Crisis Famine Coming?

Despite intending to be up this morning at 4:30 a.m. for my 5.625-mile round trip hike to do some grocery shopping, I sat up deep into the midnight hour watching T.V. with my younger brother via our Android TV Box, and enjoying two cans of the strong (8% alcohol) malt that I seek to keep myself supplied with.

I led off our evening with an episode of DC's Legends of Tomorrow, and then I tuned in The Fourth Square from the old Edgar Wallace Mysteries.  

That old black & white British whodunit was entertaining, as usual; and just as were each of the movie episodes preceding this one in the series, I tuned it in through a browser app targeting website RareFilms.xyz. Provided the link remains valid, you ought to access the nearly hour-long movie here.

Next up was an episode of Animal Kingdom ─ we have just begun watching season five. It may have been as much as two years since we last watched the series, and its intensity in this episode sure did not disappoint.

The final show we watched an episode of was Saxondale. I suspect that it was into the latter half of the midnight hour by the time I was to bed.

When my cellphone alarm sounded at 4:30 a.m., I was definitely lacking. Nevertheless, I got myself up, albeit unenthusiastically.

The hope was to be on my way ahead of 6 a.m. so that I would not have to hustle on that north Surrey walk to the nearest Real Canadian Superstore outlet (Google Map) just over 2¾ miles distant.

As usual, I failed to be on my way before 6 a.m., but at least I was under five minutes beyond that hour. It was already sunny, and fast heating up. And although I took the time to stop at an elementary school playground early into the trip to perform two sets of pull-ups (five and then two repetitions), I actually arrived at the Superstore in time to join a bit of a lineup awaiting the opening of the store's doors. 

Note that later in the morning I weighed myself while entirely naked and on an empty stomach, registering 187 pounds at most. But at a height of just under five feet and 11 inches, fully clothed as I was for those pull-ups, I weighed into the low 190s. I am 72 years old, so opening with a set of five complete pull-ups under those conditions is fairly commendable.

By the time I made it back home, my butt was dragging. The fingers of both hands were starting to tingle from the weight of my purchases ─ I expect there was some circulation strangulation, or else the nerves to my fingers were being compressed overlong.

And I was thirsty! After putting any perishables into the fridge, and then coming upstairs to dress down, I swallowed 15 big gulps of water from the bathroom sink. Then just a few minutes later, I needed to do it again.

This left me so overburdened with water that my beleaguered old frame needed to seek repose back in bed to allow the water to percolate to the various body cells that were in dire need of replenishment.

An aggravation to my thirst was that before coming into the house, I remained outside for well over 20 minutes while I watered garden plants in the front yard. It was so damned tempting to slake my thirst from the cold water exiting the garden hose, but I have learned through Dr. Joseph Mercola articles that plastic particles and various toxic compounds leach from such hoses and it is best to never drink water from them.

Anyway, I expect that I remained abed for approximately an hour, depleted from the hot morning and my exertion. 

My brother had risen and was already downstairs before I came into the house. He had both yesterday's Saturday morning edition of the Vancouver Sun (the carrier did not bother to deliver it yesterday) and this morning's Sunday edition of The Province to entertain himself with; and when I rose from my required lie-down, he was just about to turn on the T.V.

I joined him; and possibly nigh 10:15 a.m. when he invited me to put our Android TV Box back into action, I tuned in Odessa Orlewicz's video of yesterday: PROOF About The Immediate PLAN For Ukraine/Norway Tracking YOUR Food Intake. 

WEF puppets show THEIR plan for Ukraine (already??) how strange when the war is still ongoing , but they already know who will be running things? Tracking your every move is starting... Tons of unseen by many disturbing videos and articles all put together in this episode for you.

The video was 1¼ hours long (1:15:02), and I found Odessa to be especially entertaining ─ she seemed to be in a playful mood.

We finished off with a July 12 Children's Health Defence upload to Rumble of an hour's duration (1:00:49): ‘Good Morning CHD’ Episode 65: Crisis Famine With Dr. Mercola.

Food shortages continue to threaten families across the globe. In a time of crisis, the best things to do are get educated and get prepared. On this episode of “Good Morning CHD,” Dr. Joseph Mercola helps viewers do just that. He shares tips on diet, food-growing, storage and preparation and more. Do not miss this!

Dr. Mercola was interviewed by Polly Tommey and Sarah Kenoyer; Riley Vuyovich chimed in near the finish of the interview.

Much of Dr. Mercola's suggestions are impractical for most people, and will only work if there is only a food 'limitation' as opposed to a total famine-style deprivation. For instance, imagine the consequences of having some backyard chickens if everyone in your neighbourhood are literally starving! Not only would your chickens be taken, but you and your family might well be killed by the desperate people living all around you.

No, his ideas are mostly workable for people who are fortunate to be living in semi-isolation. The rest of us are sitting ducks just waiting for disaster to claim us.

By the way, I am quite certain that I know what the mystery substance is that he deemed to be essential to have a supply of, but which he would not identify for concern that its availability would be taken from us if it was realized that it is popular. This was brought up near the end of the video. 

My brother never even sought any bed rest ─ nor even the very end of that second video ─ before readying himself and then leaving for the day to begin his 'socializing'.

I had a very light meal and then a brief nap before tackling some afternoon sunning, which I think may have spanned from 2:39 - 3:44 p.m. My youngest stepson had left for work quite late in the morning, so only his older brother was home. And he finally rode off on his Harley-Davidson around 6:45 p.m., leaving me home alone.

I have the final 20 or so minutes of a movie to watch that I had to cancel out of last evening when my brother finally returned home ─ it was of a sort that I would not expect him to endure without directing censure at me, so anytime I anticipate this as being likely is when I will watch the movie on my own.  

Since I have nothing planned for the early a.m. tomorrow, I am willing to sit up late this evening once my brother does get home, and watch some T.V. with him via our Android TV Box which only I am able to operate.

I close this post with 13 minutes of Spain's effort at the Honda Celebration of Light that took place last evening at English Bay in Vancouver, B.C. My wife took the video and posted it to her Facebook account 'live'. Even though she was visiting someone's apartment located far from the event, it is obvious that the display must have been fabulous to have witnessed in person.

The Savages

Another scorchingly hot day here in Surrey, B.C. Nevertheless, I got in a little backyard sunning this afternoon. As I recall, it spanned from 1:34 - 2:44 p.m. And the reason that I got that early start ─ which even succeeded a bit of a nap ─ was because my younger brother cut short our morning video-watching, seeking some further bed rest before it was yet 11 a.m. In fact, he left for the day well ahead of the noon hour.  

After he had gotten home yesterday evening, I put our Android TV Box into play and we watched an episode The Flash.

I then took the risk of tuning in a 2007 'dark comedy' titled The Savages. My brother is extremely critical of my movie choices, so this was a fair risk. However, it proved to have sufficient interesting twists and good acting that I believe the movie squeaked in as being tolerable. 

