medical examination only tests the speed and correctness of your body's reactions. Some people confuse the accelerator with the brake, regardless of their age. I think the examination is a formality.
Something else. You're wondering why you, of all people, are a sceptic. I've been searching for this answer for some time, too. However, I'm not particularly sceptical of people I don't know well yet, because everyone gets a credit of trust from me. I'm just relating it to the system. So far, I only have one suspicion, but I can hardly prove it. Perhaps those who had very reliable and overly caring parents believe too much in authority and rely on them too much. Furthermore, some parents try to solve all their children's problems and protect them from even the smallest danger, which can lead to a certain lack of independent thinking. Some children aren't even allowed to do anything independently without supervision. Would my hypothesis also fit you? Were your parents a little less reliable and caring than average?
I come from an Irish Catholic family, which was (still is) all love and closeness. We were even very well-off till my father's venturesome nature brought things crashing down. There's just me and a much-adored niece who are afflicted with the scepticism. Interestingly, we were the over-cuddled youngest in our respective generations. A clue there?
So, my attempt to solve the mystery failed ? I can't give up my curiosity so easily. Please help me solve the mystery of independent thinking.
And what about the children's freedom and parental supervision? Was this supervision loose? As a toddler, were you able to venture far from home or hike for hours with other children without first asking your parents for permission?
I had a lot of freedom as a child. Conformity was present in the family, but I had no "leader" to guide me. Although everyone around me was Catholic, I left the church at the age of 10 because, among other things, I couldn't believe in virgin births and other such things. The outrage and astonishment were great, but no one held it against me. There were no particular questions, because everyone was more interested in themselves. To this day, everyone there has remained Catholic. Perhaps these are the uncomfortable stumbling blocks that make us critical and can therefore be life-saving later on? Just a few years ago, I googled my ancestors. It turned out that one of my great-great-grandfathers contributed significantly to the spread of Protestantism in Poland in the 16th century. This is how Poland became at least 50% Protestant. It wasn't until the 19th century that Catholicism regained ground. Maybe I have something in my blood? In 2020, it wasn't easy for people to detect the fraud, because 196 governments were doing the same thing. I was baffled by that, too. Then I remembered a simple saying someone said back then: "There's always a first time." Furthermore, I could later immediately recognize the 100% honesty in the faces of Mike Yeadon and Sucharit Bhakdi. At the time, however, I had no idea that many people wouldn't recognize this immediately.
My advantage back then was that I had already been consuming alternative media for 15 years (now 20), which was unusual at the time. Perhaps it played a role that I'd been self-employed since I was 26 and hadn't had a boss for almost my entire life? So I wasn't forced to adapt.
Not much common ground there. For me, though scarcely religious now, rebellion has been rebellion against rationalism, thomism, reformism, modernism, biblicism, textual analysis etc. (And don't get me started on Luther and Wycliffe!)
While choosing a more direct route now, I'd happily connect to God as my church-avoiding grandmother did, singing Hail Queen of Heaven while she did the ironing, entreating St Christopher, St Roch or Our Lady and seldom bothering God himself. I know it's all twaddle, but it's good twaddle, enabling humans to make those critical connections through the immediate, familiar and appealing.
I try to be more Mick than the Micks, embracing un-cleverness, encrustation, story, tradition. There's a lot of rebellion (and personal vanity) in all that, surely.
Yet here we are, Suavek, joined up across a great gulf, by our skepticism of jab culture and all who sail in it. Go figure!
Parents were fussy and protective, yet we were always in view of something like a beach or bushland. My first address was Bondi Beach and, like so many Australians of that era, I swam almost before I could run. (Don't know why I mention that, but I'm someone who needs the option to float or wander off.)
The scep thing has always been with me, though I haven't always been too smart. The Parsons Green bomb which couldn't even damage itself, back around 2017, was a watershed for me. I couldn't believe that anybody could believe it. Others, however, couldn't believe my disbelief. Go figure. As for the Christchurch mosque massacre...gawd. That's when I knew I was different from friends and neighbours.
So, you are also of the true sceptic sort. What's gone on with you, Suavek?
To find out why some people are less trusting of authority, I'll probably have to start a public request on Substack. I had a lot of freedom as a child, but I wasn't neglected or anything like that. The conditions where I lived were very favourable, so I didn't need any supervision. Now I see that parents never lose sight of their children.
