This is the protest you will never see here. I never saw it on the news or heard about it:
I’m beginning to suspect YouTube is getting a very bad rap. It has a wealth of information. Check these videos out. They are most inspiring.
When I first started covering this issue, I had no idea how strongly it would impact me.
A few weeks ago—maybe three, a young couple, looking for an apartment, was in the leasing office of our little community. They had a cute, 3-year-old with them.
I asked the little boy his name, and his father answered.
“I didn’t ask you,” I said. “I asked him.” (I know—pushy, pushy.)
Dad said, “He’s non-verbal.”
I knew immediately and asked, “Vaccine injured?”
He is, and the family was moving here to Massachusetts to escape California. Dad and I discussed IEPs. I knew all about IEPs and the shenanigans engaged in by Special Ed Departments. I didn’t quite understand my emotional reaction until I walked back to my place.
When my eldest was two-years-old,
I was standing in my kitchen from whence I had a complete view of the living-room area. He was a gorgeous baby: golden curls and amber eyes. But as I watched him, I knew something was seriously wrong. Two-years-old and bouncing off the walls. He was angry, aggressive, and extremely destructive. I said to myself; I’m in deep shit. (I mean–he was two!)
I have always, always blamed myself for the way he was. Navigating Special Ed for almost all of his school life was intolerable. I knew they blamed me for the way he acted. But I was driven to get Paul what he needed and never gave up. I shouldered the blame. It was my greatest reason for switching from an engineering degree to psychology.
Both my sons were injured by vaccines; although, my youngest far less than my eldest. I told my youngest to cut his brother some slack—he was injured.
He said, “Is that why he’s the way he is?”
“Yes,” I said.
These kids never really recover if you rely on conventional medicine, and mine didn’t. Paul is 44 now and was successful enough to become a pipe fitter. His reckless abandon in everything he does–blew out his knees at forty.
I would never have known if I hadn’t explored this topic. I’m grateful for the info that’s now out there. But I still wonder if I will ever be able to forgive myself. I am, after all, the one who okayed the vaccinations.
The people of Italy won.
But there is more–the people of Poland had a huge protest against mandatory vaccinations:
It gets worse.
Here is a report by a preeminent research group on the proposed vaccination in Italy. The article says they found no antigens for the diseases from which they are supposed to protect people:
Argentina has imposed restrictions of many kinds in acquiring identity documents.
Read these. It will open your eyes. Once our freedom is gone, how will we get it back?
Copyright 2018 Joyce Bowen