Lead actress Laura Linney was very familiar to me, even though her name was not. Yet I could not recall anything at all in which I had seen her act before, despite believing that there had been at least one T.V. series in which she was a staple. 

I now see through Wikipedia some of where I know her from. But until finding those connections, all I could think was that she resembled Mariette Hartley who was of at least the previous generation to Laura's, for Mariette is nearly 25 years Laura's senior. 

I have now just learned that Laura's co-star Philip Seymour Hoffman (who played her brother) died in 2014 at the age of 46. He was vaguely familiar, but as with Laura, his name meant nothing to me.

The movie was very good, I would say. However, it would have been nice to have seen Laura's character become involved with a suitable love interest. She was just too good-looking to have been sexually involved with the older married character played by Peter Friedman. 

The movie finished early into the midnight hour, so I opted to try the premiere episode of Resident Alien ─ we now have that series on our current watch list.

I imagine that everyone in the household ─ certainly my wife, brother, and I ─ had difficulty sleeping overnight due to the heat. I have no idea how my two stepsons, both of whom are well into their 20s, are faring ─ nothing seems able to keep them from spending long hours in bed.

I began the morning shortly before 8 a.m., and ahead of my brother. After he rose and went downstairs, he announced that the Saturday morning edition of the Vancouver Sun that I subscribe to was not delivered.

This has happened at least twice before with our current carrier, and somehow he gets away with doubling up on the paper the following day when he delivers the Sunday morning edition of The Province that I also subscribe to. I can only wonder on his regularity with deliveries during the week for those subscribers who get either newspaper on a daily basis.

My wife normally does not work on Saturdays, but for some reason she got fairly dressed up and left here between 10:40 - 10:45 a.m. She later texted me in the early afternoon to confirm that she had made good on her earlier 'threat' to be withdrawing $1,000 of my monthly pension that I only received a few days ago.

Her promise was to try and repay it before the monthly mortgage comes due (usually on the 22nd).

The only video my brother and I were to watch this morning was a Liberty Coalition Canada July 16 upload to Rumble that was 10 minutes short of being two hours in duration (1:50:03): God's Good Design for Human Sexuality w/Dr. Robert Gagnon.

On this episode of Open Mike, Mike is joined by Bible scholar and theologian professor Dr. Robert Gagnon to discuss biblical sexuality and God's design for men and women.

Episode Resource: Dr. Gagnon's Website: http://www.robgagnon.net/

This was an excellent interview! However, my brother opted to seek his bed rest with maybe 20 minutes of the video remaining.

I would have given it a positive rating, but I do not have a Rumble account and have no intention of creating one just to make such a rating.

My evening, as usual, has begun to run away on me ─ but that is primarily because I took a break from this post to have a bath and shave.

I was considering watching a movie while I wait for my brother to show up later this evening, but I now do not think that I have time for one.

But we shall see.

Close to Home

This heat! 

Yet this afternoon I once again sunned, and from 3:14 - 4:24 p.m., if I am remembering correctly. Thereafter, I quaffed a considerable amount of water.

Sleep is so difficult. 

I got to bed last night around 10 p.m., or maybe a little later. My younger brother had bused away in the early afternoon to rendezvous with one or more of his drinking buddies at a pub, so he was still away when his 9:30 p.m. deadline arrived and passed.

I intended an overnight five-mile walk here in north Surrey, and such requires that I rise at 2:30 a.m.

I did watch some T.V. last evening, nonetheless. Of note was Magnum P.I. ─  the fourth season finale episode "Close to Home".   

I have grown to like the entire cast, but it was exquisite Perdita Weeks who caught me up from the start of the series and made me a fan. That lass has a 'killer bod'! And she's a looker, too. Her eyes have always reminded me of those of a young woman I was ruinously addicted to back in the late 1970s / early 1980s. 

Anyway, it was delightful to finally have her as Julia Higgins and the Thomas Magnun character at last succumb to the attractions they each have for the other. I know that I would have been toast back when I was a young man if I knew someone like Perdita who came out to me like she did to Magnum.

I had no idea until I began work on this post if there was to be another season of the series ─ Wikipedia assures that there will be two more seasons.

Okay, last night!

I got to bed before my working wife got home from the Thai restaurant where she had put in a long day. We have separate bedrooms, so neither of us is privy to the other in such matters.

When my 2:30 a.m. alarm sounded, I was eager enough to rise for my outing ─ that was a happy development. I had my concerns after bedtime that I might feel too drawn out for any activity like I was to be undertaking.

As too often is the case, my eldest stepson was apparently still up, and probably watching a movie on a laptop at the dining table. Nevertheless, I believe that I likely rose, dressed, and got away unnoticed by him. It was 2:44 a.m. when I checked the time on the street outside as I set off.

The centre of my rectangular route was approximately the 9800 block of 140th Street as indicated on this Google Map, for my route's boundaries were 96th and 100th Avenues on two sides, and 132nd and 148th Streets on the other two sides.    

It was darned warm out there.

Early into my walk, I stopped at an elementary school playground to perform four sets of pull-ups on the gymnastics-style rings featured there, and I chose to wear my very flexible CLC Subcontractor gloves that look something like these, and which have a very soft leather underside for the palm and fingers:

The reason I wore the gloves for the pull-ups was because as soon as I gripped the rings with my bare hands, the grip was immediately moist due to the ridiculous warmth of the night. The rings are encased in a hard plastic, so as soon as there is any dampness, the grip's security is affected adversely.

The almost suede-like leather of the gloves is so very supple that one might easily believe that the material was something else.

Taking a 30-count between sets, I managed to attain five repetitions in the first set, and then two each in the other three sets.

Note that I also performed an opening set of five repetitions early Sunday morning when I went out for a walk before doing some light grocery shopping. That was the first time I managed five repetitions in well over a year, for early this year I could not even do half of a pull-up.

I was hospitalized back in October with what was diagnosed as "COVID pneumonia", and I lost a great amount of muscle. I became so enfeebled that I could not even stand unassisted ─ walking was impossible.

Keep in mind that I am 72 years of age, and while naked and on an empty stomach weigh in the uppermost 180-pound range at a height of just under five feet and 11 inches. Dressed as I was this morning, I was easily weighing into the low 190-pound range, so five pull-ups on a set of rings is commendable, I would venture.

There was nothing otherwise especially noteworthy about the walk, and I was back outside the locked front door of home by 4:40 a.m. However, I did not come into the house for probably at least a half hour because I remained outside to water front yard garden plants.

I was likely back in bed for some further sleep by 6 a.m., and I remained there until nigh 8:30 a.m., I suppose. By then, my brother was already downstairs watching T.V.

When I joined him and he invited me to put our Android TV Box into play, I led us off with Odessa Orlewicz's video from yesterday: Damning Evidence /Report/Links About "Monkey Pox" (please considering share this link on your other social media platforms ).

The video was just over a half hour long (31:25), but Odessa's videos when she works alone and that revolve around her reading one or more articles are for me quite tedious. I cannot concentrate on what she reads, and I frankly zone right out. Little of what she reads out registers because she has no narration skills.

