MY ROUND TWO WITH THE RONA

plus the Twitter Files -- indy journalism rides to the rescue

I didn’t intend to go so long without a post — but a second bout of C-19 tends to flatten the mind. Beyond a meningitis-level headache, spiking fever and feeling my body has been trampled by a herd of drunken elephants — it was impossible to generate anything but the most fleeting of ideas. So, I gave up and stayed in bed.

But upon a slight recovery and as a proud member of the unvaxxed underclass, I feel required to report on round two of Rona and my journey to and back from the infected dark side. The two bouts — about a year apart were both were difficult with the first infection more so.

The current, ongoing Christmas version, which required cancelling our big family dinner, was pretty terrible but isn’t lasting as long. I have three co-morbidities — weight gain (from lockdowns and isolation depression), age ( never mind) and chronic, persistent anemia. Even with this nasty trifecta, at no time did I feel I would die, although the headache was nuclear and opioids helped.

I am still a flag-waving anti-vaxxer who derides taking shots approved after truncated safety and efficacy studies that framed the official narrative and gave the psychopathic architects of global health policy the upper hand. I include Donald Trump in this. His seemingly natural suspicion of bureaucratic groupthink was overtaken by a narcissistic desperation to appear the hero and on the winning side. He is boxed in now against the critical thinkers in his own, dwindling constituency. De Santis got it right and will reap the rewards providing Dems and the FBI don’t cook up another hoax.

I have enough of a science background to rationally reject the unsupported mantra safe and effective as medical justification for taking the shot. Other Stackers continue to chronicle the shot’s failures and dangers that would likely have been picked up or at least debated if the trials had been longer and more objectively run. There is no doubt jabs are doing more harm than good in many ways too numerous to catalogue here.

*A note to anyone reading this while fuming and waving the absurd recent study in The Lancet claiming the jab saved millions of lives.

Using our model fit to predicted and reported excess mortality (appendix p 23), we estimated that 31·4 million (95% CrI 30·6–32·1) deaths due to COVID-19 would have occurred without vaccinations during the first year of COVID-19 vaccination, with 19·8 million (95% CrI 19·1–20·4) deaths averted, corresponding to 63% (19·8 million of 31·4 million) of total deaths (table 2). The difference between vaccine impact estimates based on excess mortality and official deaths due to COVID-19 was greatest in low-income regions, with approximately ten times more deaths estimated to have been averted in low-income countries when relying on excess mortality estimates (appendix pp 13, 19).

Like virtually all other assertions driving the bad science behind the official narrative (underpinned by Fauci’s vaccine obsession) - this florid data-salad is based on our old friend, Mr. Modeling — a demonstrably inaccurate tool. I actually laughed out loud when I read the methodology - which reeks of a hall monitor’s desperate attempt to construct a wrongful conviction against the cool kids who’ve rejected him. A kind of last gasp aimed at generalizing a false good for legacy media to crow about while avoiding the granularity of multiple challenges to the absurd conclusion.

And of course it doesn’t stratify risk correctly or hypothesize better public health measures like focussed protection or even early treatment that would have radically changed the numbers. So, useless scientifically but a key propaganda tool, protecting Big Pharma and the Western Governments who over-purchased and over-sold a failed and failing product that is actually killing instead of saving people.

Of course, media is all in.

Coming soon from me, a meditation on why the Twitter Files exposing secret informational racketeering feels a lot like a generational shift in how we view the world — for those of a certain age — as shocking as the hippie-driven Manson murders in 1969 — a crime that mocked the free love ethos.

In the meantime do enjoy this week’s show with Leighton Woodhouse, a sharp young journo allowed inside Twitter in San Francisco to comb through its hidden files. Yes, he met Elon, the food wasn’t that great and the conference room was a bit small. It is an uplifting story about old school investigative journalists reporting on new school media corruption. Think Spotlight - a film I cried through, feeling nostalgic for the days when hard working reporters banded together to expose evil. Today, they are its comms department.

The journos who went into Twitter were doing democracy’s most important work. I miss the days when this was the gold standard for legacy media……long gone.

Thanks for your kind patience and I hope you’ve had the best of the season —snug with loved ones and safe from the policy monsters bent on destroying us.

Never forget those who bought the bullshit - like this poor chap who believed the CFR was 10% ……poor lamb

My gift for you — a favourite piece of music.

On the Nature of Daylight by Max Richter.

Try and get through it without weeping.

Surrender to the violin’s delayed lift at 1:53 and please consider upgrading to paid — with much gratitude from me and the team.