Answer: The FDA; Another Crooked Federal Agency

The question: How do you approve a "vaccine" without proper long term testing?

I had no doubt this was gonna happen outside the realm of the normal processes of vaccine approval.

Not just no, but now FUCK NO!!

Not now... not ever.

Your move.

Q: How Can Someone Be SO WRONG ALL THE TIME?

The inspiration for this post came to me as I was winding my cuckoo clock this morning.

A: It takes effort. And Gropey Joe the Sniffer in Chief is just that stupid. As a U.S. Senator from 1973 to 2009. Veep from 2009 to 2017. And now God help us, (p)Resident*. His record is 100% fucked up, yet the uninformed voters of Delaware kept putting him in office, then he rode the Kenyan's coattails into the adminstration. Now he occupies the highest office in the land by way of a questionably fraudulent "election."

A stopped clock is right twice a day. That is unless someone keeps moving the hands ahead every 11 hours  and 59 minutes, and Gropey Joe puts that much effort into fucking things up because he can't help being that wrong.

Some Random Musings

Oh we are so safe now, because the idiot governor, "Jolly" Ned Lamont has banned motorcycles from I-95 due to the approaching  tropical storm. If you are a hardcore enough biker to be riding in this shit, then you are obviously more than capable of handling it, and you are not a pussy like me.

Here in Kommiecticut, the biggest danger we face is not the weather, it is the on-going tyranny exerted by 40+ years of single party rule, under the guise of the Wu-Flu.

Oh, BTW... before you reporters go out to report on the storm on location, you might want to catch up on the original Star Trek series, and what the color of your jacket might mean. Just sayin'.

 

ATTENTION TALIBAN!

Sell me some U.S. small arms weapons and gear that was left behind by (p)Resident Gropey Joe. One of everything, please. Use the contact form on the right side of my blog. I will send you U.S. cash dollars in small bills upon delivery to me.

Do we gave a deal? 

Direct Hit From Hurricane Henri

Headed right for us in Kommiecticut. Time off and vacation plans for next week scrubbed. Prepping for the worst today. Making sure gutters and downspouts are clear, setting up my generator, topping off my truck fuel tank, making sure my chickens will be safe and dry, and grabbing some beer and wine at the packy.

It really sucks because I was so looking forward to the big family getaway, getting away from emergency services for a week, and seeing my FIL that I haven't seen in almost two years. Disappointed, sure. Angry? Nah, that was the old Glypto of 30 years ago. Getting mad at something I have zero control over is a waste of effort.