The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, A Review

This brought tears to my eyes. I am turning into a weeping willow. For the love of !!!!

Whispers of a Womanist

The story of Henrietta Lacks is the narrative of black femininity. Lacks mirrors the exposed and dismembered Saartje Baartman in life and death exploitation, embodying the dehumanization and carelessness faced by countless black female bodies in traditional and contemporary settings.

Yet, to some, the book The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks is a resounding work of non-fiction that reveals a hidden truth. However, this read proves challenging in the ambivalence it provokes. On one hand, the book paints a portrait all too familiar to the black collective. It validates  theories that have blossomed in our minds, homes and communities for centuries, stories commonly labeled “crazed conspiracy theories.”  Simultaneously, The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks seizes a prevalent story from the black collective and renders it an American secret. The film proved equally as problematic, to the extent that I was unaware if the hot tears that stained my cheeks…

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Could Birth Control Pills Make You Feel Bad?

Could birth control pills make you feel bad, MEN? Yeah! We ALL know the answer to that! No birth control pill is ever aimed at the males because men would have us believe that women are solely responsible for getting themselves pregnant!

Chow down on this one!

The Most Revolutionary Act

It’s Not in Your Head: Your Birth Control Pills Might Be Making You Feel Crappy

A new study found that oral contraceptives lowered women’s quality of life. The average decrease was small, but for certain women the effects could be significant, researchers say.

2017 Study Abstract

Objective
To determine whether there is a causal effect of oral contraceptive (OC) treatment on general well-being and depressed mood in healthy women.

Design
Double-blind, randomized, and placebo-controlled trial.

Setting
University hospital.

Patient(s)
Three hundred and forty healthy women aged 18–35 years randomized to treatment, of whom 332 completed the data collection at follow-up evaluation.

Intervention(s)
A combined OC (150 μg levonorgestrel and 30 μg ethinylestradiol) or placebo for 3 months of treatment.

Main Outcome Measure(s)
Primary outcome measures: global score of Psychological General Well-Being Index (PGWBI) and the Beck Depression Inventory (BDI); secondary outcome measures: six separate dimensions of the PGWBI.

Result(s)
The OC…

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War, The Birth Of Death!

I was born old with the sounds of war
roaring through my head
and of scenes depicting
the fact that I am dead.

I am as old as war,
never to know peace
only sorrow, pain
and a cease fire that will not cease.

Brought forth in death
by man’s insatiable desire
to kill for profit and for pain
and war is my sire.

Though I may not have lines
or wrinkles on my forehead
nevertheless, I am old,
too old to live and so I die, instead.

War, the birth of death;
 for youth is drained and tired
but must fight to die;
as war’s bitter taste is acquired.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

And so it goes, our children are born but why? They are born, dead for their bodies are mere pawns in wars, moved here and there on the chessboard of war, driven to war by war hawks and warmongers whose children grow rich and fat off the sacrifices of our children who are bred for their wars. We willingly give our children to be adopted by the warmongers and then we host parades praising them for taking our children and making them dead and/or old beyond their years. The voices in their heads, never leaving them even if they leave the battlefield and if they come back to us, it is in name only, for they are already dead since war is the birth of death.

An Ice Cream Truck

Just before the sun went down,
I heard the jingle from an ice cream truck.
Here, it is business as usual,
but in Afghanistan, a bomb just struck.

Tomorrow, the ice cream truck
will make its way down my tree-lined street.
But over in bomb-struck Syria,
little children have no bread to eat.

The next day, the ice cream truck
will once again offer cold, creamy treats
while we wait to hear from Donald Trump
about North Korea via his stupid tweets.

Another day, another ice cream truck;
an absurdity in a world at war.
 It would seem to be quite laughable,
but I just cry til I can’t no more.

I’d send you an ice cream truck,
if I thought it would do you any good,
but when you’re fleeing a war torn land
there’s only debris where homes once stood.

