Hayley Hodgson, 26, moved to Darwin from Melbourne to escape the never-ending lockdowns — only to find herself locked up in a Covid Internment Camp without even having the virus.
“So then the police officers blocked my driveway,” she says. “I walked out and I said, “what’s going on, are you guys testing me for COVID? What’s happening?” They said, “no, you’re getting taken away. And you have no choice. You’re going to Howard Springs. You either come with us now, and we’ll put you in the back of the divvy van. Or you can have a choice to get a ‘COVID cab’… I just said, “I don’t consent to this. I don’t understand why I can’t just self-isolate at home, like a lot of other people are doing.” And they just said, “we’ve just been told from higher up where to take you. And that’s all that there is.”
She was ordered to pack a bag and was told that she could be released once she tested negative. Collected in the back of a rented van, she was then transported to Howard Springs. On arrival, she was told that she would have to stay there for the full 14 days:
You literally get put on the back of a golf buggy with your bags. And these people are in hazmat suits and everything. They don’t want to come near you because they think you’re infectious. And they literally drop you to your room. And they leave you. They don’t come and say anything, they don’t check up, they don’t do anything. You get delivered your meals once a day. And you are just left. – HAYLEY HODGSON, UNHERDTV
She was tested three times during the 14 days, and on each occasion tested negative.
At one stage she was disciplined for leaving the confines of her cabin without a mask and was threatened with a $5000 AUD fine. On another occasion, she told how she was offered Valium to calm her down.
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“we’ve just been told from higher up where to take you (and we will kill you later). And that’s all that there is.”
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See what I did there?
If you allow them to steal you will you also allow them to kill you?
Yes you will and there is nothing you can do about it at that point.
The lesson here is, that once they come to your property and try to steal you, you must understand that they are going to kill you. Do you really think that people that would steal you would suddenly have some sort of moral fiber against killing you? They will not. They will do whatever they are told to keep that paycheck coming in. They will kill you.
When they come to your property you must make your choice, or have it made for you, and that will be the end of it for you. I didn’t watch the vid.
What if a filthy homeless person you had never seen before pulled up in your driveway in a nasty beaten up ride and came to your door and insisted you get in his ride, would you do it? Or would you send him to hell? Connect the dots.
Hayley Hodgson can lament all she wants—for any good that would do her. She sings the song of the cow on its way to the slaughterhouse. The members of Australia’s ruling class see this, and laugh. Can you just hear them? “Listen to that bitch! What can she do about it?” Short answer: not a damn thing.
A slave can do nothing about his condition except to serve his master in the finest way he can. That way, maybe he will get a more lenient servitude. Such a man dies a thousand times a day, his soul more and more ground into paste.
Not everyone can be a Spartacus. But even he was ground into paste.
A couple of things I noticed while watching this. Hayley is very likable and it’s inconceivable that this is happening, and she has both an amused look in her eyes, and a slightly miffed look while she’s telling it, but she’s not scared or horrified by it. She’s acting like we Americans do because we’re used to living in a rational and orderly world, we’re kind of spoiled children. The other thing that worries me is that I was thinking that she is not very smart for speaking out because they’ll just come and get her for that. That worries me because if we can’t speak out, what hope is there?
If we find we can’t speak out we need to prepare to shoot them in the face the moment they appear. That or hunt them in their own habitats.
How will we know when we’ve crossed that line? Or when they have? We are, or at least I am, such a safe American, a Pollyanna, that I don’t believe that we’re in jeopardy and I probably won’t recognize it for what it is when it arrives.
LP, Your first comment is very perceptive; and then fails. … Gerard’s comment provides the “cold, ugly, non negotiable, truth”. … Ponder: who in your life cares for you so intensely that once you are “taken” they will risk all including their life and freedom to rescue you ? … Even if you know Liam Neeson, you do realize he neither has those “unique, special skills” nor believes in violence (unless of course to protect his person and property; that’s why he has body guards) ? … “Bottom-line” you are on your own, and better start thinking about what you are willing to do to chance future life and freedom. (Hint: the line is crossed when they come to your door; and you know you have done nothing to suggest they are invited.)
” no one is coming to save you… “
“And how we burned in the camps later…”
Again, I say to anyone that will listen;
NEVER GIVE UP YOUR GUNS!
26 year old Haley, the Aussie chic with the two nose rings gives the authorities a clear indication that she will be easy to control….like a pig with a ring in its nose.