It would help if she knew how to do screen shots of her articles ─ or visually share the magnified or enhanced article as she reads it so that we can read along for ourselves, but she has no technical skill enabling her to do this. She can't even feature video clips because she does not know how to do so.

So I would never flog the video off as a 'share' to video platforms such as Facebook ─ not when I barely got a thing out of it. Her described graphs, and the figures and percentages she tried to enumerate, were utterly useless to me.

Yes, she did include the article link well beneath the video when she posted it, but people needed to see it for themselves and not have her spend a half hour trying to read out portions that she thought were of particular interest, or attempt to describe actual graphs.

So rather than suggest to you to watch her video, I would prefer to just direct you to the July 16 article itself at Expose-News.com: Official Documents suggest Monkeypox is a coverup for damage done to Immune System by COVID Vaccination resulting in Shingles, Autoimmune Blistering Disease & Herpes Infection. 

A far better video was produced by Christopher James (A Warrior Calls) and uploaded to Rumble yesterday that essentially conveys the same information much more authoritatively: Evils Foundation Shakin.

That video was over 1¼ hours long (1:19:48); but despite his 'Common Law' bombast, he included video clips from medical doctors and researchers who are openly concluding that there never was a SARS-CoV-2 virus. People are being deliberately sickened through other means, and the vaccines are solely to profit Big Pharma while deliberately destroying the immune systems of as many human beings as possible for depopulation purposes.

Christopher James followed up that video with this short (11:10) one today: Christopher James Claim to the World. He encapsulates his message in this video.

As much as I tend to enjoy his videos, I just cannot believe that he is part of some great groundswell of Canadians who are going to somehow start bringing an end to this huge scam here in Canada come sometime in September. 

Despite that admission, I have no intention of not keeping abreast of Christopher's videos ─ at times they are almost electrifying.

The final video we watched was one that I downloaded back in the Spring, but which is so incredibly pertinent to what is being attempted upon the people of the world today.

I no longer know which source I used for the download, but this BitChute video seems to be the same: WW2 Japanese Torture Experiments: UNIT 731 Documentary.  

Never disbelieve what people in authority are capable of doing to those below them.

Even today.

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💀☠💀☠💀☠ Another Fall

I succumbed following some afternoon sunning ─ probably between 30 - 35 minutes for my back and then my front. It was while entertaining myself outside with various imaginings that I fell prey.  

Such hot weather!

But let's reflect upon last evening.

After my younger brother arrived home in the early part of the latter evening yesterday, I put our Android TV Box into play and we watched an episode each of Batwoman, then Lewis, and finally The Man in the High Castle.

I have had my fill of Batwoman's (i.e., Kate Kane's) villainous sister Alice. We're still watching the first season, and last evening was episode 12 ("Take Your Choice") in which it was determined that evil Alice and her alternate-Earth good counterpart (who recently appeared in the series) cannot inhabit the same reality. They were both dying, and the only solution for one of them to be able to live was for the other to die first.

Why the Hell Kate Kane would ever even remotely consider allowing evil Alice to live and the good Alice to die just boggles the imagination of anybody with the slightest intelligence. Evil Alice does nothing but murder ─ quite gruesomely, usually ─ innocent people, yet we are supposed to be emotionally affected by her crying pleas to Kate Kane to save her (i.e., evil Alice) and not the good Alice?

This is disgusting. It seems that no human life has value if it is not the life of a main villain. All of his or her henchmen or henchwomen can be slaughtered by the good guys in battle, but it is always imperative that the evil villain leader be taken alive, no matter the cost to anyone else. After all, the evil villainous leader somehow has far more worth than any number of henchpeople or hapless innocents.

This is a preposterous tenet of all D.C. T.V. series, it seems.   

Evil Alice has outlived her interest insofar as I am concerned. I want a bloody end to her. I despise these villains that continue on and on and on. 

Take note Supergirl ─ get rid of Lex Luthor. Jon Cryer's character Alan Harper on Two and a Half Men was a revolting human being, and I have the same reaction to his Lex Luthor. 

Lewis proved unusually interesting. We just started watching season eight wherein it was found that Sgt. Hathaway has been promoted to Inspector; and Inspector Lewis has been retired some while and living with Laura Hobson, the main forensic specialist.

As for The Man in the High Castle, we are still into the first season, and last evening watched episode nine ("Kindness") that ended with one of the thus-far main cast characters seeing a film showing himself getting executed by one of the other main cast characters who was shown as a Nazi officer.

So things in that series have suddenly become extremely interesting ─ as if they already weren't!

I won't be sitting up late this evening, for I have to get up at 2:30 a.m. for one of my nocturnal five-mile walks.

Sleeping is a trial with all of this lingering overnight heat. My poor wife had to work a full day today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, so she was up this morning by possibly 9:45 a.m. to begin readying for her long day. Her eldest son had come home early from work after only putting in maybe two hours ─ employees in the Tree Island Steel plant where he works were evidently given the option of taking the shift off due to the heat. Apparently someone there passed out yesterday.

My brother and I watched a number of videos on T.V. this morning via our Android TV Box, but I will not cite anything specific. All I will say is that I selected the most recent episode that was then indicated as having been uploaded to Rumble for each of Laura-Lynn Tyler Thompson, then Steve Kirsch (stkirsch), and finally mariazeee. As well, I also selected two short (under a half hour each) episodes at BitChute of Dr. Mercola interviews.

My brother then sought some bed rest, and I later discovered that he apparently left afoot for the afternoon and early evening, no doubt to bus off and rendezvous at a pub with one or more of his drinking buddies. This signifies that he is most unlikely to be home by 9:30 p.m., so I will not be watching any T.V. with him this evening. An early bedtime is most feasible, if only I am able to sleep.

I essayed a little exercise with my 42½-pound dumbbell, but did not endure it for too long. The heat is just too much.

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Get That Revolution Started

Tina Nguyen

For once this year I am deliberately refraining from spending time out in the afternoon Sun. However, that is only because I had myself a bath and shave mid-afternoon, and my wife has been home ─ this is her usual day off at the Thai restaurant where she has part-time employment.

More weight is due to the bath than to her presence, however; for even though I did not have a hot bath, I sweated profusely, and for the following hour there was some degree of perspiration. It is so exceptionally hot here in north Surrey! 

I want to comment my considerable displeasure with an episode of FBI: International that I watched early last evening. The episode was the 19th of the first season, and titled "Get That Revolution Started".

As IMDb says, the European FBI team is brought in because an American is killed "during an attack targeting a biomedical lab in Belgium." As it happened, the biomedical lab supposedly researched viruses and their vaccines ─ especially for the current SARS-CoV-2 purported variants.

What fast pissed me right off was that everyone accepted the scam that there really is a pandemic, and that COVID-19 is practically the 'kiss of death'. And the only way out was to develop vaccines ─ any voices gainsaying any of this were spouting misinformation.

