The VRR just turned 2

I'm in my terrible two's now

On August 19, 2022 I started the VRR. It was GOV’s response to a supposed deadly virus that landed in my backyard in Kirkland Washington and supposedly killed a man. Zero evidence to support their claim. Nobody in Wa. State looked harder for this man than me. He does not exist. I am not speculating.

Two years after they made this claim they terminated me from my job as a state employee—bus driver. Their claim is I was a threat to my co-workers and to the public. I said, “PROVE IT.” They couldn’t of course and it’s been four and a half years later and their deadly virus still hasn’t found me and I’m not hiding behind any mask. I’m out there with the masked up with a big fucking smile on my face.

I began writing emails to the ones who terminated me—GOV. State legislators, city council members and public health impersonators. I pestered them for a definition for the word, “safe.” Wouldn’t you love to know what their definition is for that word?

After a year of emails they couldn’t provide any definition for the word. Amazing isn’t it. If everyone would have stopped at the beginning and said, “Fuck you, we will not comply until you prove someone died from your virus and give us a definition for the word you keep ramming down our throats—safe. I think we could have at least stalled this out for quite sometime.

I decided to publish my emails to my appointed servants and state health impersonators and the Vaccine Reaper Report was born. Not hatched like those THINGS are.

I have a background in writing of which I’ve already published all of my writing credentials and I can prove everything I’ve written with names, dates and eye-witnesses. Including an insane writing professor who wrote on my last essay—MIKE IF YOU DON’T PURSUE A CAREER IN WRITING I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND KILL YOU.—PROFESSOR IMELDA CANNON

Having that, I decided to write filler articles in-between my ball bashing weekly emails to the un-elected servants of the people and here we are 893 articles latter, still in a genocide and nobody has been arrested.

In my last article a gardyloo (shit slinger) called me a sad little man in the comment section. There is some truth to that. I now have three dead friends and many seriously sick and injured and a past co-worker just died in his sleep last week. That makes me sad. There is this too that I found out vagabonding in Issaquah Washington.

We share the same birthday. Died in 2023. I suspect the CV19 Operation Trump Warp Speed played a roll in this death. This made me a vagabonding sad little man.

I’ve tried to be completely transparent on my Substack. No mystery about the author. I ain’t hiding from nobody, and nobody is hiding from me. Strike that last half of the sentence. Being transparent makes it a little harder for them to call me a shill or $hill.

I can sling their shit right back in their face and say prove it. Shills are captured two ways and you can find this with everyone at the top—sex and money. The VRR is free and remains free. Max Igan in his latest video discusses in his last video why he never never accepted money off his YouTube account when he had 250,000 subscribers—you become controlled, bought and owned.

https://www.bitchute.com/video/WB84bbX2LPFZ/

It’s at around the 21 minute mark.

I was shocked when I became a writer here and discovered some of OUR frontline leaders were boasting, “Tens of thousands of paid subscribers.” How much money is that per month? How much did they make as a doctor or engineer? Do they feel good profiting in a genocide? Some of them dropped the Dr in their name and their profession was listed as “activist.”

This made me think, am I an activist? What’s an activist? Is it a profession? I challenged many of them on their new money making adventure in this genocide. I asked them to pause their earnings and freely distribute their expertise for free to all who are injured and suffering from the CV19 vaccine. They seem to hate that idea.

I didn’t want to be like them so I decided to keep the VRR free until after the genocide then I’M MAKING ALL OF YOU PAY $86.00 a month. Still not a bad deal. But, if you can prove you can only give $1.00 a month I’ll wave the other $85.00. I also accept tea, and hot peppers as payment.

Thanks to everyone who has supported me over these last two years including my friend Donald Jeffries who became a subscriber just one month after I started my Substack. He might not know this but I was reading him in his previous blog for a long time. Life interrupted that and I forgot his name and couldn’t find him again until I saw his name on the comment. My thought, this can’t be the same dude. No fucking way. Way. And then he uses some of my material in his book Masking The Truth. Another NFW.

I met up with my nephew for a beer at a local dive bar. I arrived early and when he arrived I told him to grab a beer and put it on my tab. He came back with a double vodka. He drank six and my bar tab was over $100. I told him his uncle was acknowledged in a book and he said, “No fucking way.” Guess what he’s getting for Christmas.

I have a signed copy of the book. I made a shadow box for it and it is hanging in my office right now.

Don just mentioned me on the research I’ve done on the Trump assassination. There are two asses in the word assassination.

https://substack.com/@djeffries/p-147782334

His new book is out. I’m getting a copy and hoping to get him to sign it and there is room in my shadow box for his new book.

Thanks Don and to everyone else especially those of you who have been with me from the beginning. I know who you are. I lost many long time supporters when I started exposing Trump and I hated losing them. It’s part of writing. Write an article gain 12 new subscribers—drink a beer. Write another article and lose 18—whiskey shots.

I’ve decided since this is the two year anniversary of the VRR I’m going to take a couple of days off, but I’ll be back with the same amount of rage directed like a laser beam right at them.

How about a nice little game of hangman?