If one wishes to not be treated like a barnyard beast and herded to slaughter, perhaps removing the compliance tools from one’s face would be a good start.
I simply cannot muster much sympathy for anyone that would comply with gangsters parading as legitimate “authority”.
I have taught self-defense to women and one of the first rules is – NEVER ALLOW YOURSELF TO BE SHACKLED OR BOUND AND NEVER GET IN A VEHICLE TO BE TRANSPORTED ANYWHERE. Don’t get in the box-car, or golf cart, as in this case.
So they’ve gone beyond locking up the abos and progressing to the settlers. Just like that, it’s Nazstralia.
“Australia is Argentina. Not content with that, it’s now trying hard to become Brazil.” I lived in Argentina for ten years. Visited Brazil many times. Neither nation forces citizens into camps. Neither nation has the ability to do so.
“Can we leave Muh Nazis out of it just for once?” No we can’t. Why would you ask that? Australia forces its citizens into camps. So did Nazi Germany. You might be upset at the comparison between those two nations, but your feelings do not at all affect those facts.
And by the way, the term “concentration camp” comes from the 2nd Boer War (1898 – 1902). The British forced the Boers into camps complete with barbed wire, towers and other accoutrements of a police state. 50,000 Boers and their allies were starved to death or died of disease in those camps. It was the British who invented the gulag, not Stalin. It was the British who invented interment camps, not Hitler.
GV, like the way you think. Shooting em in the mother fucking mug! Is sadly the only solution.
Na, while I’ve a ton of respect for all here, little doubt in my mind most will be on the first bus out. These fine folks here on AD, are truly gentle folk, wonderful women and men, a joy to hear their ideas, their thoughts, many moons ago I mentioned American Digest IS my chill pill.
While I’ve taken to scanning many of our friends Blogs, represented here,,,,,,,which are wonderful, just not the words of folks preparing to stand tall, get in a fist fight, a dog fight for one’s lives.
I’m amused that not one persons mentioned the Intel/info on The Canadian Govts preparing to confiscate any All,,,,,,semi auto weapons. Friends that’s spitting distance and the silences here is crickets. How can that be.
As I write this listening to Josh Grobans Christmas Carols. I just wish what’s coming didn’t have to happen. Sadly it is our HISTORY which tells us it is inevitable, no work around, no solutions other then killing em all. Jailing em solves Nada.
If you have NOT read a vial nasty book titled “The Turner Diaries”, borrow it, buy it, find it on the net. It’s terrible. Read it, understand the core principles, how we got here, how we cure the problem.
Netflix has a show Rebellion on right now.Ireland pre WWI, into the IRA days, two seasons. Its a primer. While I hate violence, I recognize that violence is a problem solving tool.
Sorry to be critical, I guess it’s a black pill day for me.
VI
THE TURNER DIARIES
by Andrew Macdonald
Chapter 1
September 16, 1991. Today it finally began! After all these years of talking-and nothing but talking-we have finally taken our first action. We are at war with the System, and it is no longer a war of words.
I cannot sleep, so I will try writing down some of the thoughts which are flying through my head. It is not safe to talk here. The walls are quite thin, and the neighbors might wonder at a late-night conference. Besides, George and Katherine are already asleep. Only Henry and I are still awake, and he’s just staring at the ceiling.
I am really uptight. I am so jittery I can barely sit still. And I’m exhausted. I’ve been up since 5:30 this morning, when George phoned to warn that the arrests had begun, and it’s after midnight now. I’ve been keyed up and on the move all day.
But at the same time I’m exhilarated. We have finally acted! How long we will be able to continue defying the System, no one knows. Maybe it will all end tomorrow, but we must not think about that. Now that we have begun, we must continue with the plan we have been developing so carefully ever since the Gun Raids two years ago.
What a blow that was to us! And how it shamed us! All that brave talk by patriots, “The government will never take my guns away,” and then nothing but meek submission when it happened.
On the other hand, maybe we should be heartened by the fact that there were still so many of us who had guns then, nearly 18 months after the Cohen Act had outlawed all private ownership of firearms in the United States. It was only because so many of us defied the law and hid our weapons instead of turning them in that the government wasn’t able to act more harshly against us after the Gun Raids.
I’ll never forget that terrible day: November 9, 1989. They knocked on my door at five in the morning. I was completely unsuspecting as I got up to see who it was.
