They misrepresented scientific data to support their Covid-19 narrative
#CoV act on #Caucasians,#Blacks more than #Jews,#Chinese
had #pilot of #Prigozhin crashed #plane #post-vax #heart attack?
CoV vax underreported #injuries(#stroke,#blood clots, heart #attacks,#amputations,#neurological conditions):98% of adverse reactions
https://salvatoremercogliano.blogspot.com/2023/08/they-m
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Little ILW MC Angst Piece
Book: It Lives Within
Basis: What brown means to Vax... (ILW MC.) Or, his reaction to the loss of his eye.
Warnings: spoilers. angst. injury.
Word Count: 620+
A/N: I wrote this forever ago, but I'm digging it up because it became relevant again.
Vax knew brown to be warm. To be human.
It was the fragmented sheen of the pebbles at the bottom of the lakebed he and Annie had lounged in, sunlight weaving and waving off the smooth rock faces, the rival of any monarchies jewels.
It was the polished glow of woodwork, hours amassed into a single little figurine, standing proudly on his desk. Hands covered in cuts and splinters, slices and dices, but he doesn’t frown, no– he doesn’t frown–
Sitting back and thinking– I made that, I made that!, the conjoined laughter of father and son echoing out across the oaken room, buttery hues of the setting sun softly dancing past the silhouette of a son, a hero, and a father.
Vax knew brown to be homely. To be kind.
It was the tantalizing bronze of food, freshly cooked, the glimmer of the oaken table where family and friends alike would gather, and laugh, and chatter, the umbra hues of the extra servings that he folded into hands that once held onto milk bottles, building blocks, and storybooks, but now holds onto a world, weighted down, heavy and hurting and hoping for something– something less–
Vax knew brown to be an oath, a truth, and a promise–
It was the glint of his mother’s ring, catching on all the angles of the light, and sending rainbows bounding across the ceiling. A golden-brown and gilded thing, crested by the cream of a quaint little cranium, the skull ring that she had clutched to her fingers, and now, he clutches to his, the scrawling swirl of calligraphy sheening softly with each turn as he spins it around through the air - memento mori - remember, you will die.
Vax knew brown to be familiar. To be grounding.
It was the colour of the sap that raced down the tree he had hidden in, and wailed and bellowed before Annie, a stream of mocking ghostly wails that sent her screaming, not laughing, like he had intended, and then, his run to her, brotherly arms outstretched, it’s just me, it’s just me, I’ll never let anything hurt you, okay? You’re stuck to me, see, like this sap is to this tree, and I won’t let anything happen to you, I won’t let anything happen to you…
I promise, Annie. I promise.
Vax knew brown to be many things, but mostly, it was home.
It was his mother’s eyes, his father’s, his sister’s, everyone that ever mattered to him–
Or it was the speckling of freckles across the nose of the boy he had sneaked out with at camp, tangling his fingers into his hair and realizing, oh, that’s what the feeling of my tingling chest when I saw my friend in his silken suit at prom was, oh, that’s the feeling of my pinkened cheeks as I heard him speak, oh, that’s… this is… this is…
The truth is, brown was– is– so much more than a colour.
So maybe that’s why he sobs, and sobs, and sobs, and sobs, like a man possessed, inconsolable, on his haunches, no consolation left in the soft compress of strong arms and frantic utterances “Vax– Vax– show me, show me, show me, please, show me where it hurts, let me take care of you–”
Brown was good, brown was safe, brown was home, soft… sweet–
And stolen from him.
So maybe that’s why he sobs, when the last of it is taken from him. The one thing he took pride in, the homely hue of his kin carried down in one singular eye, and struck out with one single swipe.
“They got– the wrong eye– they got–”
It should have been the other eye.
…It should have been the other eye.
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constant #convulsions after 2nd #Pfizer then found #dead
#trials,1/3 #vax injuries report. to #CDC #VAERS unrecorded or deleted
S.#Latypova:Pfizer didn't defraud #govt but delivered #fraud govt ordered
#US,11K compensation req for #injuries,govt paid 3
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Oh, look, it’s “Time to remind you that anti-vaxxers kill children” o’clock.
This is your reminder that anti-vaxxers kill children because they convince people that it’s “better” for their kids to contract diseases that can kill them than to get a vaccine that won’t.
There is no such thing as a “vaccine injury.” This is a nonsense phrase invented by anti-vaxxers to make vaccines seem dangerous and untrustworthy.
Vaccines do NOT cause autism, and it fucking hurts me to think about how many people still pull that one out when the fucking doctor who pitched it 1) had his medical license revoked and 2) can only get work talking to anti-vaxxers about how he was clearly sidelined by ‘the man’.
If you’re taking advice from someone who can only get work pitching his pet theory to small groups because the massive majority in his field have loudly called him a quack, the duck is wandering around your house.
And lastly, if you’d rather your kid fucking die from measles or polio or mumps or whooping cough than live and thrive and be autistic, you’re a fucking eugenicist, and I hope a grand piano falls on you.
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