One day, that ice cream truck
will drive down my street no more.
We’ll have killed those across the sea
and on our own, we will then wage war.

That day will surely come,
since war is all we know.
And though we killed you first,
where you went, we too shall go.

So to those who lust for war,
and who gloat over all we’ve killed,
the treats in an ice cream truck
are not as cold as your heart so chilled.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

At around 8:00pm, the ice cream truck jingles its way down my street and I look out down the street and the children are gathering in front of it with their money in hand which they exchange for cold, creamy treats. I cannot help but think of the children in Syria, Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya and Yemen who have been killed by bombs dropped on them by our government via the U.S. military. I cannot wrap my head around the fact that soldiers, who have children, can send missiles to foreign lands knowing that there is no way to hit only fixed targets since we all know that ‘collateral damage’ is inevitable in military operations and that they are killing children while expecting only ‘ice cream truck’ experiences for their own. Their children are never to be ‘collateral damage’, otherwise known as the unintended casualties of war. I am sure that the ‘unintended casualties’ of war are most glad to know that they were mortally wounded, accidental like by America’s soldiers who want only ice cream truck encounters for their children. I am sure that those who were blown to bits died knowing that they were just in the way; in the wrong place at the wrong time. There will be no ice cream truck rolling down the street offering them cold, creamy treats; just body bags for those who are more than just bits and pieces.

But here in America, the ice cream trucks are still rolling down our streets, inviting our children to come and pick their favorite cold treat and go happily back to their yards to play while those in Syria, Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya and Yemen are praying that the bombing will stop, wishing that they still had homes to go to, trying to remember what it felt like to play and certainly are not hearing the jingle of an ice cream truck as it makes its way down a tree-lined street on a quiet evening inviting them to partake of its cold delights.

I am going to keep this one civil even though I am seething and ready to spontaneously combust over the fact that all is quiet here and there is only the echo of the jingle from an ice cream truck and I cannot know or appreciate the hell that those in foreign lands are being put through thanks to those who are hell bent on making it a fact that this world will never know peace. Oh, the absurdity of an ice cream truck!

Bomb This Hellhole To Bits!

Not one American was gassed
And so America bombed Syria because..
 Well, these things just should not be done.
After all, there are international laws.

What applies to America is unique.
There are none so exceptional as we
who were not gassed by no terrorists we trained,
but we still bombed a foreign country.

Some things just make no sense at all.
America refused Syria’s refugees
who were escaping a war torn land
brought on by our own tragedies.

Now let’s turn this all around.
Did America not gas the Iraqis?
And it was okay when we gassed the Vietnamese
and then say, “We are better than the Nazis.”

Tell that to the dead Vietnamese.
 Or have you forgotten all about Napalm?
Our selective amnesia is telling
when we can forget about a Napalm bomb.

White phosphorous, the Iraqis will never forget.
How can they when we are still there?
We bombed them over a big ass lie
since those WMDs are where?

Hiroshima and Nagasaki were cities
bombed by the US of A.
How many people did we kill?
And we still think that was okay!

We are all American dogs
who drool and piss and shit
on a planet of people at will
and we all deserve a direct hit!

So China, Iran and North Korea,
Russia and even Bangladesh
bomb this hellhole to bits!
Maybe this world can then start, afresh!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

Unfortunately, I shall not get my wish that Russia, Iran, North Korea and China will blow this hellhole to kingdom come, but I can still keep hope alive.

So, Donald Trump has initiated what amounts to déjà vu because didn’t we go over this already about Assad using sarin gas during Obama’s reign? And what happened? It was found that the Assad government did not gas their own people, the rebels that America’s CIA trained did that, but even so, Russia stepped in and helped to broker a deal that relieved the Assad government of any chemical weapons it may have had and yet, here we are again. Donald Trump is just so disturbed at the thought of little children getting gassed that he just could not contain himself and so sent 59 missiles to do what? Kill more innocent little children? Because that is what happened, isn’t it? Civilians were killed by those U.S. missiles and so where is the outrage from Trump about that?

