As humans, it comes natural to us to try to find the silver lining behind the cloud. I am done looking for the silver lining behind coronavirus/covid. There is one outcome from it though – it has given many of us time to think, reflect, analyse and research the world around us – me included.
I am going to remember what life was like when I was a child and anyone born after 1970/80 will have no idea of my memories as child or how I saw the world. I know there are people with different memories – as you would read in books like “Angela’s Ashes” and there were the Magdalene Laundries and the Industrial Schools and much more – they all still exist in one form another today if you just look close enough. But I going to tell of other things.
I lived through a time when
- there was no television – we had radio and gramaphones that played records.
- Our music, if it was not traditional, came from pirate radio – Radio Caroline or Radio Luxembourg. I remember hearing it was sometimes from a ship out at sea. That was rock n roll or pop music. We had Elvis Presley, Johnny Cash and the Beatles!
- We had dances on a Saturday and Sunday nights in local parish halls or later on the big Dance Halls. That and Sunday mass was where most people met their wives/husbands.
- I remember having a bedside candle, not a bedside light.
- Not everyone could read and not everyone had access to lots of books (I did later) so we went to bed and waited to fall asleep naturally – we mostly dreamed of our futures and what we want to do or be or have. We used our imagination.
- there were no cars – we went to church on Sunday in a Horse & Trap, winter and summer.
- there were no supermarkets – there was a shop several miles away. My aunt would cycle to it once every two weeks or so. My uncle would bring the morning paper on his way from the creamery. He took four big churns of milk from the farm to the local creamery about 3 miles away with a horse and cart. He would also bring grain or flour from the mill when needed by the same way. Now and again an enterprising man would call with a van full of groceries which we could buy from – that was a treat.
- we ate breakfast, dinner ( mid-day) and supper. We did not have snacks in between. The only fruit we knew were apples, plumbs, cherries, rhubarb, gooseberries, blackcurrants – all of which we grew ourselves. Then we had wild blackberries, wild strawberries and mushrooms – all of which were safe to eat because we didn’t have widespread pesticide spraying. We only had ice cream in the summer time if we visited a town or city.
- Weekdays breakfast was a boiled egg, homemade brown or soda bread with butter and jam. We also had black treacle, golden syrup and honey. Dinner was bacon, boiled potatoes and either cabbage or turnip. Supper was a choice of boiled egg, cold bacon and cabbage – from dinner time if left over – on slices of homemade soda bread/butter. Sometimes there was afternoon tea or a cup of tea at night with a slice of rhubarb tart or cake – always homemade. When wild mushrooms were found they were fried for supper – with a dash of tea to make a tasty gravy.
- Sunday breakfast was a fry up of rashers (bacon), sausages, fried egg and a beautiful gravy made by adding tea to the frying pan (no, I don’t remember how to make it, wish I did). Sunday dinner was roast chicken and potatoes – don’t remember the veg. Sunday evening was left overs from dinner and maybe fried sliced potatoes and onions.
- We killed a pig once a year. Neighbours would help each other. Maybe two families would each kill an butcher their pigs together. It was a process that would take a day or two. Most of the meat was put into big barrels of salt for a few weeks/months (I don’t remember) then it would be taken out in chunks and hung up near in a hot press to “cure” – that was the best meat I ever tasted and nobody today can replicate it because it takes time and we are now in any age where everything has to be “instant” The women would take the blood and make black pudding by mixing it with rice and spices. You could not find a pudding today to match it. They also made sausages and what held the meat was the scraped and washed gut. Then there was the tripe/drisheen/Pigs Head and trotters lol! Before you allow this to assault your sense of… whatever.. remember Ireland had terrible famine years in the not too distant past – food was a thing to be respected and never wasted. That was ingrained in us.
- We didn’t have a freezer or a fridge. We had a slab of marble on which to lay food in the coldest area of the house. For some days after the killing of the pig we had porksteak, pork chops, sausages and puddings. When it was gone, it was gone because it would not keep anyway and these parts of the pig were also shared with extended family or friends.
- Farmers didn’t make silage – they made HAY. We had distinct seasons. Summer began in June, we put on our summer dresses and didn’t need to take them off until Sept. Summer was summer with little or no rain. Winter was winter and we had enough snow to build snowmen and have snowball fights. We had clear blue skies unless clouds arrived with rain or snow.
