Sweat Bees
When I was a kid growing up in rural Virginia there were a lot of annoying things a city slicker like me had to deal with. Several of these were sharp rocks and gravel. I was obliged to go barefoot, as that was the way country boys navigated the summer months. My feet did not have years of built up callouses, and as my friends and I would venture down to the creek to fish with bamboo poles in hand we ran into a lot of gravel, sharp rocks, and thistle plants—that was pretty annoying. One other displeasure I was particularly agitated by were sweat bees, or so we called them (apparently there are dozens of insects referred to colloquially as “sweat bees”). These looked like tiny black bees and were attracted to the salt that sweat contains. They would land on a sweaty arm, and as they lapped up the salt they would often bite. I researched sweat bees for this article (I didn’t want to get facts jumbled up with childhood apocrypha). None of the insects pictured looked much like the bee I remember. At some point in my childhood I was told they were not bees at all, but rather small flies. Whatever they were, they were annoying. Apparently, they CAN sting, but also bite as they suck up a person’s secretions. And again, who cares, whatever it was they did it was painful, and annoying.
We would bat them away, often rather frantically, but I must say they did not get all that much in the way. I don’t remember ever changing plans because of them, like we might have if we had happened upon a hornet’s nest. We would just slap, or even ignore them if we were engaged in any sort of other activity that required our complete attention, like catching a fish.
I have been reading today quite a few Substack articles about how we are winning the war. Little lawsuits here and there, mandates being released here and there, schools backing down on demands that all children be vaccinated before returning to school this fall. And it also seems that every other article I read is one saying just about the opposite: universities insisting that all returning students be vaccinated, theatre venues still requiring the jab for entrance, masks, masks, masks everywhere. I have friends telling me that soon it will all be over, and that more and more puppet masters are dropping to their knees and being defeated by the millions of new recruits into the throngs of the awakened, yelling, “I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore!!”
Cool. But, as any of you who have read even one article of mine knows—wishful thinking my friends.
Sweat bees. That’s all these little accomplishments are, sweat bees, not hornets.
Now, I am sure if I had been attacked by a million sweat bees, all sucking the juices out of my body with me writhing on the ground blanketed with thistle plants, covered from head to toe in biting and stinging little black bees, I would succumb. Naturally. So, I am not saying that these little wins won’t one day accumulate into one big win. Of course, it is possible.
What of the recent seemingly home runs that have occurred in the US? What of Science Czar Fauci announcing his retirement from public service (what will science do?). What of Walensky’s CDC proclamation admitting to serious mistakes handling the pandemic? Can’t I pop just a little cork with a little sip of bubbly to celebrate the situation? Well, ok, just a little taste. I still would be reticent to say that shrew efforts have led to either of these events, but maybe they did. And shrews regardless should be congratulated. Even all the little sweat bee bites have undoubtedly had effect in reaching our goals. The two mentioned events above have to be carefully assessed through before calling them sustaining and crippling victories. That is for another article. However, if Fauci, or others, are charged and prosecuted, I’ll be taking a big swig on that celebratory bottle.
That being said, I still believe we are in a holding pattern right now, the “agenda” has not really made its next move…and it will have to be big enough to squash all these little annoyances cropping up. The minions very well may be making too much noise, and they probably will have to be quelled to avoid the mass of sweat bees these few may grow into. So, “something’s comin’, something big.”
OR, and this is probably just as plausible, getting rid of these irritant minions (us) and their efforts are like brushing flies away at a picnic (or brushing sweat bees away while fishing). The hope, from the agenda, is that the bees won’t accumulate enough to be of concern. Maybe they will bite here and there but not cause much commotion. The agenda will march on for a few more years. It will give the fighting fish (us) some slack to avoid the line from breaking. “Calm down little useless eaters, your death time will come, just relax, relax, go back to your useless lives…”
OR, and this is much less likely. Maybe we are indeed having success in bleeding out the hydra with a few heads cut off, and we are on the path to winning this lock stock and barrel. If so, we will have to start seeing some big names prosecuted, convicted and punished. Not just one or two fall guys…but many, continuously…Fauci, Walensky, Tedros even Biden and Trudeau.
I say this is unlikely for obvious reasons—can you even imagine such a thing? I just don’t believe there is a big enough blow for this to happen. The masses still do not correlate what could be 12 million unnecessary deaths to the vaccine, they don’t even recognize the 30,000 deaths reported by VAERS. If they ever did, they would never believe these people had succumbed to the vaccine but would more likely believe they died from climate change, long Covid, or some other nonsense. Unfortunately, I do believe this all rests on the masses and the waking up of the masses. Yes, many, many more people are figuring this out, but is it fast enough? I am not certain it is. I still have many clients who come into the office that will say, if and when the topic comes up, conspiracy theorists (us) are bringing down the country. “People have to start thinking critically,” they say, “they have to start seeing the truth,” they continue, “they have to start understanding that this vaccine is safe and effective and stop this anti-vaccine crap.”
Wow.
I’m telling the truth, I hear this many times a week. Not many people who I see are “coming over.” I have a lot of clients already over here, but I have to say I have never talked to anyone who was a hard-core sheep and is now questioning this insanity. There are a few who will not take another shot, so that is good, but none who have come over as full-fledged shrews. None.
I’m afraid until that happens, the powers that be will just swat the little sweat bees away and not think a second thought about it. We need hornets, and lots of them.
This steady rain of sudden deaths among otherwise healthy people is not likely to wake up the masses.
It is a trauma.
Trauma causes the brain's logic and reasoning centers to turn off. Therefore, daily headlines of sudden deaths will have the opposite effect of what you and I have been hoping. Rather than causing the entire world to look around and say, "What the hell is happening to us?" headlines of young healthy people dropping dead are more likely to desensitize the populous to sudden deaths.
These headlines will serve as a propaganda tool to further enslave the masses by instilling terror and robbing people of their ability to question and reason. Instead of standing up, the sheep will succumb to a belief system that tells them that they too could drop dead at any moment, or worse, their healthy children could drop dead. (And for many of them, this is the case.)
That kind of terror will make them clamber for the next toxic intervention which "could protect them" from a deadly walrus, and the next one, and the next one...
The evidence of the genocide and enslavement is like a flooding river that divides those who will go to war for their sovereignty and those who have never even considered personal sovereignty. Soon we will be on opposite shores and there will be no hope of ever crossing this river again.
Gosh, love the sweat bee analogy. It is funny I went to the beach and it was like everything was perfect…fun talking to people, no masks…it felt all so nice and ordinary. Then I was back home and hearing about college kids having to be vaccinated to go to their schools this fall, Shakespeare in the Park in NYC requiring vaccine proof to attend, a friend being required to be vaccinated by December of this year in order to keep her job. And yet, there I was at the beach thinking all was well. Yep, we do need hornets.