"Ain't no money in the cure, the money's in the medicine. That's how a drug dealer makes money - on the comeback." -Chris Rock
Sometimes there are things in life that come along and totally change who you are as a person. One minute, you're a happy-go-lucky young adult, blindly navigating through life with no real sense of direction. It's fun. Care-free. Dare I say exhilarating. You're lucky to be alive, and the world you live in is colored in rosy shades of mystical wonder.
Then suddenly, without warning, you find yourself in a situation so unexpected that it's like you just drove into a brick wall with a Ferrari. Dad's gonna be pissed. Suddenly, life as you know it is gone. Your eyes have opened. You're wide awake. You quickly understand much of what's wrong in this world. And sometimes, you get so affected by your change that you are left with no option but to put up your dukes and fight it.
It was this very situation that eventually led me to Atlanta, Georgia this past week; site of the third CDCtruth rally at the Centers for Disease Control. My unexpected life change was vaccine injury to my daughter, and a subsequent flurry of research into the topic in general, rapidly morphing me into an almost unrecognizable force of vaccine knowledge, and a hardened veteran of social media comment threads. I went from a care-free twenty-something to a mature, protective father pretty quickly. I didn't take well to strangers telling me I was a liar. I didn't like it when those strangers attacked me for speaking out about it. I really disliked being called every name in the book, simply for telling my story and sharing what I'd learned in the process. So I bit back. Hard.
I became obsessed with this topic, spending every spare moment I could devoted to battling the haters, educating the public, and respectfully discussing it in person with many people that I knew. I accrued a vast database of my own information, including peer reviewed studies, doctoral testimonies, injury stories, statistics, talking points, and money trails(some of which can be found here), cementing the truth for myself and making it virtually impossible for anyone to dispute it in any way other than bashing me; so bash me they did, in the meantime exposing themselves to thousands of open minded observers.
"He once verbally wrestled a doctor into respectful submission. He won a 36 hour debate with Dorit Reiss(In fairness, her computer may have broken down). He once received the TAVS pink c*** of shame(He's still mighty proud of that one). A practicing family doctor once admitted that he knew more about vaccines than most doctors do. Orac of Science Blogs twice honored him with ad hominem attacks so vicious that his mom would have probably fainted. Total strangers have wished death upon him and his children.
He is.. the most interesting anti-vaxxer in the world."
He must be doing something right...
Three years ago, I probably couldn't have even told you where the CDC was located. The government agency held no importance in my life, nor did I lie awake in bed trying to think of ways to expose them as the frauds and liars that they are. That was then; this is now.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. All in good time. Might want to fire up the microwave with some movie theater butter style; this'll take a minute.
Most of you reading this are probably quite familiar with CDC senior scientist turned whistleblower, William Thompson. You're also likely aware of the controversy-rife documentary Vaxxed and its basic premise, if you haven't already seen it yourself. If you aren't, you can scroll back on my blog feed and find out much more about it than I will include in this piece. Or, in the interest of being objective, you can simply google it for thousands of search results at your fingertips.
It was in fact the documentary Vaxxed that stirred within me such a deep rage at the CDC that I instantly decided I was done just sitting behind a computer trying to raise awareness to anyone who bothered to read it, but that I would become more actively involved in the war of the century; the war for the ownership of our bodies, and the bodies of our children. Again, I'm going to assume that you are somewhat familiar with with the ingredients of vaccines, the risks they pose, and the corrupt nature of those trying to enforce mandates, so I'll spare you here. If not, you really need to get out from under your rock and start doing some open minded research. It is high time for everyone to realize that the international narrative that we've all been spoon fed by our TV's for the last several decades is a falsehood.
1. Vaccines aren't safe; they never were. Even if you turn out "fine" when you get your "tetanus shot"(surprise, there's diphtheria and pertussis in there too!), you are at the very least gambling with your life each time you step up to the needle. Don't believe me? Ask these folks. Keep in mind they were once of the same mindset.
2. Vaccines aren't even that effective. Don't believe me? Go get your blood titers checked and let me know what you're still immune to as an adult. Shoot, get your kids checked and see what they're still immune to five years later. You will never see me calling vaccination "immunization", because the two are not synonyms.
I'm convinced, in reality, that vaccines are the single worst medical creation in history, and that since their introduction to the general public they have only grown more dangerous.
*Cue vaccine-pipeline-schedule-expanding music.
That's why when I found out that hundreds of other parents of vaccine injured children were getting together in Atlanta protesting the CDC and its blatant lies in regards to the whistleblower story, I knew I had to go. There was no choice for me. I'm a part of this, and always will be; period.