That no good bastard is not even outraged that the U. S. Department of Justice issued a scathing report on Baltimore’s police force due to the fact of rampant and systemic excessive use of force and police brutality against a majority Black city. In fact, Attorney General, Jeff Sessions stated that, “the consent decree would keep the KKKops from doing their job of continuing to brutalize, racial profile and fuck up Black folks on a regular basis just ’cause they should!”

And here we have all these pasty-faced motherfuckers just declaring how horrid it is for Assad to gas his own people when these same pasty-faced assholes would rather see me dead just because my skin tone is dark. Don’t that fucking beat all? Talk about this shithole drowning in hypocrisy, America is the very definition of hypocrisy from one end of this cesspool of corruption to the other. And here we sit, biting our nails and hoping there’s to be no draft. My post titled, “The Draft Is Being Reinstituted On January 1st, 2016! is the number one post because you scared ass pieces of whiny assed exceptionally brain dead cretins are shaking in your cowboy boots and wife beaters over the possibility of you having to get up off your fat ass and get it handed to you by the Russians and the Chinese. You don’t have to worry about being drafted because you’re fucking useless, what with a needle stuck in your damn arm loaded with heroin and who knows what the hell else. Your fat ass can’t even fit in the cockpit of a fighter jet because you’re too damn lazy to even get up off the couch and turn the channel on the TV. The only thing you’re good for is nothing! Ain’t no use for you whatsoever. So quite actually, if a bomb was to land squarely in your fucking living room, it’d be doing you a favor by sending you to meet your fairytale maker sitting up in the sky waiting to receive your worthless ass, or so says your slimy piece of shit reverend; the snake oil selling bastard! Yeah, a bomb would quite actually be good for you because it’d put you out of your sorry ass misery. I wish they would send a bomb up the ass of every single piece of American filth and think I don’t mean that, you sorry ass filthy fuckers!

I Remember……

I remember a time when we liked someone,
we told them so to their face.
Nowadays, we ‘like’ someone on Facebook
since we will never, ever go over to their place.

I remember when children played outside
until the street lights came on.
Nowadays, the streets are empty
because our children have a smartphone.

I remember when you met the one you love
while squeezing fruit in a grocery store.
Nowadays, you sign up for a dating site
and wait to get a compatibility score.

I remember when there was no obesity epidemic
because healthy meals were cooked at home.
Nowadays, mom and dad are working late
and so the kids have come down with ‘McDonalds and Burger King syndrome’.

I remember when bicycles and hula hoops were all the rage
and children swam, played kickball and jumped rope.
Nowadays, our children are sexting and texting
and are missing or failing in school and on dope.

I remember when I did not have to be nostalgic for the good ole days
because the good ole days were the days I grew up in.
Nowadays, I look around and I cry and I don’t know who for,
for me or for those whose life is about to begin?

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

I cry for me! I take a look around and I can only shake my head and sigh over how far we have come the wrong way. Technology will be the death of us and we refuse to see it. This is why I don’t blog much anymore. I am out trying to ‘live’ as opposed to being caught up in this ‘virtual’ reality. For decades, I managed to live without smartphones, laptops, PCs, Wi-Fi hotspots, microwave ovens, Wii, HDTVs and the like and I was all the better for it. I lived simply and did not covet everything I saw and again, I was all the better for it. Our values, morals, decency and principles flew out the window, decades ago when we hardened our hearts and turned to spewing hate at each other through these devices that we think we can’t live without. I bet most of you cannot even turn your laptop or your smartphone off for 24 hours. You just can’t do it. What does that say for you? Not much, I’m afraid. Do you know how much of your life you’ve given over to these devices? You say, “I’m going to take a road trip and get away from it all!” And yet, what do you do, you film the whole thing as it’s happening and either live stream it or post the whole thing on Facebook and ask for ‘likes’. You’re the only one who needs to ‘like’ it. Can’t let go of these devices even when you claim you are stepping away from it all. How sad is that?

