Where have all the Protesters gone?
For three weeks we had the most massive super-spreader event ever: Thousands of mostly unvaccinated Kiwis came together to form Freedomville, the modern equivalent of a medieval village community quickly arose on the grounds of Parliament.
But, guess what? Despite the prediction from the One Sauce of Truth that people would soon be dropping like flies, no one died. Now what does that tell you about this pandemic which has all but destroyed our economy, replaced she'll be right with fear and loathing; they maimed countless thousands of Kiwis and killed thousands more by injecting poison into their veins on the promise that this would give them their lives back.
Freedomville was one of the most amazing and heartening things that I have ever witnessed, as its evolution from a single tent to a village demonstrated that human beings are instinctively tribal creatures who are never meant to be alone; although it is the desire of the globalists to separate us from our kindred then they can conquer and own us, one-by-one.
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were. as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were. Any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
John Donne 1623
Here is the One Sauce of Truth's official video of life in Freedomville:
The following is a pictorial essay.
A wise person once said, "A picture is worth a thousand lies"
How it really was at Freedomville, and on a wet day:
The entrance to Freedomville: inviting, safe and with humour.
Lots of happy people, despite Mallard turning on the sprinklers, the Southerly storm and, later, Mallard bombarding the crowd with screechy music: Do these people come across to you as "Scum of the Earth"? Really?