I opened the door, and four Negroes came pushing into the apartment before I could stop them. One was carrying a baseball bat, and two had long kitchen knives thrust into their belts. The one with the bat shoved me back into a corner and stood guard over me with his bat raised in a threatening position while the other three began ransacking my apartment.
My first thought was that they were robbers. Robberies of this sort had become all too common since the Cohen Act, with groups of Blacks forcing their way into White homes to rob and rape, knowing that even if their victims had guns they probably would not dare use them.
Then the one who was guarding me flashed some kind of card and informed me that he and his accomplices were “special deputies” for the Northern Virginia Human Relations Council. They were searching for firearms, he said.
I couldn’t believe it. It just couldn’t be happening. Then I saw that they were wearing strips of green cloth tied around their left arms. As they dumped the contents of drawers on the floor and pulled luggage from the closet, they were ignoring things that robbers wouldn’t have passed up: my brand-new electric razor, a valuable gold pocket watch, a milk bottle full of dimes. They were looking for firearms!
Right after the Cohen Act was passed, all of us in the Organization had cached our guns and ammunition where they weren’t likely to be found. Those in my unit had carefully greased our weapons, sealed them in an oil drum, and spent all of one tedious weekend burying the drum in an eight-foot-deep pit 200 miles away in the woods of western Pennsylvania.
But I had kept one gun out of the cache. I had hidden my .357 magnum revolver and 50 rounds of ammunition inside the door frame between the kitchen and the living room. By pulling out two loosened nails and removing one board from the door frame I could get to my revolver in about two minutes flat if I ever needed it. I had timed myself.
But a police search would never uncover it. And these inexperienced Blacks couldn’t find it in a million years.
After the three who were conducting the search had looked in all the obvious places, they began slitting open my mattress and the sofa cushions. I protested vigorously at this and briefly considered trying to put up a fight.
About that time there was a commotion out in the hallway. Another group of searchers had found a rifle hidden under a bed in the apartment of the young couple down the hall. They had both been handcuffed and were being forcibly escorted toward the stairs. Both were clad only in their underwear, and the young woman was complaining loudly about the fact that her baby was being left alone in the apartment.
Another man walked into my apartment. He was a Caucasian, though with an unusually dark complexion. He also wore a green armband, and he carried an attaché case and a clipboard.
The Blacks greeted him deferentially and reported the negative result of their search: “No guns here, Mr. Tepper.”
Tepper ran his finger down the list of names and apartment numbers on his clipboard until he came to mine. He frowned. “This is a bad one,” he said. “He has a racist record. Been cited by the Council twice. And he owned eight firearms which were never turned in.”
Tepper opened his attaché case and took out a small, black object about the size of a pack of cigarettes which was attachéd by a long cord to an electronic instrument in the case. He began moving the black object in long sweeps back and forth over the walls, while the attaché case emitted a dull, rumbling noise. The rumble rose in pitch as the gadget approached the light switch, but Tepper convinced himself that the change was caused by the metal junction box and conduit buried in the wall. He continued his methodical sweep.
As he swept over the left side of the kitchen door frame the rumble jumped to a piercing shriek. Tepper grunted excitedly, and one of the Negroes went out and came back a few seconds later with a sledge hammer and a pry bar. It took the Negro substantially less than two minutes after that to find my gun.
I was handcuffed without further ado and led outside. Altogether, four of us were arrested in my apartment building. In addition to the couple down the hall, there was an elderly man from the fourth floor. They hadn’t found a firearm in his apartment, but they had found four shotgun shells on his closet shelf. Ammunition was also illegal.
Mr Tepper and some of his “deputies” had more searches to carry out, but three large Blacks with baseball bats and knives were left to guard us in front of the apartment building.
The four of us were forced to sit on the cold sidewalk, in various states of undress, for more than an hour until a police van finally came for us.
As other residents of the apartment building left for work, they eyed us curiously. We were all shivering, and the young woman from down the hall was weeping uncontrollably.
One man stopped to ask what it was all about. One of our guards brusquely explained that we were all under arrest for possessing illegal weapons. The man stared at us and shook his head disapprovingly.
Then the Black pointed to me and said: “And that one’s a racist.” Still shaking his head, the man moved on.
Herb Jones, who used to belong to the Organization and was one of the most outspoken of the “they’ll-never-get-my-gun” people before the Cohen Act, walked by quickly with his eyes averted. His apartment had been searched too, but Herb was clean. He had been practically the first man in town to turn his guns over to the police after the passage of the Cohen Act made him liable to ten years imprisonment in a Federal penitentiary if he kept them.