Even the FBI International team spoke as if all of that nonsense was the gospel truth, and people like me were basically crackpots who knew not whereof we spoke.

Apparently it does not matter that people like me daily read articles and watch videos featuring actual researchers who have risked their careers to proclaim the truth about this scamdemic ─ unlike the 'health authorities' who are paid to lie and deceive, and are trotted out for the media to parrot the mainstream propaganda falsehoods.

The episode was clearly intended to promote the agenda and use the false phrases that the viewership would not even question ─ it's on this respected international law enforcement television show, is it not? There must, then, be a worldwide pandemic; and vaccines are "safe and effective" ─ to question this narrative is treasonous. 

I am so very disappointed in the cast of actors for unquestioningly mouthing their lines, just as do the "news cockatoos" who all read the same script when they give you your T.V. news.

That is all I shall say for the present.

After my younger brother was home last evening following his 'socializing', I used our Android TV Box to fetch an episode each of Supergirl, then American Ninja Warrior, and finally the sitcoms Workin' Moms and The Conners.  

My wife had come home meantime. I daresay that none of us slept well overnight due to the oppressive heat.

Although my wife did not have to work today, she rose earlier than she otherwise would have ─ I believe that she was up before 8:30 a.m. 

After my brother rose for the morning, and I joined him for some T.V., once he turned it over to me I used our Android TV Box to tune in Odessa Orlewicz's latest video from yesterday: Ready To Get Pissed Off As To Whom Invented/Marketed The Word "Carbon Footprint?" 

The video was 43 minutes (43:25) in duration, and had its good stretches. However, I really do wish that Odessa would quit reading out articles ─ she has no narration skills. I fast zone out and am unable to keep track of whatever information it may be that she is trying to convey.   

We were only to have time for one further video, for it was over 1¾ hours long (i.e., 1:49:15) ─ a July 22 upload to Rumble by Vaccine Choice Canada: Ted Kuntz on Michael Martinz podcast - mRNA vaccine injuries. 

Ted Kuntz, President of Vaccine Choice Canada, joins a round-table discussion with Michael Martinz of The Martinz Critical Review, along with Dr. Pierre Kory, Dr. Paul Mark and others - July 18/22

The Martinz Critical Review:
In today’s program we continue with our series exploring the impacts of the covid-19 scamdemic. In this important episode we will learn first hand about the life altering damage caused by the mRNA covid vaccines.

Today’s program will feature a very interesting and informative round table discussion including some mRNA vaccine injured persons, 2 highly caring and renown medical doctors, a drug safety advocate, and a gentlemen leading a Canadian informed consent and vaccine safety organization.

Our injured persons are Mona from New Jersey, Krisite and Suzanna from Saint Paul, MN, Carolina Bourque from Louisiana, and we were supposed to be joined by Alexis from Dallas TX, and Charlet from Kent in the UK but they are both dealing with covid infections and are too ill to join us today.

Next we have Dr. Pierre Kory, MD and Dr. Paul Marik, MD from the Front Line covid-19 Critical Care Alliance, serving as Chairman and President respectively. These two gentlemen worked tirelessly during COVID-19 to develop and advocate safe and effective lifesaving treatments for patients in the face of tremendous personal and professional hardships becoming world experts in the treatment of all phases of the disease in the process.

Moving on we Kim Witczak, an accidental international drug safety advocate, and the head of Woodymatters a national public awareness campaign which puts a human face on the real life, sometimes tragic, consequences of our current flawed drug safety systbr />And last but not least, Ted Kuntz, president of Vaccine Choice Canada which is a federally registered not-for-profit educational society dedicated to advocating for informed consent and helps families make voluntary, and health-conscious choices about vaccination.

To learn more about these individuals and groups, please visit:

Covid vaccine injured persons support organization - www.react19.org

Dr. Kory and Dr. Marik's Front Line covid-19 Critical Care Alliance - www.flccc.net

Kim Witczak's drug approval refrom advocacy - www.woodymatters.com, www.kimwitczak.com

Ted Kuntz and Vaccine Choice Canada - www.vaccinechoicecanada.com

This video puts to shame that pathetic FBI: International episode that I railed about earlier. 

With the afternoon heat as it is ─ and my computer is in an upstairs room receiving the direct afternoon Sun's glare ─ I want to quit this post and vacate to a balmier area of the house.

I will be sitting up late again this evening, for I have nothing planned for the early a.m. tomorrow.

History Is Before Us

What a harrowing and disgusting movie I subjected myself to early last evening in my bid to watch something featuring French actress Béatrice Dalle! Without reading any description of the movie, I selected 2007's À l'intérieur (Inside).

I watched it on T.V. via our Android TV Box, using a browser app to access FMovies.to where I found this link for the movie, and which allowed me to select to have the player yield the movie closed-captioned in English.

I have since checked Wikipedia's plot description, and quite honestly the description's final paragraph was not the impression that I had in watching the film:

Desperate to save her child, Sarah pleads for the now reluctant woman to do what she originally intended. Acquiescing to the plea, the woman tearfully performs a Caesarean section on Sarah with scissors, saving the infant but killing Sarah in the process. The woman then sits in a chair and begins rocking the baby, who briefly cries, as she looks soulfully at Sarah who lies dead on the steps.

To me, it looked as if poor Sarah wanted nothing to do with what the psycho played by Béatrice Dalle was about to do, and I never got the slightest feeling that the woman thereafter regarded Sarah's dead body "soulfully". Hell, and for Pete's sake, her whole intention in the home invasion was to cut the baby out of Sarah! And Sarah fought her damnedest to prevent that fate ─ it was the whole basis of at least the latter half of the movie when the woman got access into the house as Sarah slept. 

I have yet to see a Béatrice Dalle movie where I entirely like the character she is playing.

Actress Alysson Paradis did a very effective job at keeping my hopes up and rooting for her character Sarah during the whole lengthy home invasion sequence ... except for when she mistakenly drove a darning needle or something like that through her hapless mother's neck, thereby killing her.

I finished watching the movie less than an hour before I went to bed, but fortunately it had no adverse effects.

My younger brother failed to arrive home by the 9:30 p.m. deadline that I had in place for him, so I never watched anything with him. I was likely in bed by 10 p.m. (I now do not remember), with my cellphone alarm set for 2:30 a.m. and the early five-mile walk that I was scheduled with here in north Surrey.

I reckon the centre of the rectangle formed by the extremities of my walk would be the 9350 block of 140th Street as shown on this Google Map, for the boundaries were 90th and 97th Avenues on two sides, and 132nd and 148th Streets on the other two sides.

I actually walked something like 5¾ miles, for it had been my intention to proceed down 92nd Avenue from 148th Street. I had previously checked Google Maps, and believed that the two roads intersected. However, despite what is implied on, for instance, this Google Map, I did not notice a 92nd Street as I walked 148th Street from 96th Avenue. It was not until I noticed that I had come upon a 90-A Avenue that I realized that I had somehow passed the apparently non-existent intersection.

