He’s absolutely right. Cows are part of environmental sustainability. Methane from cows is part of the natural carbon cycle that after 12 years breaks down into natural CO2 and water. Grass absorbs the CO2 by photosynthesis and the cycle starts again.
“Even tweet-sized doses of personalized medical advice are beyond FDA’s statutory authority.”
A small win, or at least a step forward, in a monumental battle to protect the doctor-patient relationship from government tyranny. ONWARD! @RobertApter1@drpaulmarik1@emilymiller
~50% of SIDS deaths happen within 48 hours of the vaccine. This means the medical community has been lying to you about the cause of SIDS. It's primarily from the childhood vaccines and peaks at 6 months of age.
In less than a month from now, I should have the OFFICIAL records from a police department who I know asks the question that few are afraid to ask.
Here is the FOIA request I just filed:
Rishi Sunak failed to declare that his wife had an interest in a childcare company which was set to benefit from changes made in this year's budget https://t.co/6uC0uHSgvp
Margaret Thatcher was the WORST Prime Minister EVER.
She forced the UK into 10 years of hyper inflation and huge unemployment, slashed taxes for the rich to nothing and sold off ALL the state assets.
And achieved NOTHING.
Everything she did needs undoing.
I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie.
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.
She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her.. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.'
'Oh, you're such a good boy,’ she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive
through downtown?'
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly..
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.’
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued in a soft voice.. ‘The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.
'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.
We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'.
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.
They must have been expecting her.
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
'How much do I owe you?' She asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said.
'You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said. 'Thank you.'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life..
I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID ~BUT~ THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.
🙏🏼🥰✝️
@MichaelRosenYes Utterly heartbreaking to see her young son so terrified by the treatment his mummy is receiving, for no reason, even if she hadn’t paid (which she had) this is brute force without justification. Shame on you @metpoliceuk
@NHSEngland@NHSEngland
With all the modern advances why is it that mental health services do not have more power over the medical side of the NHS?
i.e. NHS patients who experience very poor medical treatment often end up with poor mental health.
The NHS is only as good as its services are?
I’ve been told there’s a chance that my book Critical (about how politicians are betraying the NHS and how we can fight for it) has a chance of getting onto the bestseller list😮💙
*Imagine* a book about NHS privatisation on the bestseller list! Many media outlets barely..
💥DIED SUDDENLY💥
21-Year-Old Karate Champion Chiara Danieli "crushed by a mysterious evil." She suffered 6-Months of Agony in Hospital. Prior to the Evil...She was Strong & Healthy.