Just as I was about to get to bed last evening, I heard my eldest stepson come into the house, and my younger brother and Bev were certainly surprised to see him ─ my brother last saw him around Christmas.
I wanted no delays in getting to bed, so I quickly closed my bedroom door, turned off the light, and got into bed. My cellphone alarm was set for 5 a.m. because I planned making the two-mile round trip hobble to do a little grocery and pharmacy shopping at Save-On-Foods that opens at 7 a.m.
Apparently my wife arrived home from work while her eldest son was still here ─ he had come to pick up some of his belongings. (Her youngest son has been away to Ontario the past week and is due back today.)
Well, I got up at 5 a.m., but somehow I managed to whittle away the time and never began readying for my journey until it was already after 6:30 a.m. The original plan had been to get away no later than 6:45 a.m.
Well, it got closer and closer to 7 a.m., and although I was all dressed to go, it had gotten too near to that hour. I abhor being out there when the day is getting busy; and although a 7 a.m. Sunday is still not too bad, I should already have been to the store a mile away ─ not just beginning the trip.
Ultimately, I couldn't do it. I had risen an hour earlier than I needed to, for I made the decision to shop at Shoppers Drug Mart a mere half mile from here ─ it opens at 8 a.m. But I would be unable to shop for groceries at the market near to there.
I was going to have to withdraw money from the Vancity credit union near there was well, for I only had $5 in my wallet. But everything was getting complicated because my shaver had died. It was supposed to be fully charged, and it did run. But I turned it off so I could brush my moustache and chin beard; and in turning it back on, nothing happened. I tried and tried, but for some reason that initial switch off resulted in some sort of connection break.
A shaver or trimmer is essential for me, so I was going to have to buy a new one. Shoppers Drug Mart advertised several, so I decided upon a model called the Gillette King C Beard Trimmer at nearly $60.
I had only intended to withdraw $80, but this made me rethink and decided to withdraw $120. I was also going to buy some vitamin D3 and vitamin C.
The money withdrawal left me with little more than $110 in my account, and I am unsure if my monthly pension will show up as a direct deposit by the end of this week, or not until after next weekend. I dare not deplete my account because I do not know what automated small debits may yet strike.
I did my pharmacy shopping, but now my wallet only has $25 ─ down from the $125 I had in it after the withdrawal. I am feeling most apprehensive ─ I have not been this broke in a long, long time. And some big bills are coming due.
Believe it or not, the guy helping me out at the pharmacy alerted me that Kmart had a current sale on for the same shave ─ at $20 less! This is my wretched life.
I was back home from the shopping before my brother had emerged from his bedroom for the morning. And then after 9 a.m. when he had still not appeared, I went downstairs and assumed control of the T.V.
It was then that he made his appearance.
With our T95Q Android 9 TV Box fired up, I led us off with a 49-minute (49:27) video published yesterday to Rumble's WTFLouie channel: Iran War is a DIRECT ASSAULT on the US Food Supply! Catherine Austin-Fitts 15-Mar-2026.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDyANhR_7lc
Jimmy interviews investment banker and Solari, Inc. president Catherine Austin-Fitts, who explains that the Iran war is part of a global "reset" to implement a totalitarian control grid through programmable money, digital IDs, and surveillance infrastructure like Flock cameras—all designed to strip Americans of constitutional rights and enable centralized control of movement, spending, and even food access.
Austin-Fitts warns that the U.S. is deliberately destroying its reserve currency status by proving it cannot protect sea lanes, accelerating dollarization and inflation, while simultaneously poisoning the population through glyphosate, COVID shots, and nano-technology to lower life expectancy and enable "internet of bodies" control.
She further reveals that the $21 trillion missing from the Pentagon is driving intentional depopulation policies, and that the real solution is for citizens to use cash, grow their own food, and stop financially supporting the parasitic system. Despite the grim picture, Fitts remains optimistic that collective action and prayer can defeat the control grid if people are willing to "get off the couch” — and also use cash wherever possible.
Catherine Austin-Fitts on Twitter: https://x.com/austin_fit76995
Catherine Austin-Fitts’ website: https://solariscreens.com/
As I reflect back on that video as my afternoon dies out, I feel despair taking hold. So much adversity is coming, and I haven't the means of dealing with it.
Anyway, it has been several days since my brother and I have watched anything on the USB stick I have in our Android TV Box, but I wanted first to watch the Australian series Mystery Road ─ the premiere episode ("Gone") of season one.
We had previously watched the two movies featuring Aboriginal lawman Jay Swan, so we of course thoroughly enjoyed this episode of the series. I then intended to watch whatever was next on the thumb drive, but my brother piped up and requested episode two ("Blood Ties") of this series. It was already at least 11 a.m., so this meant that my brother was going to be sitting up until noon before returning to his bedroom for more bed rest.
My wife never had to work until the latter part of today, but she had emerged for the day from her bedroom well before 11 a.m.
I must break from this post now at 5:25 p.m., for today is a bath day for me and I have to tackle that hour-long full chore. Then I will eat a light second meal of my day before watching at least a couple of shows here on my bedside computer because I need justification for doing some drinking ─ I feel so damned antsy.
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The first show I watched was Stargirl ─ episode 10 ("Brainwave Jr.") of the first season. My source was this 1Moviesz.to link.
The episode was much better than many recent episodes, and put me into a lot of tears. This degree of human goodness was always deep within me, but God just let me grow old and now there seems only my death ahead.
What I really hate is that I have responsibilities ─ a wife and her two adult sons. I need to be able to one day help ─ even save ─ them. But I am nothing. I should end soon; and it is knowing that I will never be able to stand between them and what is coming for them rips me apart.
The show was done at 7:38 p.m., and my brother was apparently newly home from his bus commute in the early afternoon to social drink.
Even my second show affected my tear ducts at one point.
The show was A Gifted Man ─ episode 14 ("In Case of Co-Dependants") of the only season. My source was this MoviesJoyTV.co link.
I always like these episodes. It was probably too great a stretch that the main character kept having dialogues with his dead ex-wife that was the cause of the series failure.
The episode and my second can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) were done by 9:07 p.m. Much earlier, I had considered calling it a day and getting to bed, but I wanted more boost, so I decided to watch one more show powered by maybe two ounces of Open Smooth Red (13.5% alcohol) and maybe 10 ounces of Sommet Rouge (12% alcohol) wines blended in a glass.
Well, even my third show caused some tearing in the late stages. The show was Legacies ─ episode two ("This Year Will Be Different") of season two. My source was this M4uHD.page link. I think the episode was done by 10:11 p.m.
Some good acting in there ─ the young ladies especially impress me.
It is interesting to me that all three shows were to affect me emotionally to at least some degree, for I have watched successive evenings without even one such stimulus.
I am going to publish this post now and brush my teeth, and seek to be abed before my wife or youngest stepson show up. It is 10:33 p.m.
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