- When it rained we put on wellingtons and raincoats if we needed to go somewhere or do something. If not we sat inside the windows or, if not cold, inside the open doorway – maybe even a stool in the cowshed because it was always warm there if the the cows were in, and we watched the rain falling – it was peaceful. Remember no radio, no phones, no music outside – just nature. We rode the horse and ran when the gander or the cock chased us.
- We hugged and played with dogs and cats and rolled around in the haybarn – they never seemed to have anything we should be afraid of. Never heard of “ticks”.
- Farmers treated their animals with ointments and potions. Vets only appeared if need for something to do with a cow (AI I think)
- Potatoes, apples, beets were harvested and stored. Vegetables were grown according to the season. We harvested seeds from flowers and plants for planting the following year. We had flower gardens.
- We lived in houses made of thick stone walls and thatched roofs with vaulted ceilings. They were warm in winter and cool in summer.
- We didn’t have heated houses. We used hot water bottles in bed and every house had a fireplace in the kitchen – some had another one in the parlour (sitting room)
- We didn’t get sick much and if we did need a doctor, someone went to the local post office, called him and he came.
- Our standard medicine was a spoon of malt for children who were considered not strong or a small glass of stout mixed with hot milk for iron. Aspirin for fever. Headache didn’t seem to be a problem. Homemade hot lemonade made from lemons and orange peels simmered in water with a little added sugar and the lemon juice. If you had a cut you spilled peroxide on it. If you had a thorn you put peroxide on it, burned the top of a needle with a match and took out the thorn, more peroxide. Job done. If you had a blister you did the same with the needle. If you had a boil you put a hot poultice on it until the poison was drawn.
- Sometimes you went to a “healer” for an ointment or something if modern medicine didn’t work – sometimes the healer did the job. I saw that myself with a family member who had rash the doctor could not heal and it kept spreading – the ointment from the healer cleared it.
- We all got chicken pox, measles and german measles, less got the whooping cough, mumps or maybe mouth thrush.
- I am rarely if ever sick now and maybe that is because I grew up in a world where we seldom talked of germs. We had a bath and washed our hair once a week. Other than that (as children) we washed our face, hands every night. We brushed our teeth morning and night. We washed our feet in a basin of water if we got them wet or we noticed they were hot, sweaty or smelly! We washed our hands before every meal. Men on the farm might wash their face also if they had been doing something dusty like piking hay.
- We did not know Autism or Down’s Syndrome. We had some who were regarded as a “bit slow” but they lived the same as we did. We had infant deaths, cot deaths, heart attack/stroke, accidents. I never head the word “cancer”. Most of my family lived to their 80s and 90s.
- We played in the fields and when I lay on the grass I would smell the cowslip flowers – the nearest to that smell now is Christian Dior’s “Diorissimo” – isn’t that sad? We had hedgerows covered in flowers – bluebells, primroses, cowslips, dandelions, wild strawberries, scarlet pimpernel and more. I could pick clover flower and suck the honeydew from it.
- We visited each other’s houses. It was a real treat to be taken out to visit at night to someone’s house where we sat around the fire and listened to stories. They were usually Irish stories and legends. We knew our history not from school but from the old people. We believed in the Ban Sighe who foretold a death ( I heard her). We believed in fairies and leprachauns with their pots of gold at the end of the rainbow. We all know people who had “weird” encounters or experiences like walking home in the dark (flashlights) and hearing their names called or encountering strange dark forms. So nighttime was a little scary but in daylight I remember going looking for the fairys in the fields – being warned to stay off the fairy forts and hoping to find magic stones.
- The “travellers” were more commonly called “tinkers” they could tinker with anything and fix it. They called around to houses and mended the pots and pans. They told our fortunes. They lived in and drove around in coloured wagons pulled by horses.
- I remember my uncle had a shoe last (a form for putting a shoe on while hammering in pins to fix the sole to the shoe. He also had the big needle and the waxed thread and very occasionally I watched him mend a shoe.
I am not going to go through the long contrast of what is life today – we know what it is. Don’t tell me I am giving an idealised memory of life. If it sounds ideal – maybe it was. My point is I remember a time when life was completely different. Looking at the intervening time it seems to me
- the more we came to rely on modern medicine the sicker we have become
- you get a medicine, it has side effects, you develop another ailment, you get a medicine for that, it has side effects, you develop another ailment……and on it goes.