Of course, I think about why so many people don't want to know what's happening in the world right now. Almost all of my relatives don't want to know anything about this political-medical fraud. Maybe it's because of the micro-thromboses in the brain after the jabs? Only two of my cousin's adult children know what's going on, but I don't know them personally, only their mother. They all live abroad. This woman is a medical laboratory technician, and therefore she thinks she knows everything better. After a couple of mRNA jabs, her health isn't as good as before. She thinks it's because of her age. I'll meet her adult children someday. It's the same with the other relatives who studied medicine. Everyone is so damn "smart." One has severe headaches, probably caused by the thrombosis, and some lie to me and claim to be completely healthy. Sometimes I only find out by chance that they're lying. Normally, I've never had problems with being underappreciated. It wasn't until I started telling people straight about the "Corona" that I felt like I was talking to a stupid wall. Of course, I want to know why this catastrophe is being ignored. The reason is certainly multifactorial. Perhaps it helped that I've been consuming alternative media for 20 years and highly value it. There's a great alternative channel in Germany, which is probably the best in the world. I'll add the links to this comment right away.
I'm turning 76 in May, and I've received notice that I'll need a yearly medical test in order to drive. Since I live on a bush track way out of town I need the old Toyota to get around. However, if this "check" ultimately involves injection of anything, ingestion of any pharmaceutical or removal of any body part...I simply won't be driving.
Certainly, I won't be arguing with any doctors. Nor will I be impolite. My recent experience of a bush skin parasite which led to my only contact with the profession in the last decades has confirmed my suspicion that the experienced and knowledgeable country doctor does not exist, if he ever existed. I'll be back on the bike and the trike. As well as having good friends for neighbours, I guess I can still walk 20k in a day (with pack). We'll see.
My thanks to Mike Yeadon and others for helping me feel less isolated. Even the best of my friends and family, far better people than I, have their heads full of virus spooks. No matter how comical the illustrations of pink/green/purple monsters with suckers or tentacles - as if we have to be mocked as well as jabbed - these excellent folk believe and react as desired. Why God made my far more sceptical than those sceptics who deny God's existence is a mystery.
Thanks for helping me stay firm.
Hi Robert,
Thank you for the very kind comment! The 20 k route surprised me. I think the medical examination only tests the speed and correctness of your body's reactions. Some people confuse the accelerator with the brake, regardless of their age. I think the examination is a formality.
Something else. You're wondering why you, of all people, are a sceptic. I've been searching for this answer for some time, too. However, I'm not particularly sceptical of people I don't know well yet, because everyone gets a credit of trust from me. I'm just relating it to the system. So far, I only have one suspicion, but I can hardly prove it. Perhaps those who had very reliable and overly caring parents believe too much in authority and rely on them too much. Furthermore, some parents try to solve all their children's problems and protect them from even the smallest danger, which can lead to a certain lack of independent thinking. Some children aren't even allowed to do anything independently without supervision. Would my hypothesis also fit you? Were your parents a little less reliable and caring than average?
I come from an Irish Catholic family, which was (still is) all love and closeness. We were even very well-off till my father's venturesome nature brought things crashing down. There's just me and a much-adored niece who are afflicted with the scepticism. Interestingly, we were the over-cuddled youngest in our respective generations. A clue there?
So, my attempt to solve the mystery failed ? I can't give up my curiosity so easily. Please help me solve the mystery of independent thinking.
And what about the children's freedom and parental supervision? Was this supervision loose? As a toddler, were you able to venture far from home or hike for hours with other children without first asking your parents for permission?
After much thought, Suavek, I can't characterise. Everything in my life was geared toward security and a relaxed conformity.
What about Suavek? Any clues there?
I had a lot of freedom as a child. Conformity was present in the family, but I had no "leader" to guide me. Although everyone around me was Catholic, I left the church at the age of 10 because, among other things, I couldn't believe in virgin births and other such things. The outrage and astonishment were great, but no one held it against me. There were no particular questions, because everyone was more interested in themselves. To this day, everyone there has remained Catholic. Perhaps these are the uncomfortable stumbling blocks that make us critical and can therefore be life-saving later on? Just a few years ago, I googled my ancestors. It turned out that one of my great-great-grandfathers contributed significantly to the spread of Protestantism in Poland in the 16th century. This is how Poland became at least 50% Protestant. It wasn't until the 19th century that Catholicism regained ground. Maybe I have something in my blood? In 2020, it wasn't easy for people to detect the fraud, because 196 governments were doing the same thing. I was baffled by that, too. Then I remembered a simple saying someone said back then: "There's always a first time." Furthermore, I could later immediately recognize the 100% honesty in the faces of Mike Yeadon and Sucharit Bhakdi. At the time, however, I had no idea that many people wouldn't recognize this immediately.
