WE GOTCHA

NOW

try this wee hypothetical scenario—

• Education is Free! (At government expense)(which means at your expense, you pay taxes)
• Education is compulsory! (Your kid goes to school, or else!)
• Schools, to protect the innocent, for vaccinated kids. (No arguing, you damned anti-social misfit: get your rotten kids vaccinated or they can’t attend compulsory school. Got it?)

—and now that you’ve done the sums, here’s another thought—

“” …When it comes to the science, Robert F. Kennedy is currently focusing on one (out of many) concerns regarding current vaccination, which is mercury, one of the most dangerous toxins known to man — 100 times more poisonous than lead . He recently held a press conference at the National Press Club bringing this point up, offering a $100,000 reward for any scientist, journalist, or doctor to present a study showing that it is safe to inject mercury into babies…”

—namely, why aren’t they queuing up to collect that free ‘no brainer’ reward; kicking, gouging, biting, struggling ferociously to get to the front of the line before all the lovely freebie hundred-thousand dollarses run out?

Oh! Yes. I see …

• not everyone is motivated by money …
• some of us actually want only what is best for our fellow man, woman, or child; out of the goodness of our compassionate altruistic loving little hearts …
• even if it means (sob~!) invoking the armed might of the State to force any antisocial bastards to comply …
• pro bono publico
• one for all
• and all for none
• Thus Freedom (yay! Rah rah rah!) eternally reigns supreme

“Mr Argus, Sir?”

“Yes, Little Ollivia?”

“Sir … isn’t there a flaw in your drift?”

“Do tell, Child—I’m all ears.”

“Surely if an unvaccinated child goes to school he’s at risk from the bugs carried by … …  … oh.”

“More, please—you still don’t look convinced?”

“But if he’s suffering and takes the germs to school, he’s a threat to the bulletproo— … … … oh …”

 

YE GODS

AKA 

“Beam me up, Scotty—

—there’s not a great deal of intelligent life down here~!”

WE ALL HAVE

our little idiosyncrasies. Some of us even dedicate our lives to idiot-syncrasies, which is more than doubleplus ungood.

Like wee cutie, here   ——>

who seems to have slipped the leash back in chapter 1. I no longer trust anything I read in modern media, it could be simple typos (nothing wrong with that if no wars are started because of them) or even the deplorable state of modern journalism. By way of anticipating rebuttitive squawks I offer this verbatim snippet —

Though her eyes are naturally large, she wears contact lenses to enhance them, boosting the size of her iris from 13.5cm to 16.2cm …

—and leave it for you to make any decisions (although I am reminded of a sketch in a Billy Connolley show where he convinces his short-sighted Dad that ‘prescription windscreens’ would obviate the need to wear glasses when driving—

“…but can you imagine the effect on a driver coming the other way? …

‘Eek! What the f**k is that~!?“

Damn. He tells it much better than I. Perhaps it really is just a proofing error, the mind would boggle otherwise. Anyway, here’s your link:  CLICK HERE

And if you do go there be prepared to gast your flabbers …

 

And now, with a set precedent preceding me: I wonder how much it would cost to have my own visage enhanced …

 

BE CAREFUL OUT THERE

AND ALWAYS 

remember that you can’t trust any bast (oops) bugger.

IS THIS JUST MY

paranoia talking, or am I in fact an unsung prophet~? (Put me down for prophet, please—the successful ones make great profits).

HERE, HAVE A WEE

snippet—

The Melbourne school boy who consumed Greentime Natural Coconut Drink in December 2013 experienced a fatal anaphylactic reaction after it was revealed the imported product from Taiwan contained undeclared milk content, reported the Sydney Morning Herald.  

To read more (different source): CLICK HERE

I was minding my own business swearing quietly at the computer when The Spouse came galloping in with an article in one of her magazines; which prompted me to a quick Googleising; after which I felt inspired to spread the Good Word.*

Apparently it is a widespread (means common) practise to dolly up the pure coconut juice with cow juice.

I didn’t know that, although The Spouse refuses to drink any ‘pure’ juice that comes from a can or bottle or packet—she has a few problems of her own and has had reactions from such. Original container or nothing.

* Namely that you can only trust yourself (and some selected others, of course—their adoption tried, grappled to your soul with hoops of steel etc etc)

INTRIGUING

MAKE OF IT

after this—

Scientists point out, however, that 60% of modern-day people still lack the enzyme for breaking down lactose and just don’t know it, meaning that they experience a wide range of digestive and allergy problems which they have never had attributed to their milk-drinking.

Another argument that has been recently been debunked is that drinking cow’s milk increases bone strength and prevent osteoporosis. In fact, the skeletons of our Palaeolithic ancestors, who did not drink milk, reflect great strength and muscularity and a total absence of advanced osteoporosis, possibly due to the fact that research has shown we can get as much calcium as we need from grains and vegetables alone.

From:  CLICK HERE 

—whatever you will. I tripped over this topic en passant but feel that it should be shared; milk-intolerance is quite widespread (Spouse has it) but few sufferers actually know that they have it.

Dammit! I still love lattes!

BUT WAIT

In New Zealand it gets better.

Much better—

Instead, people who are lactose intolerant can’t digest the main sugar —lactose— found in milk. In normal humans, the enzyme that does so —lactase— stops being produced when the person is between two and five years old. The undigested sugars end up in the colon, where they begin to ferment, producing gas that can cause cramping, bloating, nausea, flatulence and diarrhea …

To read from source: CLICK HERE

—because we have ‘free’ milk delivered to schools for the kids to guzzle. (I have no idea if such enguzzlements are compulsory these days—they were decades ago and if a kid didn’t have a note from his parents explaining, and he refused, he got the strap. Not good, but all that lovely milk/strapping made for the world’s best rugby players, no?)