For those of you who were alive before the internet was ‘born’ and before smartphones became all the rage, did you feel that you were missing something? Did you take trips and do you have mementos of those trips? Sure you do and you waited until you got back, took the film to the store and had it developed and now it is in a family album. My mother has family albums full of pictures of all the things we did. And we managed to get pictures of ourselves without the need of a ‘selfie’ stick. Imagine that! We are all a bunch of sad ass wimps because we are nothing like the people who have mostly passed on. They were the lucky ones because they never had to see this foolishness; this utter stupidity that we relish and spread. And we have the nerve to think that we are more advanced when we have done nothing more than embrace our own demise. Tell me. How healthy are you? You can’t be all that healthy when all you do is sit somewhere facing a computer at work and at home and en route. No one was causing an accident because they were busy texting. Did you hear of the horrible bus/truck crash in Texas? The driver of the truck is reported to have been texting while driving and caused the death of thirteen innocent people coming from a church retreat. Like I said, so-called ‘technology’ will be the death of us and so it was for those thirteen innocent people killed on a Texas road. I was a victim of a texting driver and I am still suffering tremendously and all she got was a $150 fine for failure to drive with due care. What will this 20-year old get for killing thirteen innocent people? A bigger fine? He says he’s sorry. Yep! That’ll bring those folks back to life and give them back to their loved ones. For the love of!!!!!

Witness: Driver in crash admitted texting before collision that killed 13

HOUSTON (AP) — The driver of a pickup truck that collided with a church minibus in rural Texas, killing 13 people, apologized after the crash and acknowledged he had been texting while driving, a witness said Friday.

Jody Kuchler told The Associated Press he was driving behind the truck and had seen it moving erratically prior to the Wednesday collision on a two-lane road about 75 miles west of San Antonio, near the town of Concan. Kuchler said the truck had crossed the center line several times while he followed it.

“He said, ‘I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I was texting.’ I said, ‘Son, do you know what you just did?’ He said, ‘I’m sorry. I’m sorry,’” Kuchler recalled.

He’s sorry? We’re ALL sorry and getting sorrier by the minute!

The Adversary

Like Peter says, “I am your adversary, ‘humans’. And I use the term loosely, extremely loosely because it don’t f’ng fit! ‘Humans’, my @$$!!!

Crows Head Soup

The examination of Job, Satan pours on the plagues of Job, by William Blake. Illustration was made c. 1821. The examination of Job, Satan pours on the plagues of Job, by William Blake. Illustration was made c. 1821. Public Domain

The Adversary

In a comment to an article, someone wrote (the same trite nonsense people often say to animal activists) that we should do more for our species than animals. Oh, they of little understanding, exasperating. My reply, “You don’t get, do you? I’m not on your side.”

I am the opposition. The enemy, the adversary of humanity.

And do you know why? Well, I’ll tell you why.

Because…

People start wars. But that’s the least of it. The result of their moral turmoil.

People are liars, cheaters, thieves, and cutthroats.

People are rapists, thugs, murderers, pervs and child abusers.

People are opportunists of no ethical conscience.

People enslave and destroy one another, the animals, and the earth.

People pit earthling against earthling in life to death battles:…

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…And On The Bright Side…

 

uh…wait a minute, there is no bright side. Or is there?

Drugs are killing so many people in Ohio that cold-storage trailers are being used as morgues

Rick Walters, an investigator for the Stark County coroner’s office, had just left for two death scenes: a suicide and an overdose.

From the road, he called the director of the Ohio Emergency Management Agency to ask for help. He needed more space, he explained — specifically, a cold-storage trailer to act as an overflow morgue.

As with much of the United States, Ohio is in the throes of a heroin and opioid epidemic that shows no signs of abating.