That was the penalty the four of us on the sidewalk were facing. It didn’t work out that way, though. The reason it didn’t is that the raids which were carried out all over the country that day netted a lot more fish than the System had counted on: more than 800,000 persons were arrested.
At first the news media tried hard to work up enough public sentiment against us so that the arrests would stick. The fact that there weren’t enough jail cells in the country to hold us all could be remedied by herding us into barbed-wire enclosures outdoors until new prison facilities could be readied, the newspapers suggested. In freezing weather!
I still remember the Washington Post headline the next day: “Fascist-Racist Conspiracy Smashed, Illegal Weapons Seized.” But not even the brainwashed American public could fully accept the idea that nearly a million of their fellow citizens had been engaged in a secret, armed conspiracy.
As more and more details of the raids leaked out, public restlessness grew. One of the details which bothered people was that the raiders had, for the most part, exempted Black neighborhoods from the searches. The explanation given at first for this was that since “racists” were the ones primarily suspected of harboring firearms, there was relatively little need to search Black homes.
The peculiar logic of this explanation broke down when it turned out that a number of persons who could hardly be considered either “racists” or “fascists” had been caught up in the raids. Among them were two prominent liberal newspaper columnists who had earlier been in the forefront of the antigun crusade, four Negro Congressmen (they lived in White neighborhoods), and an embarrassingly large number of government officials.
The list of persons to be raided, it turned out, had been compiled primarily from firearms sales records which all gun dealers had been required to keep. If a person had turned a gun in to the police after the Cohen Act was passed, his name was marked off the list. If he hadn’t it stayed on, and he was raided on November 9-unless he lived in a Black neighborhood.
In addition, certain categories of people were raided whether they had ever purchased a firearm from a dealer or not. All the members of the Organization were raided.
The government’s list of suspects was so large that a number of “responsible” civilian groups were deputized to assist in the raids. l guess the planners in the System thought that most of the people on their list had either sold their guns privately before the Cohen Act, or had disposed of them in some other way. Probably they were expecting only about a quarter as many people to be arrested as actually were.
Anyway, the whole thing soon became so embarrassing and so unwieldy that most of the arrestees were turned loose again within a week. The group I was with-some 600 of us-was held for three days in a high school gymnasium in Alexandria before being released. During those three days we were fed only four times, and we got virtually no sleep.
But the police did get mug shots, fingerprints, and personal data from everyone. When we were released we were told that we were still technically under arrest and could expect to be picked up again for prosecution at any time.
The media kept yelling for prosecutions for awhile, but the issue was gradually allowed to die. Actually, the System had bungled the affair rather badly.
For a few days we were all more frightened and glad to be free than anything else. A lot of people in the Organization dropped out right then and there. They didn’t want to take any more chances.
Others stayed in but used the Gun Raids as an excuse for inactivity. Now that the patriotic element in the population had been disarmed, they argued, we were all at the mercy of the System and had to be much more careful. They wanted us to cease all public recruiting activities and “go underground.”
As it turned out, what they really had in mind was for the Organization to restrict itself henceforth to “safe” activities, such activities to consist principally in complaining-better yet, whispering-to one another about how bad things were.
The more militant members, on the other hand, were for digging up our weapons caches and unleashing a program of terror against the System immediately, carrying out executions of Federal judges, newspaper editors, legislators, and other System figures. The time was ripe for such action, they felt, because in the wake of the Gun Raids we could win public sympathy for such a campaign against tyranny.
It is hard to say now whether the militants were right. Personally, I think they were wrong-although I counted myself as one of them at the time. We could certainly have killed a number of the creatures responsible for America’s ills, but I believe we would have lost in the long run.
For one thing, the Organization just wasn’t well disciplined enough for waging terror against the System. There were too many cowards and blabbermouths among us. Informers, fools, weaklings, and irresponsible jerks would have been our undoing.
For a second thing, I am sure now that we were overoptimistic in our judgment of the mood of the public. What we mistook as general resentment against the System’s abrogation of civil rights during the Gun Raids was more a passing wave of uneasiness resulting from all the commotion involved in the mass arrests.
As soon as the public had been reassured by the media that they were in no danger, that the government was cracking down only on the “racists, fascists, and other anti-social elements” who had kept illegal weapons, most relaxed again and went back to their TV and funny papers.
