Before I sought some sleep over the latter evening yesterday, I noticed on Facebook that my late Aunt Nell née Halverson's husband Earl Primrose apparently had that day chosen as his final.
None of my extended maternal family took the initiative to directly notify my brother and I about his death ─ apparently everyone is so steeped in Facebook that it is the sole medium by which communication needs be engaged.
While I was up overnight, I E-mailed my older maternal half-sister Phyllis at 5:19 a.m. after noticing that she was up and forwarding mostly uninteresting 'forwards' she had herself received. I asked her if she knew aught about Earl.
She had not been informed of his death, either; but she at least knew that he had been in a hospital recently, "but haven't heard that he died. He had cancer for some time, Alzeimers, lots of meds...."
I never even knew he was sick.
I first came to know Earl when my Aunt Nell and her large extended family moved to Surrey around 1973. Until that time, all relatives on both of my parents' sides were basically unfamiliar to me, for my brother and I almost grew up in social isolation where relatives outside of our nuclear family were concerned.
And so Aunt Nell and extended family began to change that ─ my brother and I became intimately involved with them; and by extension we got quite familiar with two other sets of relatives who were then based in Calgary ─ the families of both a sister and a brother of Nell and my mother.
That's the backstory ─ I shall say nothing more on it.
I was up frustratingly long overnight after rising around 1:45 a.m. It was well past 6 a.m. by the time I had gotten back to bed.
Somewhat to my dismay, when next I checked the time, it was something like 9:58 a.m. ─ I usually join my brother around 10 a.m. to watch some videos and T.V. via our Android TV Box that only I operate.
I hustled up, and was to discover that he was not downstairs watching T.V. Was he still in his bedroom?
Not much later, I heard someone coming into the house ─ it was him. Apparently his girlfriend Bev had resumed working on a part-time basis after being off the job for quite a number of months, and he had driven her to work.
She used to normally walk, but reportedly she is uneasy and shy on confidence after being away for so long (I don't know if she was off by choice, or poor health ─ maybe the latter). But I guess my brother felt obliged to be there for her this morning to encourage her as best he could.
So what did my brother and I watch?
I selected the 2018 movie Fahrenheit 451.
When it was over, my brother voiced that he never much liked the original, either.
Yes, I have to agree that this version of the original literary work was weak. It was great for those who like flash, but the plot as it played out was too contrived. And the idea at the movie's conclusion that some bird like a starling ─ carrying a DNA package in which was somehow embedded all of the known literature of the world ─ was going to shed or infectiously transmit this now-genetic information to all of the other starlings in a murder that it had joined, and thereby start the process of doing the same thing to all the animals of the entire world ─ including us, I guess ─ was preposterous.
I never caught an explanation of how we are all supposed to access this encoded literary information ─ are are we all supposed to suddenly be able to remember absolutely every piece of literature that had been condensed into that special DNA package?
Absolutely ludicrous, and a waste of the viewers' time.
It was especially ridiculous in view of what is going on in the world today with these damned ineffective, dangerous, and wholly unnecessary experimental COVID-19 'vaccines' that governments and the pharmaceutical industry are trying to have mandated for the world's populations.
This movement has destroyed any faith that enormous numbers of us have ever had in true vaccines.
I have to say that the only highlight for me about the movie was supporting actress Sophia Boutella ─ I really like her! Although her name is unfamiliar to me, she did look familiar. And I now see through her acting credits that I have seen features before in which she has acted.
The movie's lead was actor Michael B. Jordan whose only role I can recall (without looking to see if I have actually watched him in anything else) was the extended storyline arc in the T.V. series Parenthood in which he ran a soup kitchen or some such where the teen character Haddie Braverman (played by Sarah Ramos) got impressed into helping out.
The two characters gradually fell into an 'ill-fated' romance in which she actually would lose her virginity to this young man who was a few years older than her and obviously into his independent adulthood whereas she was just a teen still in school.
I suppose it was all quite controversial.
Anyway, once the movie was over, I followed it with an episode of Mom (season seven's episode 15), and thereafter my brother sought some bed rest ere heading off for the afternoon ─ he'll likely end up doing some drinking where Bev is working.
I soon enough sought my own nap, rising to find that my brother had gone.
There will be no sunning today. The sky is thick with naught but cloud, and we had light rain throughout the morning hours ─ and times very steady. I imagine that the day will likely experience further needed moisture.
I have mentioned before my wife's efforts at promoting ─ through Facebook ─ Thailand's The iCon Group's products that she has become an agent for.
This is a sample post that she made this afternoon ─ be advised that it is all-Thai:
She has even been paying Facebook to advertise for her, even though as I pointed out, everything is in Thai and it's going to be useless if Facebook includes the ads in the timelines of people like you and I.
To my mind, she is throwing away that money.
And further speaking of Facebook, this afternoon I noticed a post from an English chap I know who has made Thailand his home:
Wow. This is something you wont read in MSM. More deaths from Delta variant if you are double jabbed than unvaccinated.
UK statistics:
Total delta cases for vaccinated double jabs - 47,008
Total deaths for vaccinated double jabs - 402
Total delta cases for unvaccinated - 151,054
Total deaths for unvaccinated - 253
He included a link to a source, but the link was invalid and led nowhere.
I decided to add this to the few responses he received:
No one wants to know, Gary, but the so-called ‘vaccine’ only tries to make human antibodies recognize the virus spike protein. The virus learns this feature, and mutates its spike protein so as to be unrecognizable by the spike protein-specific antibodies that are generated through that particular ‘vaccine’, and the host then has a new infection to spread around.
And so the need for endless booster shots, each of which targets yet a new virus’s spike protein. It’s a lucrative windfall for the pharmaceutical industry because it will be a forever goldmine.
Natural immunity from actually catching the virus results in the development of antibodies and T-cells that recognize ALL parts of the virus, so it does not matter if the virus mutates its spike protein ─ the virus would actually have to become some entirely new kind of creature with nothing recognizable in order to get past that kind of immunity.
And so we now have far, far more people who have been ‘vaccinated’ becoming sick with variants that the ‘vaccines’ are actually responsible for because the ‘vaccines’ are ineffective at eradicating the virus.
“Cases” are not infections. They are PCR lies that are used to dramatically build up the numbers and keep the public scared. If someone is sick with a virus, he or she knows it ─ no ridiculously inaccurate test is required to reveal it.
Unless you are a hypochondriac, have you ever before needed to be tested to find out if you are sick with a flu or even a cold virus? Of course not ─ you know darned well when you’re sick!
But who listens? All I can do is hope that someone might.
Anyway, it's going to be 6 p.m. before I get this post published, and I am declining after having a larger first-meal-of-the-day than I wanted, but I felt obliged to try and eat up as much as I could of my wife's leftover dishes before she is home later today.
As a result of that decline, I would like to lie down for a bit and rest my eyes before I take in some T.V. and maybe have a beer.
So with that explained, I will here tender a goodbye.
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