And so I proceeded along to 90th Avenue, turned onto it, and then at its intersection with 147th Street (Google Map), I backtracked along 147th Street to where it terminated at 92nd Avenue (Google Map). This allowed me to then follow 92nd Avenue along without too much trouble until I reached 132nd Street. The only trouble I met with was anticipated somewhat, for I knew that 92nd Avenue was broken by forest, and that I would only have a rather poor trail to follow from where one section of 92nd Avenue ended and a new section began ─ you should be able to see the trail on this Google Map.

I had only once before used that trail, but I did so while walking from the opposite direction. It was a whole new experience trying to follow it as I did last night, for I actually took a wrong fork. I do not recall a fork that first time I walked the trail two or three weeks ago.

Note that the trail would be impossible to follow at night without a flashlight. It is not a developed trail ─ just a fairly narrow dirt pathway, and not one of the usual 'professional' trails that are maintained by parks personnel. One also has to negotiate a creek bed with rather steep banks and much clutter. The creek is practically dry now, with just some mud indicating that there is still some moisture present. I expect that when the creek is at full flow, passage would be impracticable.  

Anyway, it was probably 2:48 a.m. when I set off on the walk, and it was 4:59 a.m. once I was outside the locked front door. I did not immediately come into the house, though; I spent a half hour watering front yard garden plants.

I got back to bed just after 6 a.m., and spent nearly two hours there before checking the time just after 8 a.m. Nevertheless, I remained abed for a further 20 or so minutes before deciding to get up for the morning, mistakenly thinking that my brother was likely already downstairs watching T.V.

He did soon enough emerge from his bedroom, but I waited until maybe 9:10 a.m. before going downstairs to join him. When he invited me to put our Android TV Box into action, I led us off with an hour-long (1:02:24) upload by The Saving Canada Podcast to Rumble yesterday titled SCP113 - Military delivers devastating blow to Trudeau! Artur Pawlawski destroys Alberta in court!

CORRECTION: Nadal video is from 2011. However he did have to leave a game for chest pain 4 months ago.
We are reaching game over in Canada for Trudeau and the globalists. Massive legal wins back to back vindicate anyone targeted by lockdowns, arrests and tickets. Canadian Military is done with vaccines, mandates are gone, nail in the coffin for Trudeau's globalist plans. Rafael Nadal has Vax attack on camera. WHO majority against monkeypox declaration. NHL star players leaving Canada. Home CANNIBALISM kit reported on fox news?!?! SO MUCH MORE news and analysis, the globalists getting destroyed in Canada! It looks like the end is near for the traitors.

The video referred to featuring Rafael Nadal from back in 2011 was supposedly a leg cramp attack, and had nothing to do with any kind of vaccination. Apart from that, anyone interested can find links to their other stories below their Rumble video description.

The next video that I tuned in was slightly longer (1:06:21), and is indicated as having been uploaded either yesterday or today to Rumble by Christopher James (A Warrior Calls): History Is Before Us. He had Marcus Ray quite briefly as his guest.

The third video I tuned in had to be abandoned after something like an hour and 16 minutes because by then the time here was around 12:45 p.m. and my brother wanted some bed rest before he left for the afternoon and early evening to again 'socialize'. I think that there may still be another hour or more of the full video remaining.

Oddly, I now see no trace of it at its Rumble source. As a result, I cannot refer to it. I just hope that it 'appears' once more for tomorrow when my brother and I seek to resume watching it. This WAS the video link, but the video seems to have been deleted:

https://rumble.com/v1d38s7-rocco-is-alive-discussion-on-the-latest-court-cases-government-manipulation.html

This has been one bloody hot day!

Nonetheless, I did sun in the afternoon, beginning at 3:15 p.m. and following a deep and needed nap. I expect that I put in close to 1½ hours sunning.

I then got to work on this post. I forced myself to essay a little light exercising well past 7 p.m. once the Sun was no longer shining as directly into the upstairs of the house as it had been in the afternoon.

My wife had to work a full day at the Thai restaurant where she has part-time employment. I was to bed last evening before she got home (we have separate bedrooms), but I will be up watching T.V. with my brother this evening once he is home again, for I have nothing planned for the early a.m. 

As for my wife, she got up no later than 9:30 a.m. to begin readying for her day and the rather long drive to get to the restaurant, which opens at 11 a.m.

I would love to refrigerate ─ or ice ─ a couple cans of the strong (8% alcohol) malt that I keep in supply, but I would only drink them far too quickly. Thus, I will keep them at room temperature, as is my habit.

That's about all I have to say concerning my day. I won't be watching any movies this early evening because it is already after 8 p.m., and I can never really estimate when my brother might show up.

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💀☠💀☠💀☠ A Visit Yesterday to Surrey's Fusion Festival 2022

Even when I have enjoyed a reasonably fulfilling day as was the case yesterday, there is that within that wilfully seeks debasement. And so instead of sensibly getting to bed into the latter half of the midnight hour last night as did my younger brother, I iniquitously remained up until possibly 4 a.m.   

And all the while my poor wife was abed in her room adjacent to mine (we have separate bedrooms).

But I have jumped past what I wrote of in yesterday's blog post ─ namely, the walk my wife and I took shortly after 5 p.m. to Holland Park a mile or so away, and the 2022 Surrey Fusion Festival that was being held there Saturday and Sunday.  

It was so dreadfully hot out there!

By the time we were to Holland Park, sweat was streaming down my face, and perspiration was appearing through the salmon-coloured sleeveless top that I wore. It was all quite embarrassing.

My wife made an 11-minute narrated (in Thai) recording on her iPhone as she strolled around, while I just tagged along behind her. 

I don't know if it is due to my age of 72 and all of the heat, as well as my ailing outer left ankle that feels as if it was recently sprained, but aimlessly just seeking to keep in company with her amongst the crowds found me extremely unstable afoot.

Perhaps if I was walking with determination I would have been more assured, directing myself as I might choose and not merely seeking to match my wife's twists and turns while travelling about as slowly as we were. I find that walking has become something like riding a bicycle ─ if I go too slow, my balance becomes negatively affected. I have to walk with purpose and vigour.

We were probably not in the park more than maybe 20 minutes, and then we manoeuvred over to T&T Supermarket across Old Yale Road and in nearby Surrey Place (Central City) where my wife did a wee bit of grocery shopping.  

And then it was the walk back to home ─ and it was such a relief to be here again.

I had hikers on my feet, whereas my wife just wore some sandals. Yet I felt depleted from the experience.

It sure would have been nice to have gotten into some alcohol, but I held off until my younger brother finally showed up well past 9:30 p.m. before I opened the first of two cans of the strong (8% alcohol) malt that I do my best to keep myself supplied with.

My malt is not even refrigerated. I keep it in my bedroom.

Anyway, with my brother home at last, I tuned in an episode each of Black Lightning, then Inspector Morse, and finally The Kominsky Method.