As we began to realize this, we were more discouraged than ever. We had based all our plans-in fact, the whole rationale of the Organization-on the assumption that Americans were inherently opposed to tyranny, and that when the System became oppressive enough they could be led to overthrow it. We had badly underestimated the degree to which materialism had corrupted our fellow citizens, as well as the extent to which their feelings could be manipulated by the mass media.
As long as the government is able to keep the economy somehow gasping and wheezing along, the people can be conditioned to accept any outrage. Despite the continuing inflation and the gradually declining standard of living, most Americans are still able to keep their bellies full today, and we must simply face the fact that that’s the only thing which counts with most of them.
Discouraged and uncertain as we were, though, we began laying new plans for the future. First, we decided to maintain our program of public recruiting. In fact, we intensified it and deliberately made our propaganda as provocative as possible. The purpose was not only to attract new members with a militant disposition, but at the same time to purge the Organization of the fainthearts and hobbyists-the “talkers.”
We also tightened up on discipline. Anyone who missed a scheduled meeting twice in a row was expelled. Anyone who failed to carry out a work assignment was expelled. Anyone who violated our rule against loose talk about Organizational matters was expelled.
We had made up our minds to have an Organization that would be ready the next time the System provided an opportunity to strike. The shame of our failure to act, indeed, our inability to act, in 1989 tormented us and drove us without mercy. It was probably the single most important factor in steeling our wills to whip the Organization into fighting trim, despite all obstacles.
Another thing that helped-at least, with me-was the constant threat of re-arrest and prosecution. Even if I had wanted to give it all up and join the TV-and-funnies crowd, I couldn’t. I could make no plans for a “normal,” civilian future, never knowing when I might be prosecuted under the Cohen Act. (The Constitutional guarantee of a speedy trial, of course, has been “reinterpreted” by the courts until it means no more than our Constitutional guarantee of the right to keep and bear arms.)
So I, and I know this also applies to George and Katherine and Henry, threw myself without reservation into work for the Organization and made only plans for the future of the Organization. My private life had ceased to matter.
Whether the Organization actually is ready, I guess we’ll find out soon enough. So far, so good, though. Our plan for avoiding another mass roundup, like 1989, seems to have worked.
Early last year we began putting a number of new members, unknown to the political police, into police agencies and various quasi-official organizations, such as the human relations councils. They served as our early-warning network and otherwise kept us generally informed of the System’s plans against us.
We were surprised at the ease with which we were able to set up and operate this network. We never would have gotten away with it back in the days of J. Edgar Hoover.
It is ironic that while the Organization has always warned the public against the dangers of racial integration of our police, this has now turned out to be a blessing in disguise for us. The “equal opportunity” boys have really done a wonderful wrecking job on the FBI and other investigative agencies, and their efficiency is way down as a result. Still, we’d better not get over-confident or careless.
Omigod! It’s 4:00 AM. Got to get some sleep!
Really? “The Turner Diaries”? That’s what people “should read”? Take your racist neo-nazi bullshit and shove it.
And no, you won’t “hear” (read) the people who will fight back, you’ll just hear the gunshots.
Get your head out of your ass, I never said anyone “should read” anything.
Someone mentioned Turner Diaries so I looked it up and posted a chapter. I made no comment one way or the other. You seem to be one of those people quick with the nazi trigger.
Sirk, I am trying to be aware. I’m trying to read all I can so that I can make others aware. But it’s so hard to really know what’s happening. I’m a citizen of Ireland and of the European Union. I live in the United States, but of course I’m ok with whatever we need to do, we just need to know- in time.
Dear LP:
Here is an Irish guy. He gets it. He is not afraid.
https://www.bitchute.com/channel/hybM74uIHJKf/
Mike Austin, I watched the first 3:49mns and expect for many they will benefit from watching the entire hour+/-.
Here I offer two supplements of perhaps greater merit (subjective) and requiring less time. As opposed to crying with Jenny, let’s cry for the lessons we (and preceding generations) failed to learn and pass on.
Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Theory of Stupidity:
https://youtu.be/ww47bR86wSc
Reference to the text of the letter which is the subject of the above 5mn video is in the notes thereto, and here for ease: https://southsidemessenger.com/bonhoeffer-on-stupidity-entire-quote/
And, Carlos M. Cipolla, The Basic Laws of Human Stupidity:
https://harmful.cat-v.org/people/basic-laws-of-human-stupidity/
Thank you both the video on Bonhoeffer and the essay by Cipolla. They answered some questions that have been floating about my mind for some time. I might print up “The Five Basic Laws of Human Stupidity” and tape them on the fridge.
