It’s not something I’m well known for, but just this once…
I have developed a quite spectacular boil on my chest. I’m not including a photo, it’s hardly my best feature. I don’t recall the last time I had one, if I ever did. The nearest I can recall was some time in the 1990s when I had an infected cut on my finger. It grew big and produced something awful. So it took a few days to realise what this boil was – and it became clear what it was when it leaked. It’s a localised subcutaneous bacterial infection, probably got in through a scratch and managed to get itself established.
I’ve certainly never cultivated one like this beauty. It’s the biggest bacterial colony I’ve ever grown. About an inch wide and half an inch high. Probably Staphylococcus aureus judging by the colour of the gunk but I haven’t bothered identifying it. The holes that leaked have healed over (damn, that fast healing thing can be a nuisance sometimes) and it refilled so I gave in and called the doctor. As I said, I’ve never had one so I don’t really know what to do with it.
You don’t get to see doctors any more. They no longer have corporeal bodies, they exist only in the internet, like Lawnmower Man. So I called, they called back (even a phone appointment takes from Friday to Tuesday now), I described the thing and its gooey exudate and was prescribed a penicillin derivative.
I’m not allergic to penicillin. It’s what they gave me for that infected finger, decades ago. I do know what it’ll do to my guts though, and that’s already started. Two grams a day and it’s like being visited by the body cavity version of Dyno-Rod. Still, have to get the infection killed off and it’s not like I had plans to go anywhere. This does still leave the small matter of getting the dead gunk out so I’ve ordered magnesium sulphate paste and big plasters to suck the bugger up to the surface.
I read the leaflet that came with the pack, because I needed to know if I could still have a whisky. Fortunately it has no mention of any problems with alcohol, but it does have a list of side effects. One in ten can expect an explosive intestinal evacuation – and I already knew I was the one so I was ready for that. Just have to keep hydrated, it’s only for a week.
The boil doesn’t hurt. On a pain scale of 1 to 10 it doesn’t register. It’s down there in the fractions, around ‘uncomfortable’. So it’s not really stopping me doing anything. I just have to cover it with a plaster at night so I don’t wake up stuck to the sheets.
Really, this post is about the leaflet. It’s a comprehensive leaflet – the ingredients list even includes the components of the ink they used to write the code letters on the side of the pills. There is a URL for the Yellow Card reporting system for side effects, it even tells you you can get an app for that. It encourages you to report any side effects including any effects you might experience that aren’t already in the list. I won’t bother, I knew what my gut’s reaction to a high dose of penicillin would be so there’s really no need to bother anyone. I also know it’ll stop when I finish the course of botty-blasting pills. So when they say only 10% of adverse events are reported, I’m in the 90%.
It is very important to finish the course. There will be a few bacteria in that colony who have an innate resistance to penicillin, but they do it by producing an enzyme that breaks down the penicillin. If you keep the penicillin coming you overwhelm their enzymes and kill them. If you stop before they are all dead, the colony grows back – but this time it’s come back from the survivors. The ones that can produce the enzyme. Then you can’t tolerate enough penicillin in your body to kill them and you’ll have to try something else. Every subsequent antibiotic is going to have different side effects and if you do a really bad job of finishing the courses, you might get down to the truly vicious ones like metronidazole or vancomycin and then it’s 50/50 whether the bacteria or you get hit hardest. You really don’t want to get on that train. Always finish the course.
This stuff is, basically, penicillin. One of the most common and the earliest antibiotic to be discovered. It’s cheap and readily available and works on many, many things. And the leaflet goes into such deep detail about the pills, listing every ingredient (I’m still amazed they listed the components of the tiny amount of ink!) and every known possible side effect. For penicillin.
Have you seen those videos, most of them taken in pharmacies, of the leaflet in the packs of covid vaccine? Those are blank sheets of paper. No information of any kind at all. No ingredients list, no mention of possible side effects, no words of any kind at all in any language.
Penicillin is covered in depth in the internal leaflet. The experimental jabs have nothing. No information at all. There can be no claim of ‘informed consent’ for any of these jabs. Those poking the stuff into people have no idea what’s in it, nor what potential risks go with it. The pokers don’t know so they can’t possibly inform the pokees.
There have been researchers insisting they see ‘nanotech’ in the vaccines. I’ve seen some of the videos of strange shapes forming apparently spontaneously. They don’t look like robots to me, they look like something crystallising. Now let’s leave the robots aside, the crystallising things and the things that are clearly tiny metal fragments really should not be appearing in anything you’re going to be injected with.
Sharp metal fragments can happen, of course, you get them inside pretty much any kind of machinery as cogs and surfaces move against one another and tiny bits get chipped off. It’s why you have to change the oil in your car, it gets loaded with those crappy little bits. The food industry uses metal detectors and magnets to make sure they aren’t in the finished product. There is a limit to what they can find, of course, but if you were to ingest these sub-millimetre fragments they’d just pass through you and maybe make your poo sparkle. Inject them, and they’ll be floating around your bloodstream, blocking capillaries and potentially cutting narrow blood vessels. So whatever those researchers are finding should not be in there.