Concerning the Inspector Morse episode ("Happy Families"), I recognized Doc Martin (actor Martin Clunes) as having a major guest starring role. My brother and I have yet to dig into that series, but we did watch all three of the precursing movies (Saving Grace; Doc Martin; and Doc Martin and the Legend of the Cloutie).

Despite not getting to bed until maybe 4 a.m., I later was awake enough to be checking the time at a minute or two after 8 a.m., so I decided to rise then. I thought that my brother might already be watching T.V., but he had yet to emerge from his bedroom.

My wife was to have to work a full day today, but the restaurant does not open until 11 a.m., and this morning she never got up until maybe 10:15 a.m.

When my brother did make his appearance and we got together for some morning T.V. via our Android TV Box, I led us off with the 28-minute (28:53) documentary Infertility: A Diabolical Agenda.

“When they’re through with Africa, they’re coming for you.” — DR. STEPHEN KARANJA

A film by award-winning filmmaker Andy Wakefield, Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. and Children’s Health Defense. Watch the chilling tale of African women whose fertility was tragically stripped away through an experimental tetanus vaccination program. Are women everywhere next?

For more information, studies, memes, and other related content go to InfertilityMovie.org

There are various sources for it on Rumble alone, but I linked to the Children's Health Defense upload.

I next tuned in the seminar Out of Babylon with David Straight - Part 2, which was also on Rumble.

As interesting as the video was ─ clearly 'Common Law' ─ it was entirely U.S.-centric. I don't see how anything David Straight talked about could successfully translate towards actions we could put into practice here in Canada.  

I noticed that David Straight claimed that when he goes to court, he does not rise to his feet when a judge enters the courtroom. According to him, he (i.e., David) is the "king", and a judge is the servant of the people. Yet thereafter David ─ in detailing how he conducts himself in any court proceedings ─ kept addressing his servant judge as "Your Honor".

That really smacked of illogic.  

Unfortunately, part 3 is nearly 3½ hours long, so my brother and I might not watch all of it when we get around to tuning it in. 

The final video that I tuned in was a 20-minute Hibbeler Productions documentary titled Nine Eleven. You can find various sources for it at BitChute here, provided the search link remains valid.

Most people agree, on the morning of September 11th, 2001, something just didn't add up. The official story is beyond laughable. Watch here for the truth.

Prior to 2020 and the 'COVID hoax', I never put any credence into claims such as are made in the documentary. However, I no longer blindly believe any official narrative. If the government, or any public health authority or organization, or the mainstream media claims it, then I immediately suspect that it is likely a lie.

Once this video was finished early into the noon hour, my brother sought some bed rest before heading away for the afternoon and early evening. I had a quick first meal of the day, and then I sought a nap just before my brother emerged from his bedroom and soon left.

The nap I had was not much over an hour ─ or at least, that was how long I was in bed. But I did nap very deeply for however long it was, since I did need it.

Then I took advantage of the very sunny day and sunned in the backyard from 2:30 p.m. until around 3:45 p.m. (maybe a little later).

And then I came into the house to begin work on this post. My eldest stepson had by that time finally risen (his younger brother had gone to work just after I got up this morning).

I plan an early a.m. walk overnight, so I will want to rise at 2:30 a.m. Consequently, if my brother is not back by 9:30 p.m., I will be watching nothing on T.V. via our Android TV Box with him this evening. He can find his own entertainment via our T.V.'s basic cable package.

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The Unexpected Strikes

Quite early last evening I tuned in the 2008 movie Me and Orson Welles. Quite some time ago ─ possibly as much as two years ago ─ I had placed it on a potential watch list because Zoe Kazan was featured in it.

I chose to watch the movie alone because I surmised that my younger brother would find it bitch-worthy, and I wanted to try and get at least a little enjoyment out of it.

Zoe only appeared three times in the movie, as I recall. The main character was played by Zac Efron, who is only a 'name' to me ─ I had no idea what he looked like, although he did seem to be vaguely familiar.

A similar situation existed for me with supporting actress Claire Danes.

I wish to mention here that I did not rehearse who would be appearing in the movie beforehand, except for knowing that Zoe Kazan would be present ─ I only noticed some of the names in the closing credits and at the Wikipedia article on the movie that I linked to. 

The movie was okay, but I found it unrelatable. And even though I enjoy movies set in the 1930s and 1940s, I honestly did not always find myself convinced that I was watching events supposedly set in 1937. Most of the movie was filmed indoors, so the outside world could have been anytime.

I have to admit that the movie left me with the feeling that Orson was a prick. I wonder if that impression is deserved of him?

Anyway, I am quite confident that the ending of the movie would have clinched my brother's negative assessment, and I would have probably received yet another black mark for serving him a waste of his time. 

Well, son of a gun! As I have been working on this post mid-afternoon, my wife unexpectedly showed up. She suggested that we walk the mile or so to the Surrey Fusion Festival 2022 being held this weekend; she suggested leaving here in a couple hours at most. Obviously, I am not going to be making much of a blog post. I have only recently come into the house following a period of sunning extending from 1:19 - 2:55 p.m., or something like that. I am going to have to clean up somewhat before I can be going anywhere public.

I have already had a walk today, having left home this morning at 6:02 a.m. and giving myself some extra distance before doing some grocery shopping at the nearest Save-On-Foods not a mile from here that opens at 7 a.m. ─ I likely got there around 7:20 a.m. with that added distance.

I had a lie-down for an hour or so thereafter, for I had been up since 4:30 a.m., having gone to bed last evening just after 10:15 p.m. My younger brother had just arrived home, and I was not about to get involved with him in any T.V.-watching that late into the evening with my early outing planned for this morning.

He and I did watch some T.V. this morning. I led us off with a 46-minute (46:44) July 21 upload to Rumble titled NEW Intel from Canada with Chris Sky - MUST WATCH!!!

He discusses the Toronto airport and what the plans are coming soon plus, more lockdowns and shills planning an Inserection [insurrection] to take away more rights of Canadians so please watch and share!!!

That was very interesting, especially in view of what my brother and I have been seeing in recent videos by Christopher James (A Warrior Calls). I have talked a little about those videos in my blog, and now Chris may be clarifying a whole lot.

He also had something to tell about Tamara Lich, and even had some opinions that he expressed concerning Teresa Tam. 

Is Chris Sky being accurately prophetic? ... or is he off base? But as I said, it was a most interesting video.

I followed it up with a 37-minute (37:28) July 7 upload to Rumble by Canadian Citizens for Charter Rights and Freedom: C3RF “In Hot” interview with former Westjet pilot, Rob Simpson.

Former Westjet pilot, Rob Simpson, outlines the case that he and in excess of 100 other employees are taking to court against their employer and the federal government. Fired for cause for asking questions about coercively mandated vaccines, the “cause for action” case has the potential to determine Canada’s future as a free democracy. Can the country survive as anything but a gulag if it fails?

The final video I tuned in was over an hour (1:07:40) in length ─ a July 9 Liberty Coalition Canada upload to Rumble: Julie Ponesse: The Ethical Case Against "Vaccine" Coercion.