Go home. Be safe. Your presence is not helpful to America’s future. You are too nice, obedient, wanting to be liked, … The Irish never fought invaders, only among themselves. …
Fine Sisu, What do you prescribe for my children and grandchildren to do then, for their future?
What can we do?
Your ultimate purpose is to “perpetuate life”. You might plan for/around your progeny. But realize we are all “G-d’s children” and thus your progeny may not survive; your efforts and death may/will likely benefit others you will never know. … Prepare yourself to commit violence; but pray you might be the “peacemaker”. Study what “meek” in the Bible actually means (hint: it is not “passive”, subservient, fawning, obsequious). … Muster some “righteous indignation”. Read the Declaration of Independence and Constitution and first Ten Amendments.
Yes.. But be careful about buying Very Nasty Books on Amazon or other e-commerce sites. You may get an unscheduled visit from a drone at a later date.
Too many on the Dissident Right don’t fully grasp just what Big Data and AI and automated systems imply. Your tech titans got there by thinking ‘unthinkable’ (it is to laugh) thoughts and ‘why nots?’. There’s a universe of potentialities in ‘Why not?’ And not all of them are ones we get to live to enjoy.
The Irish Civil War does have some lessons. Beevor’s book on the Spanish Civil War is also highly recommended: The bit you want to read is the early chapters leading up to Day Zero of the Kickoff. Where you were located and who you were aligned with on that day determined whether or not you lived or died. Many people were very unlucky. The later pitched battle stuff less relevant.
In my small rural state we have a resistance group. It’s pretty big and growing bigger every day. I worry about our membership. We’re not really anonymous. MaineStandsUp.org
sadly, there is no private life.
“Imagine a boot
stamping on a human face
forever.”
I’ve several boots with those soles; Timberlands, but Allan Edmonds has some also. Last forever, but need to clear material from tread before walking in doors. Frankly, a 6-inch boot provides great support, even though I cannot get my feet as high as in the past the weight is going to assist me to hurt any opponent (also good exercise). I also note others observe the boots and react different than when I’m wearing sneakers or dress shoes (perhaps it’s just my perception).
So, my question is if you test positive why don’t they also quarantine the people who tested you?
If the police show up to take you away because you have covid or have been exposed to covid why aren’t all of those policemen quarantined too?
Sadly Australia didn’t have a 2nd amendment (Canada either). Something stupid happened that involved guns and the citizens were cowed into agreeing to give up their guns. Now they have Germany in the 30’s. What’s next??? My advice to Americans when the left tries to take our guns too is to only give them up once you have emptied them.
I just did a once around the internet to see where Covid Detention facilities might be going up. Eatonville, WA, and Centralia area, WA. British Columbia and Ontario. Cambodia (smirk), Germany (seriously??). You can say its for the unvaxxed but it is actually, according to the Aussie woman in the vids, for those deemed to be “exposed,” and (drumroll, please) those who lie to the CDC. Vaxed, unvaxed, immune, sick, fuck all of you!
As Bob Dylan recently said, “anyway they want you, that’s the way you’ll be”.
Magical thinking has gone berserk. All of that mental energy the Covidphiliacs have put into the culture is now manifesting as “go straight to hell, citizens”. Non-compliant, are we? Boot up your ass!
Remember when it was just the stolen election and the Trump hate in the media? God, those were good days, huh? I miss them.
Be advised. The Covidians will pay for what they do next. They will pay with interest. That’s not a threat, it is a reading of history. Fuck around and see what happens is history’s greatest axiom. I’m only an historian.
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Eatonville? I find that surprising, in spite of the story about the high school’s covid tracking it’s a very red town. Also a very small town, so if something like that was going up hopefully people would notice. On the other hand, it’s also pretty remote and heavily forested, so maybe it would be easy to hide something like that. I’ll have to ask if they’ve noticed anything there.