- I have recently come of medicine that stated me on the above trend of medicine – I am better now than I was on the medicines.
- Is it in the interest of Big Pharma to cure us or make us ill – think about that.
- Cancer seems to have taken over the planet – it is an industry that generates millions of jobs and Billions of Dollars. Yet they never seem to announce a cure for much. Bit odd.
- The number of vaccinations we are brainwashed and coerced into injecting into babies and children is horrifying.
- Western media rarely report the genocide in poor countries following vaccinations.
- The EU banned the killing of pigs by farmers. Introduced subsidies to make it more profitable for farmers not to grow food or raise animals. Introduced “hygiene plus track n trace” to make it illegal and impossible for food growers on a small scale to supply shops or restaurants. Now, not only have we lost our receipies, our old ways of doing things, our healthy sources of food. Our food supply is in the hands of big corporations. Meaning they have the power of life and death over us.
- Corporations like Monsanto have taken over our seed supply and corrupted it with GMO’s
- Our governments promote the spraying of cancer causing metals into the atmosphere via Chem Trails. Don’t even try to tell me that chem trails are caused by ordinary air traffic.
- PAYE was introduced to Ireland in 1960 – it is a tax on our work.
- There is a tax on EVERYTHING we do, produce and use. Think about that.
- There is a rapidly increasing difference between the money the ordinary worker takes home at the end of the week and what the “higher ups” take home.
- The richest people in the world have enough money to fix ALL the problems in the planet. Do you actually SEE where any of their “Charity” money ends up? Think carefully about that.
- Every charity you know of…. how much payment do the managers and top people earn? Think about that.
- Are they really giving anything away? Is it just going round through different organisations and people within organisations within organisations?
- Is “charity” from the top earners just a tax dodge?
- How many boards do the top earners sit on? What do they do on those boards? And how much do they earn from “having a seat on the board”?
- What do ALL the politicians do when they leave public office? They sit on boards.
- Have you noticed how every new innovation in government comes down to being a means to squeeze, corral and control us? Basically we are the money generators and they are the collectors and users. Because they are the 1% fishers and we are the farmed fish. It doesn’t matter when we die as long as we leave a few babies behind to continue the system
- The biggest joke (not funny) of all is that the 1% have now come up with the best idea of all. They cream off the most promising of our young people all over the world, scholarship them into programs where they brainwash 99% of them into believing they are doing good for humanity and fast track them into positions in government, industry, technology and business. Then, the 1% of those mis-fortunate “cream of the crop” get fast-tracked into a different world of evil – that is another story.
- We have watched the steady attack on the status of white males in the media and then the push for “equality” for minorities – women/gay/lesbian/transgender/migrants/coloured/disabled. I am all for that. Except now it has gone too far. It is now the native born white male/females who appear to be in the minority. None of this is real. It is all media driven and political driven. It is time to wake up to what is pushed on us. Pushed on us BECAUSE we are intrinsically human and kind. However, you do know the story of the woman who took the tired snake into her house? He turned around and bit her – he told her “but you knew I was a snake BEFORE you took me in”.
At the end of my musings on life as it was versus life as it is I come to the conclusion we have, unwittingly, become like farmed animals. Our function is to work and produce. We are being desensitized to the needs of those around us – first it was those in far-away wars, now it is those near us.
Dehumanisation is well underway. The control the 1% have on the planet is frightening – that is the real 2020 virus. Their last step on the game is to mask us, social distance us, isolate us, kill off the elderly, sick, weak and disabled. As we turn away from what is happening, as we refuse to really look at those giving the orders, we are losing our very souls. It is the end of the world, as we have known it. Those who remain at the end of this will be micro-chipped, cash will be no more. The chip will communicate your daily orders to you via your phone. The chip will ready your vital body stats. The chip will turn your money supply aka your food supply on or off. We will no longer be human – we will be trans-human. The term they are using is Human 2.0
Oh – I almost forgot – you need to start looking at who are really 100% and who are really 100% women in places of power. If you are not an alcoholic – I advise having stiff whiskey first. And then ask yourself “What the fuck is that all about?” Start with OBAMAS, NZ, UK – Forget invasion of the body snatchers! This is something even more weird. Stay tuned.
What do you want? Open your eyes before it is too late. My eyes are open and I hope for a miracle to turn all this on it’s ear.