Open letter to the to Rachel Schaer, the BBC’s Disinformation Officer
Thanks, Rachel, for your review of the film “Died Suddenly“. May I congratulate you on the speed of this hit job. I note you are employed as a dis / mis information officer at the BBC. I am aware that the BBC is the centre of The Trusted News Initiative set up in the middle of 2019 just in time to control the Covid-19 mainstream media narrative.
This is the work you are continuing. You and others have sought to conceal the murder and maiming of an enormous numbers of people around the world.
I have watched the film and found much of its evidence and narrative compelling. There may have been errors and I look forward to people pointing them out. In the meantime, I urge people to make up their own minds after watching.
The purpose of your review was, obviously, to dissuade people from watching it. Such criminality is not what we need at present. We need curiosity, understanding and action. Amnesty can wait and I fear there will be little for people like you.
Below I take the key elements of your article which will stand as an exemplar of mainstream media deceit and the pathologising of journalism. Your review of the film is puerile at best. I will leave it to others to offer a less objective perspective:
Be careful of offering advice because someone might take it. This is something these 12 experts referred to below might have considered before they decided the Pfizer, AstraZeneca and Moderna offerings were safe, effective and needed.
I will first introduce you to the authors through links to their articles and comments and then discuss each of their 10 key lessons. All contributors appear to be strongly behind the official Covid-19 response.
My comments are those of an ignorant observer. I can’t claim clinical qualifications or special insights but I have watched as only one side of a story has been told. I have also listened to some of the smartest people in the world who have made me suspect that something is wrong. That suspicion prompts me to write now.
I am not sure many in this group are the right people to be offering further advice. They live in a world where masks, lockdowns and distancing are effective, PCR tests are perfectly accurate, the injections work beautifully and adverse events are rare, if they happen at all.
The authors have been carny barkers for Big Pharma bioweapons? Shot one, failed then shot two but they continued to call: “Step right up”. Sadly, many people have.
Last Saturday, my friends in the Blue Mountains held a protest at Echo Point in support of Julian Assange. Indigenous Elder Aunty Carol Cooper welcomed us to this sacred women’s space. The plan from there was for self-nominated speakers to mount an empty chair next to three locals wearing masks representing Edward Snowden, Julian Assange and Chelsea Manning. Each speaker took a couple of minutes to make their case. United in purpose, all was going splendidly until Snowden leapt from his chair to assail a newly arrived protester.
The new arrival was distributing little Australian flags to hesitant members of the crowd. People accepted them with the alacrity of someone handed an undefused bomb. Brave Snowden snatched those he could wrestle free from the flag-bearer and demanded an end to this insult.
The flag-bearer replied: “This is the Australian flag”. Threats followed back and forth with each promising to flatten the other. Thus our efforts to free Julian were delayed until the flag-bearer retreated and Snowden remounted his chair.
I live in a small town 100 kilometres west of Sydney. It is part of the ancient Blue Mountains and is one of Australia’s major tourist regions. It is also favoured by many artists, musicians and writers drawn to the beauty of the region and, until recently, cheaper housing.
For 25 years, my town, Katoomba, was home to one of the country’s largest community festivals. Held on the weekend nearest the winter solstice, it was a time when we took over our town and the bureaucrats at the Blue Mountains City Council lived in fear of what we might do. Our shops became art galleries and the whole town became a performance space. Attendance grew from a few thousand in 1994 to 40-50,000 in later years.
“I trust the science”. This statement has killed more conversations than the mobile phone. Yet, we have been enchanted by a story more magical than scientific.
On 22nd February 2021, we were offered the first of a range of miraculous products to combat the Sars-Cov-2 virus (hereon known as Spike). These shamanic offerings carried strange names and no limits to what they could do.
They were all safe and effective so there was no need to test them. “Nothing up my sleeve”, was good enough for our statutory bodies.
We had to take these mercurial elixirs to save the lives of everyone we knew. Each of us channelled Jesus as the saviour of humanity.
Our sacrifice didn’t end there. We had to offer up our reason to be boxed and stored for magic to be free and do its work. We’d retrieve it later, in more rational times. For now it must be locked up and stored on a high shelf. Its place would be taken by credulity and viral sprites.
A rapidly shifting official rhetoric urged us on to a first life-saving injection which presaged a second and then a third and ……
Unencumbered by reason, we straddled each new, contradictory demand of the changing narrative.
Let he who is without sin cast the first stone or anyone who thinks the unvaxxed have it coming.
What should we do with the unvaccinated is a question occupying the fevered brains of many of our now free, vaccinated citizens. We have a duty to do as members of a society and the unvaxxed won’t do it.
Vaccination is not only a passport to the things we once did without asking permission like travel, shop, go to the movies, visit friends and family; it also invites the injected to employ their new and superior powers of judgement.
This is of more than passing interest to me. I am unvaccinated.
What follows is from a New South Wales perspective but broadly reflects the experience of Australians across the country.
Every morning Sydney hosts its 11am Covid-19 ritual. New South Wales Premier Gladys solemnly records the newly infected, newly hospitalised, ICU entrants and the dead. Our chief health officer, Kerry Chant, performs a short liturgy: “Test…Isolate”. These announcements are then reannounced in various formulations over the next half hour interspersed with urgent calls for us to vaccinate. The media then asks the same questions it did yesterday using today’s numbers. This allows for further reannouncements and even more urgent calls for us to be vaccinated. We are also reminded that this is the only way out of lockdown. Other Australian states go through a similar daily process.
As an unvaccinated person, the liturgy is of particular interest to me. In my uninfected state my main concern is to avoid Delta. If it is as dangerous as we’re told, it will come looking for me. It will then be time to action the “Test……Isolate” strategy. Let’s say I find myself in an exposure zone or one comes here, I’ll need a PCR test. If the PCR test works and I remain uninfected then I get on with my useless life.
Yet, if the test works and I become both an infected and infector, it will be time to implement part 2 of Kerry’s “Test……Isolate” plan. Go straight to my meticulously designed isolation chamber with the ensuite and stay there awaiting further instructions. This is easy if you’re living by yourself especially if you’re a doomsday prepper. The rest of us will be relying on family or housemates to keep us fed and in contact with the rest of the world.
So you’re in the isolation chamber having completed your “Test….Isolate” civic duty. Covid-19, from hereon known as Spike, is happy because no-one has interfered with his plan to raise a family and move to your lungs. This is where Kerry’s plan seems to be short an action or two. It was this concern that prompted me to go looking for the rest of Covid-19 survival manual.
“Agnotology – the study of culturally induced ignorance or doubt”
What happened to the surplus? Remember that? It was sooooo important it trumped everything else. As a country, we had to be careful not to spend too much on education, health, public transport, employment, social housing or we would run out of money. It was something we were always reaching for but never attained.
We had the need for all those important services. We even had the resources. But sadly didn’t have the money. Which is strange because creation of money is an easy thing for a Federal government to do as the Covid-19 crisis has shown. Our media stars like Leigh Sales were never stuck for a question when they could ask: “Where will the money come from?” This passed for cutting edge journalism. No-one betrayed the secret.
Here are a few clips that bear heavily on the debate we are not having with regard to Covid-19:
Rebel News is doing some great work. Their record of the Sydney and Melbourne rallies vary starkly from the official dismissive response to them. Here Avi Yemini presents Neil Oliver’s powerful challenge to “Leave the children alone”. I am with him on this. The strange madness that has underpinned this vaccine emergency has now gone too far. Do they really want to test these vaccines on newborns and two year olds. Yes, they do. Also see the Mottram / Blakely discussion below: