The Outlaw governors of some Confederate and near-confederate states refuse to recognize reality. They’ve turned the worst pandemic in the lives of anyone now living into a political game and the grand prize is death. And it’s not a pretty death, not one where relatives surround your bed as you drift gracefully and peacefully into the Great Beyond.
Killer governors like DeSantis in Florida and Abbott in
Texas are trying to forbid people from protecting themselves against Covid and
encouraging the infected to pass it on to random strangers.
They don’t want you to mask up. They don’t want you to
vaccinate. They have poll watchers with bodycams at the vaccination sites
(the mall, the church, the clinic, but not your arm.)
They’re taking names. And these poll watchers aren’t
just on the lookout for fellow crazies who won’t mask and won’t
vaccinate. They’re practicing for the 2022 and 2024 elections. Paid
snoops with connections to government officials who want to destroy the
government and you.
What’s with these guys? Is it a death wish? Or is it a wider wish for the depopulation of America?
Has it occurred to these … um … people that the population they’re eliminating is the very population that elevates them to their high-falutin’ offices?
Is it possible that this space likes those victims and
potential victims more than they're liked by the people who have hypnotized
them into thinking in tongues?
It’s hard to believe they don’t see this.
It’s especially disconcerting when voiced by people who
believe the world was created five thousand or so years ago and that humans and
dinosaurs once shared space on earth.
God will provide, they say.
Well… hasn’t He? Has he not given you science to learn and
use? If God created the earth and all that, did he not create science
along with it? Does He not want you to save yourself and given you the
means to do it?
Let’s end with a most un-funny joke about a guy named
Billybob who lived in Louisiana. The hurricane starts with the usual wind
and water. Billybob’s street starts to flood. The floodwaters reach the
first floor. Billybob goes upstairs and prays while peering out the
window. A boat passes by. The boatman says “hey, Billybob, let me get you
out of here.” Billybob says no, God will provide.
Things get worse. Billybob climbs up on the roof. A helicopter hovers
above and throws him a rope. Same response.
Soon, the water covers the house and Billybob drowns.
When he meets God, he’s angry about why He didn’t provide. God says “I sent you
a boat and then a helicopter. You rejected them both. Third strike,
you’re out. Welcome to heaven.”
I’m Wes Richards. My opinions are my own but you’re welcome
to them. ®
Any Questions: wesrichards@gmail.com
© WR 2021
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