Note: This is my second obsessive post on Damar Hamlin.
Pardon my cynicism, but was this picture photoshopped? People, props, comms set up, and then image of Damar plunked onto the bed? Look closely; his body appears to be floating.
Oh, but wait!
He’s got to be alive. He’s coming back! And he’s full of love!
Is Damar dead? I think so. So does Clif High. Because if they really did CPR on him for nine minutes in the field, then either he wouldn’t have survived it, or he would be seriously impaired mentally. (Unless, miracle? Prayers returned him to life?)
Meanwhile, I checked his gofundme again today, and as of three days ago, it had grown to over eight million dollars! Is this money really going for kids’ toys? Or is it being doled out to keep those who know what’s going on, and who should know better, quiet?
Meanwhile, the archontic hijacking of our empathy, compassion, “prayers,” belief in miracles, generosity, inspired action, goes on . . .
That’s on the outside. What the world sees. Inside . . .
Even satire has collapsed, died suddenly.
Oh, wait a minute. Maybe my new certainty has also collapsed!
This (astute?) video makes sense of the entire drama on the field involving all the players in an entirely other way. In this video, Damar’s collision, fall, and “injury,” are all scripted, on prime time tel-LIE-vision, in order to flush anti-vaxxers to the surface. Naturally, they would/will/do assume it’s the vax, and that he actually died.
And then, when he comes back, making a “remarkable” recovery, the anti-vax narrative itself collapses?
Yep. When in doubt, just trot out a new narrative, to confuse and demoralize — the anti-vaxxers! Like me?
Hmmmm . . .
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