National Falling Down Week

Here we go again.

We are in fall season so King County Pubic Health imposters declare a Fall Prevention Awareness Week. Can you see the connection Fall / Fall? Smooooth. An entire fucking week to bring awareness to falling down. I fell down eight years ago. I tripped over a hose in my garden. If only I had been aware of falling down it might have been prevented. National toasted cheese sandwich day didn’t get a week. Cheese clogs arteries that lead to strokes and heart attacks. Falling down causes bruising…maybe. Why did toasted cheese sandwich only get one day?

The Dow is down. Maybe not. Maybe he’s concerned about a specific group of people that he doesn’t want to name. One of the adverse reactions after receiving the Covid 19 vaccine is FALLING DOWN. Right on your fucking head. Faceplant. It’s been witnessed a thousand times over. Stroke. Heart attack. DEAD. I now support Dow Constantine in his efforts to bring awareness to CV19 vaccine injury that causes people to fall down dead. The Dow is up.

“We’re all in this together.”—Dow Constantine

“Just two weeks to flatten the curve.”—Dow Constantine

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I have a friend of mine who is from Costa Rica. He sent me a picture and a text message this morning around 12am. He’s in Hawaii on a beach. I’m in a war. He’s injected. I’m not. He’s not concerned. I am. I sent him this.

I haven’t been able to confirm, to my satisfaction, if this is legit. A salute to Costa Rica if it is. I find the month and day interesting, 11/9. Flip it. How did that date just happen?

VRR Fun Fact: Eight thousand two hundred and sixty-three days ago.

Sep 3, 2001 I was rage free then. Eight days later—RAGE. Not directed at terrorists in caves either. Without rage we’ll never make America great again. Quarantined us. Locked us down. Separated us. Masked us. Terminated us. Coerced us. Lied to us….repeatedly. Injected us. Killed us.