It was frequent on Twitter last night, but now being said to be in “Nisqually,” which isn’t a town. The fence and signage are very convincing, but the location is not. The vid I saw had a guy narrating it and claiming Eatonville. Today, just the very damning sign.
https://twitter.com/KissBull/status/1443405165617373188?s=20
WTF do I know?
https://twitter.com/SybilLudington1/status/1442546584961503233?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw%7Ctwcamp%5Etweetembed%7Ctwterm%5E1442546584961503233%7Ctwgr%5E%7Ctwcon%5Es1_c10&ref_url=https%3A%2F%2Fgreatawakening.win%2Fp%2F13zNAspIbl%2Fan-actual-covid19-quarantine-cam%2Fc%2F
And, No One, No Group Is Tearing the “gate” Down. … In the image it is as if a “Monty Python” skit. A “gate, with a sign” anyone with a sense of humor could walk around. … I assume the point of the video is the stupidity of the “video-taper” … Alt-News Reporter: “I’m doing all I can by taking this ‘Picture’ and ‘Commenting'”.
For decades, because of my affinity for another, in a major metro area (center of world focus), I was regularly exposed to “tabloid” reporters, photographers, helicopter pilots / reporters, producers, … that “system/cult” of “voyeurs”.
The USA is far too much a “cult of voyeurs”. … I guess even processing whole / large cuts of domesticated preprocessed supermarket staples, let alone harvested wild game and fish, has prepared some to witness the coming slaughter.
I expect the first few times I watch the “sheeple” get led to “quarantine” (eradication) it will bother me; perhaps this is part of the lead up to the desensitization process for the survivors.
Likely will be easier than reacting to the danger of the first time “stupid authoritarians” insist I do as they say.
Those who are older need to lead by example: three for me, but I’d hope for a more favorable ratio. And, if I must go first, then hopefully my presence will motivate others and they will credit me in part with their success.
It never occurred to me, in my shock of seeing the video, to destroy the sign while it is there unattended. I hope that, were I there IRL, I’d have done so.
There’s gong to have to be some thoughtful actions going forward. It won’t be about the Covids very soon. It’ll be about the Arma litez
Tucker Carlson delivered an 11 minute analogy of the insanity of Australia, Canada and the US in lockdown and escalation. Worth watching. https://video.foxnews.com/v/6284768003001#sp=show-clips
Why do they need to swab perfectly healthy people, anyway.
Here’s a clue. If you live where there’s a Covid Camp nearby, DO NOT get tested.
After Covid’s all over, what might these camps be for?? Commie detention facilities – if they don’t feel you are valuable to the Sate, off you go. Somehow, via magical thinking, they feel that after they foist a commie revolution on us, that they won’t experience the counter-revolution (commie on commie revolution). They figure they will skip straight to the camps phase.
For my part, I’m having none of it. They can just plain kiss my ass.
With you, Casey; not however gonna let ’em get close enough to kiss my ass.
For now, I find it hard to imagine that Gulags might be formed in other than those blue states with the most COVID deranged politicians and voters.
Factors in the U.S. that argue against a system of nationwide internment camps include:
This list is off the top, and not meant to be exhaustive. In any case, this country is slowly being reordered into “Free” states where personal liberty, responsibility, and security with reasonable protections still exist; and, “Slave” states where “Everything in the State, nothing outside the State, nothing against the State” is the unofficial motto. Perhaps time to review that exit plan.
P.S., most all the same points are applicable whether the subject is testing, infection, or vaccination status.
Infamous last words: No worries mate, it can’t happen here.
“Infamous last words: No worries mate, it can’t happen here.”
Certainly such an nightmarish outcome is possible, as it does not break the laws of physics. But is it likely? Is it even probable? How many oceans of blood will it take for the “elites” to lock up 100,000,000 human beings all of whom own guns? Have our rulers calculated the risk to them that such a thing would entail? On the contrary. Biden and his degenerate acolytes do not live in reality. In their fantasy world the rulers issue diktats and the ruled scramble to obey. In the real world the rulers issue diktats and the people tell them to fuck off.
Meh. Attention whore. She should have just obeyed.
At some point ya gotta choose
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/34738-and-how-we-burned-in-the-camps-later-thinking-what
Drive a rifle or ride a boxcar
Needed Immediately: a meme on “How to Pack for CovidCamp”.
Substitute the word “camp” for “prison” then look up the word “keester”.
It’s your brand new suitcase.
For reference, re-see the Dustin Hoffman, Steve McQueen flik: Papillon.
We need a Frenchman.
No, seriously.
This guy right here: Eric Zemmour. Check Rod Dreher’s article, and the translation of Zemmour’s speech.
https://www.theamericanconservative.com/dreher/eric-zemmour-superstar/
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