The Friday afternoon request for a cold-storage trailer highlights the epidemic ravaging the state.

So, what is causing the outrageous statistics of death by overdose? What is so wrong with Americans that they are overdosing by the thousands? It has been stated that the overwhelmingly huge numbers of ‘white’ patients who have been prescribed opioids for their physical pain has caused them to develop a habit for which they cannot obtain enough ‘legal’ prescriptions to satisfy and so therefore, they are now running to the corner drug dealer even in rural America. How many Black drug dealers are on Becky and Sarah Lane in Klan Bluff, Kentucky or in Hoity Toity City, Maine? Yeah! Slow your roll! So, blame this epidemic on the pale-skinned variety because you own it. And if you want to try the ‘white’ drug dealer for murder because Becky and Sarah overdosed to death, then start with America’s military whores and the warmongers who they work for because they sent them into Afghanistan to protect that poppy plant that when harvested is given a free plane ride right to the states and straight into the hands of Sarah, Becky, Scott and William and now, their corpses are all lying in trailers awaiting autopsies that will tell us what we already know; they died from an overdose of heroin and other drugs like benzodiazepines and don’t forget, alcohol.

Bakersfield lies in the heart of Kern County, a vast sprawl of lush cropland in California’s Central Valley. Here, accidental overdoses among white women have tripled since 1999, according to federal health data, and suicides have doubled.

The death toll has alarmed health-care workers like Eggert and given rise to a loose network of therapists, nurses, pastors and drug counselors struggling to understand a generation of women overwhelmed by modern life and undone by modern medicine.

Wow! ‘White’ women are dying because they are overwhelmed by ‘modern life and undone by modern medicine’. But what does that mean? Does it mean that ‘white’ women are dying because they have the ability to live in a ‘vast sprawl of lush cropland in California’ and so cannot deal with that ‘hood’ type of environment since it is just too horrific for words? Are ‘white’ women ACCIDENTALLY overdosing to death because ‘white’ doctors are seeing to it that their ‘white’ female patients are given enough prescription opioids to kill them? Your own ‘kind’ is wiping you out while you are somewhere wailing and moaning and gnashing your teeth and all set to blame the ‘Black’ corner drug dealer when it is not the ‘Black’ corner drug dealer that’s getting your ass hooked on opioids in the first place. But you won’t lay the blame where it belongs. It cannot be another ‘white’ person that has given you the means to your end; it has always got to be a ‘Black’ person who is to blame for your ACCIDENTAL overdose. No, it’s not because how do you think that opium that you are ACCIDENTALLY overdosing on gets into this country? And how many ‘Black’ corner drug dealers do you know who own boats and planes to ship that shit into this country? No indeed, your ‘white’ counterparts don’t get off that easily. They are why you’re able to get your hands on enough drugs to get a tag placed on your toe inside a trailer morgue, your drug epidemic is so bad.

So, you’ve got sciatic nerve pain and you cannot take the pain? You went to your ‘white’ doctor and got a prescription for that pain and now that the focus is on those bad, bad opioids, your doctor has been instructed to reduce the number of pills you get and to reduce the strength of those pills and so now, you’ve got to look around to find something else to supplement what you’ve now lost? Heroin time! And now, it’s a needle in the arm for you and OOPS! ACCIDENTAL overdose! Now, let’s blame the ‘Black boogeyman drug dealer’ AGAIN! Nope! Not this time, ya don’t. You get to blame one of your own. Again, you own this!

And next, we have this!

Drugs are killing so many people in West Virginia that the state can’t keep up with the funerals

Deaths in West Virginia have overwhelmed a state program providing burial assistance for needy families for at least the fifth year in a row, causing the program to be nearly out of money four months before the end of the fiscal year, according to the state’s Department of Health and Human Resources (DHHR). Funeral directors in West Virginia say the state’s drug overdose epidemic, the worst in the nation, is partly to blame.