Peronally I don’t think they are self-assembling robots. I think they are contaminants of some kind. But I don’t know much about nanotechnology beyond a few reports of molecular machines I read many years ago, and those were just a cog moving like a bit of tiny Meccano. I don’t know how far that technology has progressed, it’s not my field of work. I would be very surprised if they’ve managed to make actual nanobots though.
There is clearly junk in the shots that shouldn’t be there. However, what should be in there and how safe are the original formulations? We can’t know. The safety data has not been released and Pfizer are working very hard to keep it that way. It has even extended to blocking parents’ access to any adverse effects observed in children.
Mr Justice Jonathan Swift denied the application, arguing that parents did not have the ability to properly interpret the data.
I think old Swifty will find that this particular parent – and grandparent – is far more qualified to interpret scientific data than a dusty-wigged judge. So are many, many others. Yet I will not be allowed to see it. Does he imagine that all parents are knuckle dragging Milwall supporters? If you ever wanted to see an example of how those who consider themselves important regard everyone else as simply farm animals, this would be hard to beat.
There are ‘doctors’ online claiming that heart attacks in athletes are normal, that children dying of heart attacks is perfectly fine, and – get this – there are people who believe it. People seem to have no long term memory any more.
Sure, these things do happen but they are rare. I have never, in nearly 62 years, heard of a child having a heart attack. I have never seen a footballer keel over on the field. Not even George Best the serial liver-killer. He never failed in action. I do recall one – just one – report of a boy band member who died in his 20s of an undiagnosed heart problem. I can’t remember the name, it was years ago. I have never seen anything like the reports coming out now. Tennis players stopping and clutching their chests. Footballers, cricketers, other athletes dropping like flies. It’s not Covid, it’s climate change, it’s clearing snow, it’s teenage sex, lately it’s the shock of increased utility bills… it’s anything but the vaccines. The shots with blank information leaflets.
The same shots they are about to inject into toddlers who are at no risk from Covid at all. Some people are making a hell of a lot of money and they don’t care what damage they do to get it.
So what’s next? Well there has been a lot of talk of smallpox but that’s not going to work. Smallpox is eradicated in the wild, officially in 1985, so any smallpox outbreak can only be a bioweapon attack. I don’t think they’d be that stupid. Besides, I’m already vaccinated against it so nyah.
Well, there was a recent anouncement of a new vaccine against HIV. I did wonder why. I’m at absolutely zero risk for HIV and so are most people. Even those who like to bonk around and don’t care which hole it goes in are at, at most, moderate risk. except in California where deliberately infecting someone with HIV is no longer a crime but using a plastic straw is.
Let’s not go to California. It is a silly place.
So now there is a vaccine most people don’t need. And… cue the outbreak of the new variant.
Yes, you will have to continue wearing masks that don’t stop viruses for a virus that is not transmitted in the air. You will have to socially distance even though you can’t get HIV unless they bleed on you or poke their personal bits into one of your orifices.
You will be forced to take a vaccine that protects others while others are forced to take a vaccine that protects you. This utterly unscientific nonsense is now so ingrained it will be easy to convince the idiots at large (including a certain 650) that it is essential.
Your covid pass becomes your vaccine pass and more and more vaccines are added until you are a human pincushion taking medications for heart problems and blood clots and a host of other diseases you are convinced are just a normal part of being human.
And while you do all that, I’ll be popping a boil and getting agar plates ready to make my own coarse extract of penicillin in case it happens again. You know, actual medicine.
I know most people don’t believe me. They didn’t believe me when I first pointed out the dangers of mRNA and DNA turning your own body into spike protein factories. They don’t believe scientists much more eminent than I’d ever have been when they point out the same things. They never will.
I don’t care any more. All I can do is put out what I know. If you don’t want to believe it I am not going to argue with you. You carry on believing what you like. I am not some damn saviour, and I am certainly not Batman (I could be BacteriaMan but I look shit in Lycra) and I genuinely no longer care about those who will not listen.
You’ve had two years to look into this yourself. You’ve seen athletes drop, you’ve seen children dead of heart attacks, and yet you persist in defending these ridiculous vaccines. Most people now know more family and friends dead or damaged after jabs than have ever succumbed to covid. These same people will clamour for the HIV vaccine even though they have zero risk of ever catching it.
Well, take it. Take it all. Take all the jabs and subsequent medications and boost Pharmer and politician profits through the roof. Believe these people actually give a shit about your welfare and aren’t just interested in your money. Pretend all your new and serious ailments are just normal things all humans have to deal with. I’m not going to stop you. I’m not even going to try to persuade you any more. It’s your life and it’s your responsibility. I will continue to pass on what I know from my experience in the subject but if you know better, well you carry on. Ignore me. Listen to Hollywood and TV experts instead. Question nothing. Resistance is futile.
When I first started this blog I had the tagline ‘I’m not here to save you. I’m here to save myself’. That’s now more true than ever. Nobody is coming to save you. If you want any kind of salvation it’s up to you to get it. Or maybe you don’t want it, or are convinced you don’t need it.
It’s your life and you’re only going to get one. Make your choice and live with it. As long as you can.
So, are you going to live your life or are you going to let someone else control it? At the end, and we all have to face the end eventually, will you be able to say you lived as you wanted or will you try to blame someone else?
Up to you. There is no second chance.