Notes from the Front Line

Covid Lockdown, Day 29 (I have been chalking up the days on my living room wall because I no longer trust calendars.). Dear Diary, Dear Friends: I would have hoped by now that this would all be over. I know for a fact that had Jeremy Corbyn (peace be upon him) – who is STILL my Prime Minister– had been in charge, this whole affair would have been sorted in a matter of days from the first knowledge of the virus. Yesterday’s Sunday Times article, which is a brilliant exposé of the government’s genocidal policy, could have been written by me, so closely did it mirror my thoughts and confirm all my suspicions. Surely the end is over for Boris the butcher now?

Also, the PPE crisis: Much has been made of the fact that a lot of the clinicians (the new title for nurses) appearing in social media and phoning in to talk radio stations are Labour supporters. Well, of course they are because only Labour cares. if MY Prime Minister had been in charge this wouldn’t have been an issue. As for the PPE made by Burberry and Barbour, it is clear that this is only going to be for Tory doctors, the rest being consigned/condemned to wear the pre-infected tat from sweatshops in Singapore.

Jeremy (pbuh) would have negotiated with his friends in the CCP and persuaded them not to send the virus our way and by this act of simple international cooperation and basic human kindness we would have been saved. The virus would then have been quietly de-fused and stored away in the laboratory fridge it came from. And he would have done all this without fanfare; as we know from his many former acts of international diplomacy he does this out of the goodness of his heart and as far away from press attention as possible, saint that he is.

Here in Britain the police state lockdown continues as neighbour spies on neighbour and the Stasi kick down people’s doors to drag pensioners off to the gulags for daring to collect prescriptions… for their parents. I haven’t seen any evidence of it here, yet, but I have it on good authority that gangs of thugs are roaming the streets and beating up anybody who looks like they might not have voted for Johnson’s government. We, the enlightened, need to look out for each other because we might not all get out alive. With the BBC clearly supporting this new-age Kristallnacht we have to be vigilant.

In the United States it is even worse, I hear. Satan – by which everybody knows I mean Donald Trump – has deployed the national guard and has already imprisoned most of the Democrat Senators. Machine gun posts have been built along the Mexican border and all state lines have been closed. This might not be what you hear in the mainstream media, but I know. Over thirty million people have already been disappeared for expressing the wrong opinion. Ask yourself, have you seen ANY broadcast news from the USA lately? No, you haven’t; I certainly haven’t, so it is unlikely that you have. And there is the proof.

People's Liberation Army uniform

But it turns out it is bigger than even I imagined. Through the network of contacts I have cultivated on Twitter, I can reveal that this is all really a cover for a globalist plot to rid the world of globalist plots. While the press are obsessed with bringing down the government there is no room for covering the great crusades of our age. These include climate action, gender diversity, the great race wars, open borders, defeating capitalism… all that great work gone and all for what? Freedom? Pah! You don’t deserve freedom!

Diary of a Survivor

Covid Lockdown, Day 25. Dear Diary, Dear Friends: I had hoped never to write these words but the enemy is now at the gates. During my time in lockdown I have become, like many of my faithful comrade followers, an expert epidemiologist and investigator. I am afraid to say I scoffed at the early warnings but having diligently researched the subject I now understand that 2 plus 2 equals 5G. Yes friends, it all makes sense now; I am not a ready believer in conspiracy theories, such as the idea that the Tory lockdown is to help the NHS cope – such bullshit – but the evidence trail is clear now.

You see – and there are videos to prove this if you look hard enough – the microwaves from this deadly network are set at the exact wavelength to interrupt the transfer of oxygen from the lungs to the bloodstream and the frequency just happens to interfere with the regular heart rhythm. Coincidence? I don’t think so. There is also incontrovertible video evidence of birds falling from the sky and rodents and even small dogs dropping dead in the vicinity of anybody using a mobile phone. You don’t believe me? Try making a call while your cat is between you and the nearest cell mast. See? You daren’t risk it, dare you?

Simultaneously, the Bill Gates Foundation, which directly funds the New World Order has managed to secretly develop the technology to shrink a spy down to a size at which he can be injected into your bloodstream, where he can travel to your brain and directly monitor, possibly even control, your thoughts. This will be achieved via the Gates Universal Vaccinen (GUV - short for guvernment, see?) which will be administered eventually to every person on earth.