So, is it ‘Black’ drug dealers providing ‘white’ West Virginians with the cause of their demise[heroin]? Let me see. There are 1,739,988 ‘whites’ in West Virginia making up 93% of West Virginia’s total population and there are 63,124 Black folks living in West Virginia and so are we then to believe that a mere 3% of the population of West Virginia is responsible for the epidemic of drug overdoses of mostly ‘white’ West Virginians? Methinks not! So don’t even go there. And now, who would be responsible for this besides those who take the drugs and overdose on them? Your friendly neighborhood pharmacist who is just filling the prescriptions of the doctors of these patients who overdosed? Or could it initially start with the means to which the doctors could actually write out a prescription for opioids thanks to the fact of those military whores stationed over in Afghanistan protecting those poppy fields and giving poppy plants when harvested, a free plane ride here with the blessings of your government, Americans? Uh..that would be the answer. There is much blame to go around, but the blame certainly cannot be laid squarely at the feet of the ever so put upon ‘Black bogeyman corner drug dealer’.

‘White’ folks, you’d better wake up and smell the reasons for your addictions. While your counterparts have been studying and experimenting on Black people for hundreds of years, they have neglected your ass and now the hand wringing and gnashing of teeth is all the rage because they just did not see this most horrible of all epidemics coming; that of suburban, rural and city ‘white’ America succumbing to the lure and temptation of opioid addiction. No one saw your isolation amongst ‘lush cropland in California’ and near coalmines in West Virginia and in the back hills of Kentucky. It was just taken for granted that you were just loving life seeing as how you had every reason, what with your ‘white privilege’ and all to shield you from everything but drug addiction.

Every day, there is yet another news article on the ordeal that ‘whites’ are going through thanks to opioids. What the hell??!!! Has not the ‘War on Drugs’ been waged since the 70s and so why are we now looking at, not an end to this ‘drug war’, but instead, we are looking at a ramped up and seemingly endless epidemic of drug-related suicides and ACCIDENTAL overdose deaths of ‘whites’? Why? Because the ‘War on Drugs’ was a war on Black people and now karma is a bitch, ain’t she? Thank you KARMA!

And the ‘good’ news just keeps on coming ‘on the bright side’.

The prospect of a Payless bankruptcy is just the last bad news to buffet the retail world. Stores like The Sports Authority, American Apparel, Aéropostale, Wet Seal and PacSun are among the retailers to have filed for bankruptcy protection in the last two years, with some liquidating altogether. On Tuesday, Sears Holdings (shld, +3.79%) admitted there is ‘substantial doubt’ it can stay in business.

Those great paying jobs at Payless, Sears, Kmart, Wet Seal, Abercrombie & Fitch, JC Penney, Crocs, Guess, bebe and the list is endless are going, going almost gone and of course this means more despondency and an even greater need to dull the pain and so grab some more opioids; that’ll make you feel better as it dulls the senses and lulls one into a false sense of ‘all is well’, that is, until it wears off and back to the doctor ‘white’ drug dealer, you go.

Let us not forget the ‘good’ news of Donald Trump’s promise of ‘more great paying jobs for Americans’. Well, Trump, where are they? Because it does not look as though those ‘great’ paying jobs will be in retail. And it certainly does not appear as if many of Trump’s supporters will even be around in four years to vote him back in seeing as how it doesn’t even feel good to PAYLESS. The only person who is getting paid is the pharmacist and ‘white’ drug dealer on Becky and Sarah Lane in Coal Mine, West Virginia. The only persons who are getting paid are the military whores who are stationed in Afghanistan guarding those poppy fields to make sure that opium gets safely to America. Fight the Taliban? What Taliban? There’s opium in dem dar fields, doncha know!

Everybody had enough ‘good’ news for one day ‘on the bright side’? Yeah! That’s what I thought!

And before I forget, let me just finish with this little gem!