Yes, I was excited to meet many of the people I'd grown to respect immensely in this fight over the past few years.
Yes, I wanted to meet the Vaxxed team and other leaders that were there.
Yes, I wanted to see the phenomenon that is nearly 4K(and quickly growing) vaccine-injured names covering the Vaxxed bus. Many of those names have video stories behind them that you can view for yourself here. Kleenex up.
All of those things happened in Atlanta, but that's not really why I went. I went because I've reached a point in my life that I've realized that change can only happen if you try to make it happen. It's great scrolling your iPhone, sharing posts and stories. It's good to talk to people you know about what you've seen and experienced. It's even awesome to have a twitter storm and trend internationally.
But will it change the world? Well, yes and no.
One thing I know with absolute certainty about this vaccine truth movement is that it is growing at an incredibly fast pace. Three years ago, most people were scared to even publicly question the vaccine paradigm, for fear of getting brutally shamed by people calling you a liar. It didn't matter if you'd witnessed vaccine injury in your child with your own two eyes; that didn't seem stop anyone from taking a proverbial baseball bat to your comment threads. Believe me, I know. I was there.
Now, it's almost trendy to second guess what the government tells us; probably because they've been caught lying about so many things that trust in IT is at an all time low. But more than that, "anti-vaxxers" are coming out of the woodwork. There are suddenly millions of us; thousands who are extremely vocal and immensely knowledgable, and we've (allegedly) crashed the internet. The broken illusion that vaccine injury is rare has come front and center, with more and more people coming forward with their stories. It's becoming painfully obvious that we can't trust medical professionals to know anything about vaccines or their effects. The theory that vaccine injury is one-in-a-million has gone the way of the magenta unicorns and rainbow leprechauns; the names on the Vaxxed bus alone when calculated with the national population prove that. The VAERS database and Vaccine Court stats don't lie, either. Social media has played a massive role in awakening the public from its marketing-induced slumber, no doubt. But nothing is actually accomplished without showing up in person and fighting injustice on your on your own two feet. Whether it's fighting proposed legislation, writing to your congressman, or showing up in numbers at the gates of one of the most corrupt government agencies in the world, a hands on approach is invaluable to this awakening.
That's why I went. I desire to change the future.
I invite you to join us.
Friday, October 14, 2016 - CDC Rally for Truth and Transparency
My alarm clock went off way earlier than normal, and on any other day I'd have groaned out loud and possibly uttered a choice phrase or two at the thought of waking at this dreadful hour. But this morning was different. I'd not been able to get to sleep until almost 0200 anyway, and even then it was a restless sleep in which I'd felt awake the whole time. No matter. I hopped up and headed straight for the Keurig. Two cups of java and an energy shot later, I was boarding a flight to Atlanta to stand united with whoever else would show up. I simply needed to be there in person and take it all in. By the time my flight touched down in Atlanta, it was already 8am and the rally had started an hour ago. When at last I'd finally navigated through the gigantic airport and signed the rental car papers, it was already past 9.
I'm not really a rally type of guy. I don't speak into bullhorns. I don't usually yell at strangers. I don't make signs for anything other than garage sales. I don't usually don themed T-shirts. I'm not a huge fan of walking around in circles. But make no mistake, this was no ordinary rally. When I finally pulled up, it had already been underway for close to three hours, and it was showing no signs of slowing down upon my arrival. Dozens of members of the Nation of Islam were marching the main intersection at CDC Drive behind Minister Tony Muhammad, who by the way, is an absolute warrior for this cause. It quickly became clear that he was setting the entire tone for the rally with an insatiable energy; the likes of which were not matched during the entire duration of the day. Bull horn in hand, he repeatedly led chants of "CDC - TELL THE TRUTH!", "What do we want?! JUSTICE!! When do we want it?! NOW!!!", and "Subpoena William Thompson!", among numerous others.
I've heard many different opinions on the nation of Islam in general. Some good, some not.. so good. I'm here to tell you that these people, no matter what you think or believe, are great people. They were on fire for the truth all weekend, and were the backbone of the rally in many ways. I spoke to several of them, and they were all very well mannered and uber focused. Not one thing did I hear that was over the top or disrespectful. They are good people, and they're pissed off at the CDC for lying to them. Just my type of folks. I quickly started giving the respectful nod-and-smile to any that passed, and they were returned.
The most awe-inspiring aspect of the AV movement, in my opinion, is the fact that there are people from every walk of life involved, all unified for one cause. Vaccine injury knows no demographic barriers; you'll find Christians, Muslims, Buddhists, atheists, people of every skin color, age, and persuasion. It is a beautiful thing when passionate people put aside their differences and just support each other, and I believe it is one of the key aspects of this whole thing.
