Well, here we are, enjoying/enduring another rolling scare event. And since it’s tied in with other scary data, it’s hard not to connect these dots: highest inflation rate in 40 years; continuing supply chain disruptions; Russian fertilizer not making it to farmers’ corn, soy and wheat — used to feed animals for human consumption; evil Bill Gates buying up farmland; scary bird flu, in how many states now? — set to drive up prices of chicken and eggs; on and on, it does seem as if this particular rolling scare event probably does have legs. Indeed, three sources that I tend to pay attention to, Tucker Carlson, gateway pundit, and Health Ranger Mike Adams, all seem to think so, too.
Yet as we have learned to recognize, especially during the covid era, “data” can be skewed to fit just about any agenda. Everything depends on context: how large, how fine-grained. Yesterday I did an (admittedly desultory) internet search for the total number of U.S, food processing and distribution centers, but quickly gave up.
In other words, like most of us who haven’t been done in by whatever fear porn is being pushed now, I DO at least know I need to engage my critical thinking skills, and so I DID wonder if what might otherwise be the latest depop psy-op does really have legs. Then this morning, while scrolling through Brian Cates posts on Telegram, I happened to come across exactly what I was looking for. True?
BTW: Even if it isn’t true — and frankly, I relish the thought of some of the “food processing” places going down: who really needs potato chips? — this issue is being used to further drive the human population in fearful compliance with the deep state drive to lock in global technocracy.
What is the antidote to fear? LOVE. Love of all of creation, beginning with your self first, and then spreading to all with whom you have contact.
What is the antidote to centralized, top-down power? Bottom up power. First, full on self-expression, then intense cooperation with others to grow and distribute local food, locally. Real food. Preferably non-GMO, not “processed,” as organic as possible. Urban Detroit leads the way here in the U.S., due to loss of auto manufacturing, and not just to Japan and China.
People helping people . . . now that the Covid saga has eviscerated the presumed integrity of the medical system, here’s the kind of long (713 replies), deeply informative twitter thread that all of us still alive, despite allopathic, cut and drug ministrations, can appreciate.
Can't believe I'm writing this. Just been told my wife's brain cancer is terminal…
No words.
— JWT (@jwt_jack) April 22, 2022
This is so beautiful what this small farm is doing in Detroit. Go Michigan. I am just starting to investigate a town about a half hour out of the city. There are many homes that each have garden areas. They rent for about 250 to 300 a month. My gardener friend is going to have a look.
It *may* be a psy-op, and it *may* be a little overblown, but I would not want to bet on that and stick my head back into the sand. “They” know full well that exercising complete control over the availability of the people’s food supply will give them the critical leverage they need to eventually take our “self-protection devices” away from us, and they will take full advantage of that when/if they manage to get things to the point where we cannot feed our families – either by destruction of the means of production/distribution, or simply by pricing the majority of us out of the supermarket with hyperinflation (well on the way there).
So while it’s not time to panic quite yet, it IS way past time to rip up the lawn (HOA be damned) and turn your yard into a garden. Rabbit poop makes great fertilizer that doesn’t have to be aged like chicken & cow poop. Rabbits are also a good protein source, they’re quiet & won’t disturb your neighbors at sunrise, can easily be hidden from casual view in a shed, and they can be fed largely on grass/hay (and kudzu, which is also free).
For those who did make the non-optimal decision to live in an HOA that objects to front-yard gardens and back yard livestock, perhaps it is time for groups the like-minded residents who want to have those things to start paying some unofficial visit to each HOA Board member and impressing upon them the severe likelihood that they will become the first “guest of honor” at upcoming “long pig” BBQ dinners if there’s no front-yard garden produce or back-yard rabbits/chickens for HOA residents to eat because of the restrictive covenants….
We’ve thought about rabbits, but they would draw rats. This entire neighborhood has trouble with rats. Maybe we should just eat rats? Just joking. Or am I? Anyway, I agree with you on all this and the warrior part of me would love to live in a fancy neighborhood where I could defy its HOA. Somebody’s got to do this, get the ball rolling.
Hi Ann
Why do you say rabbits would draw rats? I have a number of rabbits in my back yard and have no problems with rats. Handful of field mice and voles, but that’s normal. House their cages/hutches up off the ground, with an intermediate level of sloped ‘pellet catchers” halfway, and collecting the poop for the garden is largely effortless and does not pile up on the ground, if that’s why you’re thinking it would draw rats. I highly recommend giving some rabbits a try.
I am looking to find some cuy next. The “livestock” variety is larger and less pet-like than our common guinea pigs, but I’m not having much luck finding any breeding stock so far. May have to settle for regular ‘piggies. They taste just a good, but are not as large or as hardy.
We had a pet rabbit once, and pretty soon we had a rat. Cause or correlation not established. In any event, rats abound in this Green Acres Neighborhood, which abuts a restaurant, and that’s what pest control folks say probably got them going. I WILL look into some way to get rabbits here as a food source (I can see just the place where they would go.) BUT: It all depends on if we could figure out a design for their cages impervious to rats so that they would grow discouraged.
Also, since we have chickens, we already have rats . . . Grrr . . .