My advantage back then was that I had already been consuming alternative media for 15 years (now 20), which was unusual at the time. Perhaps it played a role that I'd been self-employed since I was 26 and hadn't had a boss for almost my entire life? So I wasn't forced to adapt.
Not much common ground there. For me, though scarcely religious now, rebellion has been rebellion against rationalism, thomism, reformism, modernism, biblicism, textual analysis etc. (And don't get me started on Luther and Wycliffe!)
While choosing a more direct route now, I'd happily connect to God as my church-avoiding grandmother did, singing Hail Queen of Heaven while she did the ironing, entreating St Christopher, St Roch or Our Lady and seldom bothering God himself. I know it's all twaddle, but it's good twaddle, enabling humans to make those critical connections through the immediate, familiar and appealing.
I try to be more Mick than the Micks, embracing un-cleverness, encrustation, story, tradition. There's a lot of rebellion (and personal vanity) in all that, surely.
Yet here we are, Suavek, joined up across a great gulf, by our skepticism of jab culture and all who sail in it. Go figure!
So funny that as a Catholic you believed in God but not the virgin birth 😂
Must be “ a bloke “ thing .
God is real and so is Satin but that Virgin will, in Gods time.. crush his head .
What men call “ solving a problem “ this woman , calls forming a relationship.
Sorry to misquote, I meant, solving a mystery.
That makes little difference. Of course, this is one of the last mysteries still unsolved by science: No one knows what a woman really thinks. 🙂
Amen to your words and may God continue to bless you
Parents were fussy and protective, yet we were always in view of something like a beach or bushland. My first address was Bondi Beach and, like so many Australians of that era, I swam almost before I could run. (Don't know why I mention that, but I'm someone who needs the option to float or wander off.)
The scep thing has always been with me, though I haven't always been too smart. The Parsons Green bomb which couldn't even damage itself, back around 2017, was a watershed for me. I couldn't believe that anybody could believe it. Others, however, couldn't believe my disbelief. Go figure. As for the Christchurch mosque massacre...gawd. That's when I knew I was different from friends and neighbours.
So, you are also of the true sceptic sort. What's gone on with you, Suavek?
To find out why some people are less trusting of authority, I'll probably have to start a public request on Substack. I had a lot of freedom as a child, but I wasn't neglected or anything like that. The conditions where I lived were very favourable, so I didn't need any supervision. Now I see that parents never lose sight of their children.
Of course, I think about why so many people don't want to know what's happening in the world right now. Almost all of my relatives don't want to know anything about this political-medical fraud. Maybe it's because of the micro-thromboses in the brain after the jabs? Only two of my cousin's adult children know what's going on, but I don't know them personally, only their mother. They all live abroad. This woman is a medical laboratory technician, and therefore she thinks she knows everything better. After a couple of mRNA jabs, her health isn't as good as before. She thinks it's because of her age. I'll meet her adult children someday. It's the same with the other relatives who studied medicine. Everyone is so damn "smart." One has severe headaches, probably caused by the thrombosis, and some lie to me and claim to be completely healthy. Sometimes I only find out by chance that they're lying. Normally, I've never had problems with being underappreciated. It wasn't until I started telling people straight about the "Corona" that I felt like I was talking to a stupid wall. Of course, I want to know why this catastrophe is being ignored. The reason is certainly multifactorial. Perhaps it helped that I've been consuming alternative media for 20 years and highly value it. There's a great alternative channel in Germany, which is probably the best in the world. I'll add the links to this comment right away.
Latest news:
https://apolut.net/tag/tagesdosis/
Journalists’ opinions:
https://apolut.net/tag/standpunkte/
The History Series :
https://apolut.net/tag/history/
All of these links lead to the channel "Apolut." I haven't found anything better, with such in-depth reporting, in any other country.
Best wishes,
Suavek
Great conversation between two blokes !!
This one always makes me chuckle.} 😂😂😂