Ah, you say, but under what authority will Bill get you to accept the vaccination? Here is where the World Health Organisation enters the scene. They purposefully said in January that the Covid-19 disease could not be spread by human contact, even though they funded the Wuhan lab to develop such a strain of virus. And who do you think funds the WHO? Think Microsoft and you won’t be far wrong. Ask yourself, do you know any Apple users with the virus? No. So there’s the proof.

How are these things linked? Well, the virus itself is pretty harmless, but – and here is the real result of my detailed investigation – 5G radiation activates the specially adapted Wuhan element. It is the catalyst which turns a cold into a killer. The lockdown is to prevent the spread of the virus? Pah. You already have the virus and all it is waiting for is for the cell phone network to be completed. Think about it; how much easier is it to erect those masts while the roads are clear and there is nobody around to ask why!

From my window I can see that what I always took to be an odd-looking tree is really a deadly 5G virus spreader. They were there, yesterday, tweaking, testing, or some such. And despite their high viz jackets and their BT Openreach van it was clear what they really were. Now I am not a racist but one of them had a distinctly oriental look about him, and I am enlightened enough to know what that means.

The principle of Occam’s Razor says the simpler explanation is the more likely, but that is clear bullshit and I am not fooled. “Stay home. Protect the NHS. Save lives”? Too simple!  Fortunately, I am made of sterner stuff and not gullible at all and it is obvious to all who will open their eyes that a secret lab in China, funded by an international cabal of illuminati, under the control of a Machiavellian billionaire has, without hitherto raising suspicion, developed a population killing virus activated by mobile phones. Under our very noses! I will update you once I know more. Stay safe.

Lockdown Diary

Covid Lockdown, Day 23: Dear Diary, I have been keeping up my spirits by engaging in the fight for freedom and truth and social justice. This I do by retweeting all the evidence I have found online for the government’s criminal mishandling of the crisis. By evidence I mean the opinions of all the people I have yet to block on social media and by criminal mishandling I mean they are not MY government. Jeremy would have closed down the economy long before this shower got round to it.

I am on furlough thus receiving only 80% of my salary as a diversity and inclusion officer for a healthcare trust and I can tell you, £48,000 goes nowhere these days. Those on universal credit and pensions are still receiving their full entitlement, so this is blatant discrimination against me, a key worker at this time of national crisis. I applaud the ‘You clap for me now’ video but fighting against fascism is a full-time job and it is hard to realign social norms when working from home.

I can feel my revolutionary soul stirring with every day we are literally imprisoned by the system, in our own homes. So Boris, where is all the PPE? Yes, we’ve heard all of the lies from your Tory plants in our NHS, claiming they have plenty but one of my social media followers is a hard-working Labour activist on the front line at reception in a rural hospital and she is prepared to phone James O’Brien on LBC to claim they are down to only a week’s supply. So don’t try telling me the government is handling it.

As for the fake infection of the PM how come he was hospitalised only ten days after first symptoms and then recovered after only three in intensive care? That – I have it on the authority of Twitter – is impossible. So something smells fishy and I support Marcus Thingummy’s FOI request. And as for your recuperation, Johnson, you are rubbing the nose of the electorate in it by sitting out the war in your sunny garden in Chequers. You are literally Hitler and we will come for you when this is over.

Talking of fake, the amount of bullshit out there is ridiculous and the sycophantic fawning of the Tory BBC – The Ministry of Truth – over the government’s appalling handling of the crisis is sickening. When I want real news, untainted by right-wing bias I go to the only reliable source left, Novara Media. They are the only outlet I trust because they tell the truth without any of that partisan propaganda. All the other mainstream channels try to manipulate our thoughts and deeds, which must be resisted at all costs. I repeat, Boris Johnson is literally Hitler. 

And now I must leave, dear diary, for the sun is out and we have an anarchists' socially distanced meeting in the local park, although I expect the state’s stormtroopers will be there to break it up. Then, tonight I shall be clapping for the glory of the NHS, as required. Tomorrow is clapping for migrant workers, flying in to rescue our crops. The weekend is given over to clapping for BAME, as natural law now rightly insists. Monday is reserved for key-worker worship, which only gives us two nights to clap for social justice and bringing down the government. Power to the People!