For whites across America, deaths of despair are rising

For many white Americans without a college degree, life in America has devolved in a few short decades from one that offered ample economic opportunity into a socioeconomic dead end

That’s according to new research from Princeton economists Anne Case and Nobel Prize-winner Angus Deaton, who grabbed headlines in 2015 with their finding that the death rate for middle-aged white Americans had sharply risen. The new research adds color to their earlier findings, helping to explain what’s driving mortality rates for less educated whites beyond that of blacks and their counterparts in other developed countries. 

Spin it any way you like, but the fact of the matter is, even college-educated ‘whites’ are in despair since many of them are still waiting tables years after having earned a college degree. Many are janitors and are selling shoes in Payless Stores, while they’re still open, that is. So yes indeed, the chickens are coming home to roost and about time, I say! And if I don’t seem one bit upset about all of this, it is because I am not one bit upset about all of this! You thought your ‘white privilege’ would shield you from drug overdose suicides and from the pink slips dished up by a fucked up economy? Not anymore. Your own kind has now made it a fact that you are privileged to die with a needle in your arm thanks to their giving you the means to your own end while they blame everyone else for fucking you up. But you thought that Donald Trump was going to ride in on his white steed and save the day for you? Is it happening yet? Let me know when it does and I will be more than happy to add it to more ‘good’ news ‘on the bright side’!

The Worst Retail Cataclysm Ever: Sears Warns It Is On The Verge Of Collapse As Payless Prepares To File For Bankruptcy

Anyone with two eyes could see this coming and it could not happen to a more deserving bunch of ‘exceptionally’ brain dead idiots. We have stood silently by while this country’s politicians and warmongers wreaked havoc all across the globe and we did not think that the shit hitting the fan for others would ever fly back in our faces? Well, it shall and I for one, am glad that we are finally going to get our comeuppance. It is long overdue!

Rents are skyrocketing, student loan debt is enormous. Homeless tent cities are forming daily. People have no healthcare and are dying in the streets and we are supposed to be shopping? Seriously???!! The only shopping that’s getting done is shopping at the corner drug dealer’s market to dull the pain of depression, hopelessness and fear. This Titanic is finally sinking. Good riddance!

Tales from the Conspiratum

Source: The Worst Retail Cataclysm Ever: Sears Warns It Is On The Verge Of Collapse As Payless Prepares To File For Bankruptcy

With permission from

theeconomiccollapseblog.com

 

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More than 3,500 retail stores are going to close all across America over the next few months as the worst retail downturn in U.S. history gets even deeper.  Earlier this week, Sears shocked the world when it announced that there is “substantial doubt” that the company will be able to “continue as a going concern” much longer.  In other words, Sears has announced that it is on the verge of imminent collapse.  Meanwhile, Payless stunned the retail industry when it came out that they are preparing to file for bankruptcy.  The “retail apocalypse” that I have been warning about is greatly accelerating, and many believe that this is one of the early warning signs…

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19 Nurses Went Vegan For 21 Days. Here Are The 7 Changes They Reported…

Why not do as these nurses did and at least go vegan for 21 days and see the benefits for yourself. You say you hate Big Pharma? Prove it! And see if you don’t eventually tell Big Pharma to kiss your ass! You won’t need cholesterol pills and high blood pressure pills and ………

Tales from the Conspiratum

Source: 19 Nurses Went Vegan For 21 Days. Here Are The 7 Changes They Reported… – True Activist

trueactivist.com

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By now, one has likely heard that a plant-based diet that is rich in fruits, vegetables, nuts, seeds, and whole grains can benefit a number of modern-day afflictions while at the same time helping people attain a balanced weight and experience more energy. A review published in the Journal of the Academy of Nutrition supports this. Reportedly, a vegan diet (devoid of all animal products) can be credited with reducing the risk of type 2 diabetes by 62%, reducing the risk of death or a hospitalization from a heart attack by 32%, and reducing the risk of developing…

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