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Michael J. Burry, M.D.

 

FAUCI, WORLDS GREATEST CRIMINAL

It was tough to remain a pureblood and clot-shot free.

So thankful I did.

Jim Jones: I got 900 people to drink poisoned kool-aid.

Anthony Fauci: Hold my beer

Fauci looked at a painting of Dr. Mengele and said, "I got this."

Tagged out on my first buck of the year!

He must have been going full tilt, his horns were high above my hood! 

There was no time to hit the brakes, it was at impact I first saw him! 

Big and heavy, good rack.

We scoured the adjoining hay field twice and turned up nothing.   No vultures either as this 106 degree heat would have bloated him quick.

The County Roads Department needs to reexamine their policy on cutting road side ditches.

Deer know where all the good forage is and it's in the ditches. 

Hopefully, like a good neighbor, State Farm is there.

Pheasant Hunters know long tails when they see them.......

 

Harry Fisher. More truth than Government/Big Pharma wants released

An Open Letter to Dr. Erica Schwartz, CDC director nominee:

Ma’am, I watched your testimony the other day. I watched you laugh when the “safe and effective” line came up.

As a paramedic with decades on the job, I don’t deal in BS theater. I deal with reality on the ambulance cot every shift.

These last few years have been a straight up nightmare. I’m seeing sudden cardiac events, strokes, aggressive cancers in younger patients, record numbers of sepsis, unusual seizures and more aortic dissections than ever before… these aggressive patterns I didn’t see prior to the COVID shots, at this scale. Just before writing this I ran another stroke call. I see the common threads across hundreds of calls since the mandates rolled out.

When you laughed, it wasn’t abstract. It wasn’t funny haha… It was a slap that landed on the face of every patient we’ve coded, every grandparent we’ve transported, every young person now facing life and death health struggles they shouldn’t.

Frontline medics like me are connecting the obvious dots while too many in charge seem bound and determined not to. We’ve become a nation hesitant to ask the hard questions if it threatens the pharmaceutical narrative.

You may think the script holds. But the evidence is walking into every ER in America. It’s being cared for in the back of each ambulance. The “emergency” isn’t funny, and it’s not going away.

A tsunami is coming. Laughter won’t stop it.

Sincerely disgusted,

Harry Fisher
Paramedic

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Rosebud Community Chapel, Rosebud, Montana

From its origins as a railroad siding established by the Northern Pacific in 1882, Rosebud grew into a bustling homesteading community. The town boasted 300 residents when Fred and Mary Mefford arrived from the Midwest in 1896, bringing with them a strong religious faith and a commitment to community building. A devout Episcopalian, Mary founded a sewing circle, which evolved into an active church guild, and taught Sunday school. Fred arranged for the Miles City minister to travel regularly to Rosebud to hold services in the schoolhouse. In 1906 they decided to build a church. Fred donated the land and hired local builder Alfred Drescher to supervise construction. He also wrote off a $300 debt owed to his hardware store in exchange for cottonwood logs, which farmer Billy Merrill cut from his land and hauled to the church site. The resultant square-notched log church, named St. Philip’s Episcopal, features decorative shingles in the south gable end; a square, hip-roofed bell tower; and Gothic arched windows with stained glass imported from Bavaria. Nearly everyone in town (Episcopalians and non-Episcopalians alike) helped with construction in some way. Store owner Rod McCrae, who also served Rosebud as postmaster, justice of the peace, and first schoolteacher, donated the church bell, which came upriver by steamboat. Proceeds from a St. Patrick’s Day dance provided money to purchase the church’s first organ. In 1968, the Episcopal diocese sold the building; today, the church operates as the Rosebud Community Chapel.