Given that nothing is ever actually ‘free’ I wonder whether this is really an act of kindness by the benign government & charitable donation by the milk-factory people … or simply an acceptable way of disposing of excesses without fouling the waterways?

‘‘New Zealand is the largest exporter of dairy products in the world but at home we’re not drinking as much milk as we used to. We want to be the dairy nutrition capital of the world and this starts with our kids.”

to read more of the ‘for’ :  CLICK HERE

to read of the ‘against’   :  CLICK HERE

And be advised that I’ve only ‘blitzed’ these articles—I just haven’t the time to investigate in any depth.

I LUV IT

EVEN MORE 

But first, a word from our sponsor (me):

DO YOU REMEMBER

• when to even look at an egg would blow your heart apart? I do.

• when to even think of using butter would palpitate you into the next world? I do.

In New Zealand it is still impossible (almost—you  have to really do the research and go the distance) to find (yes, find, much less actually buy) lard.

So, given the trends this snippet below makes interesting reading for anyone who can do big sums like “One plus one plus one equals?) (Bugger … put down the one and carry one one …)

stuck? Okaaaaay … you may use a calculator if you wish.  But there’s still hope, if you can fog a mirror—

Employers could impose hefty penalties on employees who decline to participate in genetic testing as part of workplace wellness programmes if a bill approved by a House committee this week becomes law in the United States.

Employers, in general, don’t have that power under existing federal laws that protect genetic privacy and nondiscrimination. But a bill passed Wednesday by a House committee would allow employers to get around that if the information is collected as part of workplace wellness programs.

Workplace wellness programs — which offer workers a variety of carrots and sticks to monitor and improve their health, such as lowering cholesterol — have become increasingly popular among companies …

read from source:  CLICK HERE

I remember reading recently that cholesterol these days is far from being a demon, it’s (apparently) now a Vital. Oops? Someone is out of touch?

a government official. Anywhere, anytime …

* What’s In It For Me?

 

HEALTH, ILL HEALTH

WEALTH AND GAINS

Whose gains? Don’t ask.

Whose health? Twofold answer: yours, and their bank balance.

I ONLY EVER

knowingly had the one flu jab in my life. That was at a time when despite all reservations I simply could not afford to take even one day off. Reluctantly I got The Shot …

… and of course went down with the worst blasted flu I’d ever had. (I do very little by halves, when I get a bug I get a bug. I got bugged. It was days before I surfaced again and ages before I was fit to face the world.)

ENOUGH OF ME

Let’s talk about you.

Why not you visit these two links—

 

and

 

http://archive.lewrockwell.com/miller/miller27.html

 

—then ponder the ancient question so very old (and rarely asked by anybody who should be asking) (that’s you, Bub) there’s even Latin for it:

 

CUI BONO?

 

 

SO I GLOAT

a little. Now and then.

SUE ME

for being so Politically inCorrect for many years. All those formative years, now not only wasted but very much in need of unsuppliable correction (for others, that is).

DO YOU REMEMBER

that famous official ‘Food Pyramid’? You know, the one that had those disgusting natural fats and proteins at the very top, and all the lovely-healthy-wonderful breads and doughnuts and buns and grains and things along the bottom; with the injunction to wolf as much as you can wish from the bottom but stay well away from the top? You weren’t allowed butter but could gobble all the healthy margarine and other recommended artificial substitute ‘fats’ you could stomach …

So?

SO HERE’S A

quote from an FPD* of that golden age of health advice—

She dedicates Nourishing Fats “To the memory of Mary G. Enig, PhD” (1931-2014), her long-time colleague, friend, and coauthor of key articles and books. The two books they wrote together are Nourishing Traditions: The Cookbook that Challenges Politically Correct Nutrition and Diet Dictocrats (1995) and Eat Fat, Lose Fat: The healthy Alternative to Trans Fats (2005). More than 30 years ago, Dr. Enig exposed the connection between trans-fat margarine and heart disease and cancer. The medical establishment first ignored her, then vilified her, and finally years later treated her findings concerning trans-fat as an unsurprising, obvious fact.

To read from source: CLICK HERE 

—make of it what you will. Or go find the very latest all-singing all-dancing health advice from your Health and Medicine Establishment (you know who I mean—those guys who told you that to even walk by a room containing an egg was to risk arterialclaustofosis, to even glimpse a picture of a butter wrapper would collapse you to the ground in fits of spasms whilst the blubber would be piling around your waist in layers too fast for your bathroom scales to follow).

Real butter, I’m told, comes from contented grass-fed cows. Organic if you can get it, a natural lovely golden colour devoid of artificial colourings. Not white.

Brought up on such I was often gob-smacked to see Americans cheerfully spreading some sort of health-promoting white grease from packets labelled ‘butter’. Yeuch.

Butter, dammit, comes from cows. Not laboratories:

MY POINT?

Stay away from eggs too. (Well, they used to command us so from the minarets of ‘good advice’—it had to be truth, all the newspapers and ladies’ magazines were full of it.)

And (horrors~!) even the lethal egg is now legal again … and salt! But don’t get me started on the advantages of genuine salt over the de-salted salt they sell as ‘free flowing and health promoting’ table salt.

Graze as close to the ground as you can get and to hell with their officials, fashion, healthy pyramids, food police, and their ‘advice’.

* FDP = Food Pyramid Denier (shock, horror, dismay!) 

Sadly in NZ lard still seems effectively unattainable—I have to render down my own. O tempora, o mores …