On this episode of Open Mike, [Pastor] Mike [Thiessen] is joined by an author and philosopher to talk about informed consent,  conscience rights and the current state of Canadian political discourse.

Episode Resource: The Democracy Fund: https://www.thedemocracyfund.ca/julie_ponesse; Julie's Book "My Choice": https://www.mychoicebook.ca/

I have seen Dr. Julie Ponesse several times before, and am very much drawn to the dear woman.

My brother sought a very short bit of bed rest before the video ended, and then he soon enough presented himself before leaving for the afternoon and early evening for his daily 'socializing'. The freed me up to commence my sunning, even though I was tempted to first seek a nap. It is good that I did not, else my wife's homecoming might have forced me to cancel the sunning.

And that is where I had best leave things insofar as today's blogging is concerned. If my wife and I do indeed get to the Fusion Festival, quite likely I will take some photos.

Driven Nearly Mad

Viva Winkler

I am practically out of my mind with rage over that accursed baying brown hound in the neighbour's yard that backs our backyard. It's not enough that the thoughtless owners leave the damned thing to bay and howl for hours, they also have two lapdogs that they seem to also keep outdoors during the Summer.

These two pipsqueak freaks are absolute hysterical fiends with the shrillest voices ─ I have to repress urges to forever still the pair of them, along with that damned hound.

How I endured afternoon backyard sunning from 2:05 p.m. for nigh 1¼ hours with that unbroken racket is truly a feat of major note.

It is worth explaining that the same neighbours have plagued me with their various dogs' noise since as far back as 2012 at the very least. How long must this sort of thing be endured? How many years? 

I came back into the house, believing that I was home alone, and ranted and raved and raged aloud for maybe 10 minutes before noticing that a light in my stepsons' den area ─ which had been dark when first I came back into the house ─ was then aglow. It seems that one of the brothers must have been abed all the day to that point (maybe 3:45 p.m.) and was only then getting up.

Unquestionably the spectacle I provided helped motivate his engagement of the day, for it was not just the dogs that were the focus of my lengthy profane-filled censuring.

I must switch topics.

My younger brother never got home last evening from his 'socializing' until well past 10 p.m., so once I put our Android TV Box into operation, all we had time to watch were an episode each of Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, then The Graham Norton Show, and finally United States of Tara. During that time, I enjoyed two cans of the strong (8% alcohol) malt that I seek to keep myself stocked with.

If my brother is as late getting home this evening, he can amuse himself with whatever he may find on our T.V.'s basic cable package, since he does not understand the operation of the Android TV Box. Although I only have around $90 remaining in my chequing account and will have no further resources until my monthly pension arrives (late next week, I hope), I intend to do a little early morning grocery shopping tomorrow that I would like to preface with a decently long walk. Thus, I would like to possibly be getting up as early as 4 a.m.

My wife never did come home last night following her long day working at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. She prefers the company of her friends. My sole purpose for her is economical, and that has been the way of it since at least 2013. 

When my brother and I got together this morning for some T.V., the only video we watched that I feel is worth mentioning was Dr. Joseph Mercola's June 15 upload to Rumble, an interview of a little under 1½ hours (1:23:28): Dr. Mercola and Randy Hartnell on Wild Alaskan Salmon.

Research suggests that eating oily fish once or twice a week may increase your lifespan by more than two years, and reduce your risk of dying from cardiovascular disease by 35%.

Compared to those in the lowest percentiles, those with omega-3 blood levels in the highest 20% were 27% less likely to die of any cause; 40% less likely to die of coronary heart disease, and 48% less likely to die of an arrhythmia.

If you want to maximize health benefits from fish, steer clear of farmed fish, particularly farmed salmon, and even more specifically, genetically engineered farmed salmon, which may end up being approved within the next two years — especially if you're seeking to improve your omega-3 to omega-6 ratio.

The ratio of omega-3 to omega-6 fat of wild salmon is far superior to farmed. Whereas farmed salmon has a 1-to-1 ratio of omega-3s and omega-6s (due to its "junk food" diet), the ratio for wild sockeye salmon is between 6- and 9-to-1, which is a more ideal ratio.

Avoid Atlantic salmon, as salmon labeled "Atlantic Salmon" typically comes from fish farms. Look for "Alaskan salmon," and "sockeye salmon," as Alaskan sockeye is not allowed to be farmed and is therefore bound to be wild.

I wish that I could afford to eat salmon every day, but I cannot even afford a feed of salmon once a month.

The video probably took us to 12:20 p.m., so my brother then sought some bed rest ere leaving for the afternoon and early evening to 'socialize' once again ─ a daily habit of his.

I had a very light meal, and then sought my own nap. He was gone when I rose. I had thought that my youngest stepson (24 years old) had left for work this morning before my brother was yet up. The lad's older brother (27 years old) had risen just before I sought my nap. And so when I rose from the nap to find that the front door was locked, naturally I assumed that no one was home but me.

Perhaps one of the lads returned whilst I was out in the back sunning, but the front door was still locked when I came into the house. Consequently, it was logical to take for granted that I was still alone in the house.

But enough of all of that.

It is into my early evening, so I am going to bring this post to a close and see about watching a movie while I enjoy a sensible supper.

Fight for What's Right

Since my younger brother was home around 7:30 p.m. last evening ─ unexpectedly early by far ─ despite intending to get to bed fairly early for my 2:30 a.m. get-up and subsequent walk overnight, I got to watch a little more T.V. than otherwise expected.

Employing our Android TV Box and apps that I have downloaded within it, I led us off with an episode of Riverdale. When that finished, it was still too early to be getting to bed, so I then tried a new series ─ the premiere episode of Young Wallander.

We finally ended up watching an episode each of Ghosts (American version) and then the premiere episode of The Wonder Years (2021 version).

Concerning Young Wallander, I had not read anything about it. I only knew that my brother and I had found the Kenneth Branagh Wallander series to be superb, so watching a prequel series was supposed to be almost nostalgic.

Instead, we discovered that this incarnation of a Young Wallander is not going to have any relationship at all, beyond the character's name. Its setting is the present ─ not the era in which Kurt Wallander would have been a rookie cop.

If Young Wallander truly was Kenneth Branagh's earlier self, then the series should have the 1980s as its backdrop ─ at very minimum. Possibly an actual Young Wallander would have been a rookie cop even earlier. I am only basing my estimate on the fact that Wallander's first season aired in 2008 when actor Kernneth Branagh would have been 45 or 46 during the filming.

For a Young Wallander who might have been 25, we would then have to go back another 20 years ─ i.e., 1988.

However, if we use the Swedish series Wallander and its lead actor Krister Henriksson, the first season spanned 2005 / 2006. At that point in time, the actor was around 58 or 59 years old (he is 75 today). Bring that back to when the actor was 25, and we're looking at the early 1970s.