When I first arrived, the whole setting was surreal. I've been a very vocal part of this movement for three years now, and have "met" hundreds of people online; most with similar stories. I've followed the Vaxxed team pretty closely since the documentary's introduction to the public, and I'd instantly become a huge fan of producer Del Bigtree. He has a brilliant way with communication, and I'm drawn to his personality. As I walked down the east hill west toward the rally, the Vaxxed bus came into view, along with the whole scene; about 200 people I estimated at the time, and still growing. Right in front of me I saw Dr. Brian Hooker, the PhD who William Thompson confessed this whole thing to. Standing next to him talking to several other protestors was Polly Tommey, co-producer of the doc, and Del was near them, along with his wife and kids. I made a beeline for them, knowing that the first person I wanted to speak with was Bigtree.
By the way, the name he was bequeathed is pretty apropos. I'm no small man, but Del is truly a commanding figure. As we shook hands, I was struck by his aura of sheer willpower and motivation. Here was a guy that was serious as hell about what he was doing and why he was here. I'd thought I'd picked that up in his videos, but it was a whole different ballgame in person. I got in a quick introduction with him, and even posed for a pic before moving on.
Barely yet feeling the weight of my computer bag, AKA man purse, I continued to soak in the scene. After my initial impression of the strong showing of the NOI, I started recognizing various faces out of the growing crowd, and met several of my comrades-in-arms that I'd long been wanting to meet; Natalie Renee Steffen, fellow writer and vaccine-induced autism mom. Erin Crawford, Gardasil victim. Alicia Marie, right hand 'man'/fellow admin warrior in my international Facebook group The Vaccine Gamble. Fellow activists Robert Riske, Greg Wyatt, Irene Pi, Laura Anderson, Amanda Witte, Felicia Stanford, Leslie Duncan, Virstyne Henry, and many, many more. Meeting Marcella Piper-Terry(if you honestly don't know who she is, just... really, look her up.) was bittersweet; her in her wheelchair(she's currently suffering from horrible lead poisoning), me in my borrowed rally sign that read: "Vaccines aren't rare. They're just rarely reported." We'd had many interactions online and by phone before, but we hadn't yet met in person.
Yeah, we hugged it out. There was no other good way to finally meet in person.
At its peak, the around 300 people were protesting, but there were at least 400 throughout the course of the day; a pretty good turnout that had some very positive effects. We were set up right at the main entrance to the CDC, where all the employees must drive in and out. Many of them stared straight ahead, choosing to ignore us. Many shook their heads and even laughed. One guy flipped off the mother of a severely injured child when she asked if he knew that she'd been offered $1.8 Million to keep quiet about the vaccine injury. I'm glad I wasn't on that corner when that went down.
However, despite the predictable troll-like activity of some of the CDC employees, there were dozens of them that rolled their windows down, took informational handouts, gave us thumbs up signs, and even engaged in civil discussion. The members of the police force of around 8 units that were dispatched to help with traffic control and keep everyone safe were very friendly and interactive with us all day; one even told us that if he didn't have to work, he'd be standing there with us. I shook hands with several of the officers that morning and thanked them for being there. They were all incredibly respectful.
Then there were the thousands upon thousands of civilians that drove through the big intersection over the course of the day. All took notice. Many honked in support. A few jeered. Hundreds stopped to get pamphlets that were being handed out. It was encouraging to see so much more love, open-mindedness, and support than hate and vitriol, and it really validated my belief that many people are starting to see the truth and starting to question the paradigm. Of all the people I talked with during my stay, a good many did not even know about the CDC whistleblower. This was IN Atlanta! It really goes to show the level of media bias and blackout that has stunted the truth about vaccines for far too long. To my knowledge, there was only one person all day that actually approached the group and engaged in debate; he claimed to be a CDC employee, and was arguing about the legitimacy of the herd immunity theory(which most of us know is an absolute farce). Last I saw, he was getting logically destroyed by Forrest Maready; probably one of the last people he should have taken up his beef with. More on Forrest in Part 2.
Overall, it was a great day for a truth rally at the gates of one of the most corrupt government agencies in the world. The sun shone bright, the temperature was a perfect eighty degrees, and the infectious attitudes of those there, and the virtual support of thousands of people watching the live streams and periscopes from home, were a powerful thing to experience.
In Part 2 of this blog, I will highlight the events of the #CDCtruth educational summit, which was an incredibly informational and amazing event that I will never forget.
As always and until the end,