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Who am I?

I am an obscure great-great-grandson of Oscar Adolphe Barcelo & Eugenie Beaudry of MontrΓ©al.

And I am an equally obscure great-grandson of George Henry Leandre Barcelo & Sarah Anne Bird of Winnipeg (Manitoba) and Langdon (North Dakota).

Thursday, 23 November 2023

Who's Truly Pulling the Strings?

There is little doubt in my mind that last evening's bit of drinking adversely affected my sleep. I did get to bed reasonably early in the evening, but I was so very awake during the midnight hour that I believe that I just decided to rise around 12:57 a.m. or so and spare myself the wait of my 1:30 a.m. cellphone alarm and then having to rush in readying for my five-mile+ walk.

An online check of the temperature hereabouts fetched the claim of 3.3° Celsius (37.94° F.), so I dressed accordingly, and still weighed no more than 191 pounds at worst.

And I was on my way at 1:42 a.m.

There was a fair amount of mist out there for the first mile or so (and of course, this local phenomenon held during my return home), and the sky seemed clear.

The elementary school playground equipment three or four blocks from here was drenched in condensation, but I did not attempt to wipe any of the metal jungle gym monkey bars dry ─ I tackled six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups bare-handed as was.

Even so, I still managed four and then two pull-ups in the first set; three and then two chin-ups in the second set; and finally, two pull-ups between two bars in each of the final two sets, holding the very last pull-up at highest elevation for a 15-count.

I also did 10 slow full-range push-ups in a declined posture on a cement ramp.

Now, about that stressed long muscle alongside the outside of my left shin ─ even before I was quite halfway through my walk, it was threatening to make me lame, by which I mean that I am no longer able to rise up onto the forefoot or ball of the foot in order to properly step. It forces me to essentially walk flatfooted with that leg.

I had to walk temperately and not push the pace, but even so there were to be a couple of occasions when the lameness did start to set in, but it was oddly and fortunately relatively temporary. However, during the last half mile, the situation was becoming dire enough.

I have been thinking that the muscle sensitivity is mainly the lower half of my lower leg, but today I now realize that the musculature is sensitive to the touch right up to just below the knee.

It does not hurt. It only become terrifically sensitive and ─ when walking ─ disabling or crippling.

Tonight's walk will see me wearing my lousy no-name AliExpress boots that I tend to decry, so this may well prove to be exceptionally problematic.

Anyway, I was back home last night by 3:39 a.m., so I did manage to come in under two hours, which is quite good. That ought not likely to occur tonight with the footwear I will have on.

My wife was still not home. She had gone out "for supper" early last evening, and her youngest son and his girlfriend left soon thereafter (the eldest lad is in Thailand); I was to later discover that the supper may have been in celebration somewhere of the lad's 26th birthday, which I was thinking was not set to occur until sometime in December.

Honestly, I do not know the exact birth dates of either of the boys ─ only their mother.

I do not know what became of my wife last night, but the lad did return at some point. She only showed up towards the end of the noon hour today and essentially went directly to bed (I had just sought a nap in my own bed ─ we have separate bedrooms; so we never spoke). She did, though, likely converse with my brother, for I heard him exit his bedroom right after I heard her enter the house.

But returning to the early a.m., I actually got back to bed a little ahead of 5 a.m., and I was to remain there until shortly before 8:30 a.m.

When I later joined my brother for some T.V. around 9:15 - 9:20 a.m. and he invited me to put our Android TV Box into action, we were to only watch one video. It was over 1¾ hours (1:50:19), and was Odessa Orlewicz's latest from yesterday: Today's Geopolitical Nightmare. Who's Truly Pulling The Strings? With Matt Ehret.

I hope that all people in the freedom community can take this voyage with Matt as to how we got to the place we are in today, and how we are being played by an even bigger picture than many of us understand. Matt has appeared on many high profile shows including " Man In America" recently. Matthew is a journalist and co-founder of https://risingtidefoundation.net He is the Editor-in-Chief of Canadian Patriot Review, https://canadianpatriot.org Senior Fellow at the American University of Moscow and co-host of The Great Game on Rogue News, Breaking History on Badlands Media and Connecting the Dots on TNT Radio. He has authored the book series “The Untold History of Canada”, https://canadianpatriot.org/untold-history-of-canada-books/ "Science Unshackled" https://canadianpatriot.org/2023/11/18/new-release-science-unshackled-restoring-causality-to-a-world-in-chaos-by-matthew-ehret-277-pages/ and the recently published book series “The Clash of the Two Americas.” https://canadianpatriot.org/2023/01/13/now-available-clash-of-the-two-americas-vol-4-the-anglo-venetian-roots-of-the-deep-state-432-pages/

This was our first exposure to Matthew Ehret. Unfortunately, Odessa seemed to be expecting him to cover far too much, and the poor guy was not afforded the time to properly detail the various segments he was expected to elaborate upon.

It was all rather confusing, really.

My brother opted to skip out on the tail end of the video, heading on up to his bedroom to rest around 11:05 a.m., but I kept it rolling all the way through.

Due to my brother's withdrawal, I was able to eat and then seek my nap unusually early this sunny day.

I never did have much communication with my wife. When she finally rose, she showered and otherwise readied to work the latter part of the day ─ the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time re-opens each day at 4:30 p.m. following a midday closure.

Actually, our only conversation was as she was leaving on her fairly long drive ─ she announced that she had sent me an E-mail containing an e-Transfer to cover the $810 she was expected to pay a lawyer firm on behalf of her default in paying a credit card I had no association with.

This payment would be her fourth, I believe, of six monthly payments she is expected to pay the legal firm in order to avoid legal action.

Or maybe it's only her third?

Whatever the case, there is nothing I can do with the money ─ my day-to-day financial institution does not have the lawyer firm as a potential bill payee.

My wife had directed that I deposit the money into her account if I could not make the payment, and she would withdraw it and do it herself. However, it was only as she was backing out of the driveway that I remembered that she has a negative balance of about twice this payment ─ the negative balance is due to an overdraft arrangement that she had gotten set up and which she then treated as a credit card, withdrawing cash she does not have.

So if I make an online deposit of her e-Transfer, it will disappear towards paying down the overdraft.

To even deposit the money into my own account is far too risky ─ it happened previously that the financial institution pillaged every cent from my account even though it is a personal account and not one of our joint accounts, and used the money to pay down another negative balance she had created.

Consequently, I think it best to wait until tonight when I can make the transfer deposit into my account, and then withdraw the money when I go out on my walk.

I texted her about this problem at 4:02 p.m., but she has not responded. 

At present, it is 6:14 p.m. ─ I am going to take a break to have some supper and a can of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) and watch some T.V.

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At 6:41 p.m. while I was early into an episode of The Flash ─ episode 15 ("Enemy at the Gates") of season seven ─ my wife texted me back and agreed that the deposit had best not be done, and she observed that it was likely best that she retract the e-Transfer.

I responded back suggesting that I could still make the deposit later tonight and then withdraw the money when I was out on my walk, but I have since discovered that she did indeed cancel the e-Transfer invite.

I just hope to Blazes that she does not blow the money by maybe visiting the casino tonight that she is addicted to.

I did only drink one can of malt ─ and that prior to eating ─ so my sleep should be unaffected in any adverse sense.

Incidentally, I watched more video information on urotherapy, but the video exceeds two hours; I stopped after an hour, and will finish watching it in a day or two. When I am done with it, I will report about it.

I had best start readying for bed ─ it is nearly 9:15 p.m.

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