No link, because I really think less publicity for this is better, but you can find it if you look...Karen Kingston, one of the "whistleblowers" working on issues other than glyphosate in the CHD network, has claimed that somebody's trying to "hunt her down" and kill her. She looks hunted, all right. You don't get bags that size under your eyes by losing one or two nights' sleep.
She has some reason--Karen Kingston is not a person who says things without a reason--for thinking Dr. Robert Malone is in charge of the "hunt."
Is that the sort of thing he does? Read his book. I don't believe it. I don't think Dr. Malone writes like a person who would have people murdered. I don't believe that, if he did, he'd go after fellow CHD'ers when there's Pfizer and Bayer and Merck and Lilly and Moderna. And I will never believe that, if Dr. Malone were hypocritical enough to want to have some nonviolent younger person murdered over some petty disagreement, he'd be amateurish enough that that person would guess he was doing it.
No. Kingston has done straightforward research so long and so well--I understand this, I have tendencies in that direction too--that she's overlooking the first rule of harassment.
Whether you're just trying to play pranks that distract the teacher from boring old math lessons, or you seriously want someone dead, the first rule of personal harassment is to make it look as if someone else--the more improbable, the better--is doing it.
So, for instance, if you're my demon-possessed third cousin who covets my little house and orchard, you would not say "Hello, my name is Sicky McGoon and I'm going to saw through the water pipe below Priscilla King's bathroom sink tonight." Not to me; not to the general public; not to your wife. You would say to your wife, perhaps, "I'm going to an electronics fair in Atlanta. I'll be back late tonight, about four o'clock in the morning." Then you would go somewhere, as it might be up in the woods behind my house where any of our mutual relatives who saw you would think you were just hunting, and lay low for a few hours. Might even take a pistol and a game bag; might even bag a squirrel. And then at three o'clock in the morning you'd sneak into my cellar, reach up around the pipe and turn the water on full blast, and saw through the pipe in the cellar. And then you'd puton dry clothes and go home, maybe tell your wife you had to change a tire by way of explanation for any dirt stuck to you, and enjoy a good long lie-in next morning. Then people would be saying, "Somebody sneaked into Priscilla King's basement and sawed through the water line below the bathroom sink," and you'd look interested, in a cousinly way. "What had she done, told those teenagers down the road not to pick her raspberries? Or there's poor old Joe Blow--everybody knows he's lost his marbles--maybe he thought that'd be funny. Maybe he was trying to get her attention." That's how my Professional Bad Neighbor got away with harassing me, and everyone else in the neighborhood, back when he had a wife. People knew that some people they'd heard accused hadn't done the stupid pranks that had been done, but they didn't know who had. Only after all the teenagers had gone to college, and all the senile and feeble-minded suspects were dead, did anyone start to think that a full-grown man who had a job might have been doing this stuff.
If you're either a murderer or a corporate goon who wants to discredit a whistleblower, you wouldn't say a word. You'd set up evidence that would make it look as if somebody like Kingston had done some detective work and found this evidence implicating somebody like Malone.
Most murderers don't leave evidence at all. They don't make it obvious that they're "hunting." They don't harass the people they intend to murder. They just shoot. Or drive a car into. Or whatever.
Most people who harass whistleblowers with the suggestion that someone is trying to kill those whistleblowers really just want either to intimidate the whistleblowers into silence or, failing that, to make them look stupid, paranoid...unreliable. "Kingston says our product is harmful bit Kingston, a-ha, a-ha, also thought Malone was trying to kill her."
Kingston made a video pleading for Malone or Robert Kennedy to call off the CIA, for pity's sake. For Kennedy...I don't even want to go into the implications. In the video she has not bags but footlocker trunks under her eyes, she's sweating in some sort of undershirt that makes it obvious that she needs a bra, and she's pleading, "They spray the water..."
Karen Kingston, I absolutely do believe that "they" spray open water in Mexico, and that there may be people who could be as miserable as you obviously have bee from drinking water contaminated with some insecticide or other. That is one of the things that could possibly be happening. Whover's been harassing you wouldn't even need to be doing it. From an enemy's point of view that'd be gravy, like, synchronicity, serendipity. Your enemy intimidates you into going to Mexico and then you get really, really sick, maybe not even from drinking but from washing your face in poisoned water. Heh-heh.
But please give the merry lads in Langley their due credit. If you had run afoul of some sort of personal problem with Robert Malone and his Virginia connections, and you ever for a moment were allowed to suspect that anybody was stalking you, the visible evidence would all point to some other unlikely suspect. I don't know. Anybody else you might have disagreed with. Maybe even someone at Pfizer.
Malone is down around #2000 on any listo of people who might be trying to kill you, Kingston, because you found some sort of evidence that seemed to implicate Malone.
If a crazy hillbilly who's obsessed with acquiring a mostly dead orchard has enough sense to plant bright red hairs just like another neighbor's on the scene where he failed to obliterate his own much smaller footprints, you can be sure that anybody who has a realistic intention either to kill or to discredit you would have enough sense to plant evidence implicating somebody like Malone or Kennedy--somebody who wants nothing less, right now, than a scandal involving a former colleague who'd disagreed with one of them.
Your worst enemy might be your own exaggerated suspicions of people who may have tried to censor you but never dreamed of anything worse, coinciding with a bad chemical reaction, Kingston. Or it might be someone at a corporation on which you've blown the whistle. It is not anyone as close to Kennedy as Robert Malone.
Even though both Malone and Kennedy may well be having the emotion reaction that goes "Oh that Kingston, I could strangle her" right now, they didn't do it. Didn't tell anyone else to do it, either.
Come back to the States, for the reasons the Brighteon guys mentioned, or at least Canada, where you wouldn't look conspicuous and could find True Green allies. Drink some clean water. Get some sleep. You will then agree, Karen Kingston, that if anyone is hunting you it is not Robert Malone.
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