They Were Always Lying

My younger brother surprised me by showing up last evening at 8:30 p.m., so I had to scurry to turn off the Android TV Box and the T.V., and then get upstairs to use the bathroom before shutting myself up in my bedroom to avoid becoming entangled with him ─ I had plans to rise at 1:45 a.m. to ready for a five-mile walk.

And I had the walk, leaving here at 2:13 a.m. in fairly cool air. I had weighed myself before leaving ─ sans my jacket; I weighed 193 pounds, which were two more than 24 hours earlier.

Nevertheless, when I stopped at an elementary school playground early into my walk, I still managed the usual repetitions in the six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups ─ that is, four repetitions in the first set, and two repetitions in each of the remaining five sets, while I held the very last pull-up at highest elevation for a 10-count.

I am not going to detail the walk, apart from revealing that maybe 1¼ miles into it I almost met up with a coyote that turned onto the street I was following. It retained its cool and just angled off into a mass of shrubbery near a power lines right-of-way.

It was 4:13 by the time I was back home and outside the locked front door.

I wanted to plant some rooting mint cuttings in a garden plot in the front yard, but it was still too dark. Unfortunately, my eldest stepson evidently had another 12-hour day shift beginning at 6 a.m. to get up for, so I retreated into my bedroom to await his eventual departure.

By then it was pretty much broad daylight.

As I was at work, I became aware that a neighbour readying for her drive to work had apparently sparked some raccoons to cross into our front yard, not immediately noticing me due to rhododendrons that we have. The nearest of the critters was maybe five feet from me.

It had chosen to bypass a mass of low shrubbery and plants immediately below our living room window, and which stretched just short of the front door where we have a large planter-type clear plastic bowl filled with water set upon the ground.

The young raccoon ─ all of them chattering ─ sort of backed up, and then it also took the way of the thick growth of shrubbery and plants beneath the living room window.

I remained relatively motionless, only making the slowest of movements, and acting as if nothing was amiss in our world.

I think each raccoon had a drink, and then paraded in front of the house door and on into and through our open-sided car port.

So I was able to see just what comprised the little gang.

First went an adult that I quickly realized had to have been the mother, for the others were all considerably smaller. I saw three juveniles hastening along in file after her ... and then a fourth youngster who may have been the smallest.

So five in all! I didn't have my cellphone with me, unfortunately.

It is running late ─ already it is after 7:30 p.m., and I have yet to sup and be prepared in case my brother shows up early again, for I intend another walk in the wee a.m. tonight.

He and I watched a couple of fairly interesting videos this morning, although Odessa Orlewicz's latest from yesterday was the weakest of the two. Hers was a 54-minute effort titled Part 1- Satan's Playground & The Mainstream News Cover Up.

This series of episodes is in retaliation to the blatant disinformation campaign that the mainstream media outlets are doing RIGHT NOW to try to discredit the blockbuster movie "The Sound Of Freedom" based on a real life child trafficking rescuer with years of experience. The media tried to discredit the producers/cast as well as the general public "types" that would be so "dumb" as to "believe it."

There is such a massive amount of information both mainstream & independent media put out before, completely independent of the story in "The Sound Of Freedom"....which I will show. So why NOW is the MSM no longer able to report on the top down of the trafficking rings? They can only report on the low down independent, solo ped0-fyyyle cases without reporting on who runs the rings?

We should ALL be asking them.

That video is also available on Rumble here.

Better was the 1½-hour (1:34:56) 2022 Matt Walsh documentary that I tuned in on Rumble: What IS a Woman? A couple of Rumble sources are here and here.

I must close this post. All I will conclude with is that I spent over 1½ hours sunbathing in the backyard this afternoon beginning at 2:48 p.m., I believe. The session followed my day's first meal and then a needed nap.

Back tomorrow, I hope!