Clearly, the 1970s ─ nor even the 1980s ─ do not have anything in common with the world of today. It is impossible to feel any relevance between Young Wallander of now and either version of the two other Wallanders.

I am currently 72 years old. In the 1970s, I had the decade of my 20s; and in the 1980s, that was the decade of my 30s. If I was a Young Wallander back in the 1970s, how could I possibly be portraying myself accurately if somehow I shed all of my intervening years and was the same age today that I was back then?

There could be no correlation. Nothing is the same ─ not even the communities I lived in. Businesses I regularly shopped in back then are gone. Hotel beer parlours and hotel pubs I frequented are all gone ─ and the full nudity strippers that became a feature of the 1970s hereabouts in those places are also a distant thing of the past.

Obviously there was no Internet, let alone laptops.

The times were just too different. 

Notwithstanding, my brother and I will continue with the series because we love British productions, for the most part.

My wife had come home that evening from her half day working at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. She was supposed to have worked a full day, but she evidently got involved in partying and acquired little sleep, showing up here in the early afternoon that day to get as much napping as was possible before she had to leave on her quite long drive to get to the restaurant.

So last evening, she did not remain up much longer after she got home. She preceded me to bed, yes; but earlier, I did not even expect that she would yet be home when I sought my own bed (we have separate bedrooms).  

During my time watching T.V. with my brother, I had drunk two cans of the strong (8% alcohol) malt that I try to keep myself stocked with. My cellphone alarm was properly set for 2:30 a.m. even though it was probably at least 10:30 p.m. when I retired (it was likely later).

As usual, I never slept continuously until the alarm sounded. And for the second consecutive time when it did go off, it actually startled me. Normally I have a hard time hearing it.

I rose to start dressing, realizing that my eldest stepson was still up watching whatever he watches on a laptop. However, I believe that he was unaware of my activity, and that I got on my way unnoticed. By the time I was on the street outside, it was 2:48 a.m.

As I reported yesterday, after having lost track of my flashlight / stun gun's recharger cord since possibly late last September, I found it on Wednesday. Now I have a flashlight / stun gun that I am confident has all of the charge that I might need. No longer will I have to be reluctant to use the light out of fear that I am draining away the battery.

My north Surrey walk was one I have come to favour ─ as shown on this Google Map, the rectangular perimeter was defined by 96th and 100th Avenues on two sides, and 132nd and 148th Streets on the other two sides. The centre of that rectangle is displayed on the map as the 9800 block of 140th Street.

Armed again with a usable flashlight, I was once more able to tread alongside 96th Avenue between Green Timbers Way (Google Map) and 148th Street, a stretch of paved walkway that is extremely irregular due to errant tree roots upheaving it. My outer left ankle feels as if it was recently sprained, so I have been avoiding that challenging walk that invariably exacerbated the state of my ankle.

Of note on the walk was a coyote sighting ─ it crossed 100th Avenue and entered Green Timbers Access (Google Map). I often see rabbits and occasionally skunks and even raccoons, but it has been some time since I last saw a coyote. 

There were only two other sightings worth mentioning. One was when a hooded young fellow crossed the King George Boulevard approximately midway between the 9701 block and 98th Avenue / Fraser Highway (Google Map). He crossed from the left of that Google Map to the right (the side of the King George that I was travelling along, and "up" that map). He then proceeded to come my way and we passed one another.

What was remarkable about the chap who was considerably smaller than I am, was that the idiot was hidden behind a face diaper. He was all alone at maybe 3:15 a.m. at night on deserted streets, yet he was too afraid to be outside without a damned mask.

There are just too many hopeless Canadians in this country. The tyranny is only going to overwhelm us because of these gullible clods who are unfortunately the blind majority of us.

The other sighting was more interesting to me. As I was walking from 148th Street to Green Timbers Way (Google Map) and was nearing it, a young woman in a full track suit came bounding past me on the opposite side of 96th Avenue where there is no walkway, and she then nipped across the highway and turned onto Green Timbers Way.

She was incredibly light on her feet, truly bounding along, and at times leaping. I was near to Green Timbers Way, but by the time I turned onto it, she was not even in sight anymore. Considering that it was maybe 4:30 a.m. at very most, one would not expect to see a young woman jogging all by herself with nothing but urban forest all around her.

I was back home by maybe 4:48 a.m., but I remained outside for at least 35 minutes to water garden plants in the front yard.

I don't recall when I returned to bed, but it might have been approaching 6 a.m. Again, I slept on and off, and next checked the time at 9:11 a.m., if I am remembering correctly. This was later than intended, so I hustled up and was soon downstairs to join my younger brother for some morning T.V.

At his invitation, I tuned in Odessa Orlewicz's latest video of yesterday, a 15-minute (14:49) short titled July 21 Canadian Provinces Are Taking Down "V" Hospital Stats From Public View Right Now!!

A very quick episode to show you what they are doing to conceal the damning evidence from public view. Why they are doing this...

Then I tuned in the latest from yesterday that Christopher James (A Warrior Calls) uploaded to Rumble: Fight for What's Right.

Guest: Tony Pantalleresco
www.augmentinforce.50webs.com

The video was a little over 1¾ hours long (1:48:28). And as usual, the content was certainly interesting enough, but I still see no legitimate reason to believe that enough proponents of 'Common Law' are going to mass together to end the tyranny and start bringing the perpetrators of all descriptions to justice.

Tony Pantalleresco certainly had a lot of interesting 'alternative' ideas relating to health. This was my first exposure to the gent.

My wife rose early into that video, and soon left to put in a full day of work at the restaurant (it opens at 11 a.m.). True to her word, last evening she replaced $980 of what had been a $3,700 debt to our chequing account, and thus we had enough money in that account to meet the monthly mortgage payment debit that occurred today. 

The account's balance is now $94.12, and will not have any further funds until my monthly pension shows up later this month. I am going to have to try and do something to keep her from grabbing my money before I have a chance to do anything with it ─ she keeps me perpetually broke and unable to buy things for myself, even though it is my damned income. Hers is never enough for her.

My brother and I finished our morning's viewing with an episode of The Last O.G.

He never bothered with any rest, and thus early into the noon hour left to hook up with a drinking buddy.

The morning was solidly overcast, and that was unchanged by the advent of the noon hour. I needed a nap, so I decided to take advantage of the cloud cover to have it. 

When I was done, I discovered that the afternoon was already mainly sunny. Even so, I decided to get a start on this post before undergoing any sunning, but the result was that for the third consecutive afternoon I have only had time to sun my front. And today, I did not start doing so until 4:50 p.m., putting in a mere half hour.

I neglected to mention the wasp sting in this post that I incurred to the underside of my right foot yesterday afternoon. I had concerns about my ability to be walking overnight, but by then I noticed absolutely nothing ─ there was not a trace of any discomfort in my boot on that foot.

Anyway, since I have nothing planned for the early a.m. tomorrow, I am free to sit up this evening after my brother returns home, and have a couple cans of malt while we watch an episode each of two or three of the T.V. series that we follow in common. 

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