A Contrarian View of the Virus Hoax

Guest Post by Hardscrabble Farmer

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I am neither a doctor nor a scientist and nothing I write should be taken as medical advice.

Good, now that we’ve dispensed with the obvious, let me share my perspective on the collective insanity I have witnessed over the course of the last two years.

I do not know what a virus is, although I have my own thoughts on it, but I reject completely the explanations that have been offered by the scientific establishment. The only facts I have to rely on are those of personal experiences over the course of my lifetime, so these too are merely anecdotal, but still they fit nicely in the scientific model which begins with observation.

A virus is- if nothing else- a variable and imprecise form of pathogen. Its effects are notorious for being wildly erratic. If you were to shoot a hundred people with a small caliber weapon, there would be a hundred different wounds, but every single victim would suffer the effects of the projectile. It has- in short- an efficacy rate of 100%. Viruses on the other hand do not seem to affect people in a uniform fashion. We are told that viruses are airborne bits of pathogen- not unlike a lead projectile- yet when they make contact with the victim, some are affected while others are not.

This should call into question the premise of what a virus is- a physical body that makes contact from the outside, for example, or a byproduct of a naturally occurring process within our body, like pus. Throughout history, at least the last several hundred years, it has been known that these viruses affect the sick, elderly and the very young at a far larger proportion than the healthy and the fit in the peak years of life. There have been exceptions, of course, but that is assuming that every effort was made to determine the actual vigor and internal health of those people who appeared to be fit.

It also excludes the treatments utilized by the medical establishment to remedy the symptoms of that illness. At different times in human history, those who served as physicians have administered all kinds of lethal treatments in the course of trying to save their patients; bloodletting, poisoning with heavy metals, etc. One can dismiss these earlier forms of medicine as outdated, but at the time they appeared as cutting-edge methods supported by the entire weight of the medical establishment. To assume that everything we do today is flawless and perfect is an egregious error in judgement. Our knowledge is not some finite resource, but an ever-expanding collection of data that is only as effective as the judgement of those using it.

To say that the mistakes and falsehoods from medical and scientific authorities since this alleged virus reach our shores in early 2019 are incalculable is an understatement. 2 weeks to flatten the curve, tens of millions dead, masks don’t work/masks work/masks required/masks not required, etc. We’ve been promised that the vaccine would return us to normal, told that the vaccine would end the pandemic, then that it was really just to mitigate symptoms, then that it was only something that worked for short periods of time.

I don’t want to rehash the entirety of this slapdash approach to handling a problem that we spend trillions of dollars and decades preparing for only to look as if we could never see it coming because anyone reading this could think of far more than I could list. It is simply a synopsis to remind one another that the people who claim to be experts are nothing of the sort, and if they are, their expertise is sorely lacking.

I suggested the kinds of solutions I would have employed had the decision been mine, but much like the solutions I have for the alleged climate crisis, they would be dismissed because all of them radically alter our current paradigm and would change the globalist structure of our societies utterly and completely. The elimination of air travel, the closure of urban centers and the dispersion of the population to rural areas. The end of the industrial food complex, the radical limitation of the pharmaceutical monopolies, the promotion of food production at the family level, the need for physical fitness throughout life, not in gyms, but in outdoor labor.

The end of immigration and migration for any purpose and the restriction of industry to a fraction of its current state. If viruses actually travel in human hosts as the establishment suggests, then the only rational choice to protect populations from an outbreak would be isolation from hosts travelling to foreign lands without first quarantining them for a lengthy period at their own expense.

I could go on, but you get the picture. Modern post-industrial globalism would die on the vine and our access to foreign goods would be severely curtailed. Thus, decisions were made to maintain these petri dishes at the expense of the public health because in the final analysis, International economics and the consolidation of power centers are far more valuable than human life on any scale.

My own belief has developed over these past two years by a diligent and unrelenting inquisition into the causes of these symptoms- for that’s all we really have to look at. Brightly colored CGI images of spiked corona viruses do not count as evidence, nor do the assurances of governments that lie the same way the Sun rises and sets. Trust has been completely eroded to such a point that my initial assumption when I hear anything from official source is that it must be a lie. I haven’t been affected by the virus, nor by any other strain of the flu, no colds, no sickness of any kind since I changed my lifestyle over a decade ago.

As many of you have read over the years, I deal with far more pathogens in a given day than the next hundred people randomly picked from the population. I live amongst flocks of poultry and sheep, herds of swine and cattle, enormous windrows of composting manure, daily pickups of refuse from restaurants and grocery stores. I do not wear gloves or masks unless I am going to be exposed to dust or sparks and while I take personal hygiene seriously, the number of times I have eaten food with dirty hands or been cut or scratched by some filthy object are uncountable and yet I have not fallen ill, despite my advanced years.

If I were to guess at the source of the current health crisis it would be the poor health of a malnourished, obese, overly-medicated, under-exercised population that spends the bulk of their day either sedentary or indoors. It would be the establishment that clings desperately to their illusory power based on lies upon lies heaped into mountains of fabricated gibberish that has led to a global enslavement. It is the loss of personal autonomy, the near permanent anxiety that instead of being examined is medicated into a stupor with alcohol, SSRI’s and media distractions. It is the broken family structures, the alienated communities filled with aliens and hostiles, each grasping for their small share of an ever-diminishing pie.

It is the result of a commitment to the status quo, the ceaseless acquisitiveness, the exploitation of the young and the desperate, the illusory nature of celebrity and updated apps at the expense of long held traditions and values. My own thought is that viruses- if they exist at all- are merely the body’s own waste, an attempt to cleanse itself of the built-up poisons of chemical dependency, pent up rage and frustrations, the concentrated pathogen of a nihilistic existence, cut off from not only the Creator, but creation itself.

Whatever these hideous and psychopathic authorities promote; I eschew.

The palliative cures of a thoroughly corrupted medical establishment, the slapdash chemical compounds promoted by billionaires, the endless stream of nonsensical panaceas trotted out by obstreperous psychopaths from their podiums and zoom meetings are no more effective than an armload of leeches or a tumbler filled with mercury administered to a dying patient.

I don’t know, nor do I care if this was manufactured in a laboratory in Wuhan, or just a hijacking of the annual flu bug for efficacy, but I do know a liar when I see one, like I can discern the difference between an ash and a maple. I choose to live as I do because I trust my conscience far more than I do some puffed up mandarin sitting in a well-appointed office on the Potomac and I choose to place my confidence in something far more powerful than all the governments of the world combined.

I do know that whatever damage has been wrought by some virus- allegedly- pales in comparison to the wreckage left in the wake of its supposed treatment; the broken friendships, the lonely deaths in isolation, the shuttered churches, the masked children being raised in an atmosphere of perpetual fear, the strained familial relationships and a permanently ruined economy that will never recover. The people behind these catastrophic failures of leadership and the abdication of any morality beyond what is expedient and profitable has divided the population in a way that nothing short of open warfare could have.

These people are not gods, they are not even experts, they are nothing more than cleverly concealed sociopaths bent on the destruction of everything they have no part of and could never hope to experience in their empty, hollow lives. That we have allowed them to accomplish this speaks more to our failure than to their success, but then end has yet to be determined.

There may be a virus, but it pales before the threat of our own species, hell bent on driving us all to a destination of their own choosing.

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