Video review Of Turtles All the Way Down. Virtues of anonymity. Outings and expeditions.

Yesterday I reported that Amazon had refused my review of Edward Dutton’s “Spiteful Mutants.” All of these social media platforms cite “community guidelines,” giving you no clue as to what you did wrong. You are truly dealing with faceless phantom persecutors.

I am not my own best editor. I left out a link to my video on human evolution which in large measure agrees with Dutton. His books are fuller in detail and footnotes. My one hour video tells the story of evolution in narrative with a lot of graphics.  I’m proud of the graphics – I haven’t seen other people do anything similar.

Today I have uploaded a video review of “Turtles All the Way Down – Vaccine Science and Myth.” Amazon has been sitting on this video review for three days.  Don’t know if they are reluctant or just slow.  Past experience has convinced me that YouTube would reject it out of hand, so I have opened a Rumble account.

The book was published in Hebrew in 2019, before Covid came out. That is, before so many of us learned so very much about the whole business of vaccines. It is absolutely authoritative. The Israeli authors had the good sense to remain anonymous. The book is is thoroughly documented as any I have ever seen. It has 1200 citations, just about all from vaccine friendly sources: the pharmaceutical companies themselves, the FDA, the CDC, peer-reviewed medical journals, academic journals, the popular press and so on.

The 270 pages of references are in a separate PDF available for free download. The published book includes an additional 230 explanatory footnotes.  This device allows the authors to provide very thorough and useful notes without making the book overly expensive or simply too heavy.

Remaining anonymous seems to be a pretty popular move. A consortium of 60 scientists has thoroughly analyzed the contents of the Covid 19 vaccines from all of the major Western pharmaceutical companies. They confirm what the tinfoil hat folks have been saying for a year and a half now, that they all contain unexpected and dangerous ingredients.  As with the Turtles All the Way Down book, the authors are confident enough in the content of their publication that they do not need to put their heads in a noose by identifying themselves. They will go with Proverbs 12:20 - “The LORD has given us eyes to see with and ears to listen with.” At this point the people who don’t know the story are willfully, consciously ignorant.

We simply do not know much about the Russian and Chinese vaccines, or their side effects. More and more is coming out.  Edward Slavsquat has written extensively about the Russian vaccines. This morning I read about a study looking at the ingredients in vaccines from 12 different manufacturers, including four from China:
----Pfizer/BioNTech/Cominarty,
----Moderna,
----Johnson & Johnson (J&J),
----Novavax,
----AstraZeneca,
----Sinopharm (China),
----Sinovac (China),
----Covishield (AstraZeneca made in India),
----Soberana 02 (Cuba),
----Pasto Covac (Iran),
----CanSino (China),
----ZifiVax (China)

Not surprisingly, they all seem to contain pretty much the same types of unlisted toxic ingredients. We know that Russia and AstraZeneca were working closely at the time the Sputnik vaccine came out. It is probably the same story.

Our longtime babysitter Anna, who disappeared to Poland the first week of the war, is back for a couple of days to tie up loose ends.  She asked for a letter of recommendation to help her find work in Germany. 

I don’t consider it a good move for her, but I’m going to bite my tongue.  Gary, Mark and other friends who live there don’t have good things to say about the schools and the way kids are socialized.  It also appears that the Germans are the most jab-happy people on the planet.  She and her daughter, if not already jabbed, will almost certainly have to be.  Anna is not gifted with languages, and German is quite different from Slavic tongues.  She will probably make friends with fellow Ukrainians and perhaps sympathetic Russians, but I doubt she will become a true German any time soon.  I learned German well when I lived there 50 years ago but nonetheless remained an outsider. Oksana knows my opinions and has probably shared them with Anna. 

Now that Oksana’s mother lives with us our needs have changed.  We will do better with part-time elder care for Grandpa Sasha than full-time child care.  The prospect of two women stuffing our refrigerator with huge portions of leftovers would be daunting.  Let’s hope it works out for the best for Anna.

An outing is when daddy takes the kids someplace on the weekend. It involves a light backpack with a jacket if it might rain, extra pants in case the baby pees, and perhaps an old Coke bottle filled with water. An expedition is when mom comes along. It involves a stroller, changes of clothes, a little plastic potty, extra diapers, a couple of days’ worth of food, at least a liter of water, a blanket, hats to keep the sun off of everybody, and a handful of toys.

We made an expedition to Toastmasters on Saturday. Getting there was not exactly half the fun. We had to wrestle the baby stroller, which fully loaded looks like a gypsy caravan, into the bus, then three times on to and off of the Metro — we had to change trains twice — then down the stairs to the restaurant. I am pleased to say that once we were there everything went well. Oksana had been a member of the club 10 years ago. A couple of people knew her from back then, and a good many from the barbecues we have hosted over the years.

Sunday we had a simple outing to the botanical garden. It took us an hour and a half to get there by public transportation. The return trip by Uber knockoff Uklon cost less than five dollars. That’s a no-brainer! Next time it’s a taxi both ways.

Here’s a picture of Marianna on her way to  the bus. The park has a wonderful playground donated by Swedbank some 10 years back, before the trusting nature of the Swedes was taxed to exhaustion by the ingenuity of Ukrainians dodging repayment of loans. It was the first time we have been there since the war, and I am sad to report that the level of maintenance has deteriorated. Only about a third of the plots had flowers in them, but those were beautiful to look at. Marianna wandered delightedly through fields of dahlias.

We stopped at the Flagman seafood restaurant on the way home. Restaurants are always a treat for the kids, as well as a learning experience. They behaved themselves nicely. Oksana was thoughtful enough to get us out of the restaurant ahead of the scheduled bus, but we arrived just in time to see its early departure. We were just as happy to take a taxi again.

Anna shared our birthday dinner for Oksana.  That’s the news from Lake WeBeGone, where the woman of the house remains good looking despite the birthdays.  The children might have been average in earlier times, but the new normal has brought a new average, and I’m happy that they comfortably exceed it.

Graham