“You have to let me kill my baby!”
The Karens are hysterical. Again.
Because, “Abortion is a constitutional right!”
In the latest and greatest psyop, a “leaked” Supreme Court opinion has been published which indicates Trump’s extremist bench of judges is about to strike down the legal precedent set by Roe v. Wade in 1973 that, to this day, enables them to carry out their values of convenience and population control – in the name of Planned Parenthood.
And it’s statists’ worst nightmare. Okay, not quite on par with having to bare their naked face in an airplane cabin, or inadvertently socializing with an anti-jabber, but definitely a close third.
Don’t you just love hearing “my body, my choice” again after two years of trying to force masks and jabs on us?
Oh yeah, I forget. It didn’t apply to the lethal injection or the muzzle, because… saving lives!
The Hypocrisy Is Mindboggling
Same with the horse drug meltdown. After the insane Ivermectin freakout during the plandemic, a legitimate drug that is regularly prescribed by doctors as an antiparasitic, people are now pushing for actual horse meds for DIY chemical abortions.
In a nutshell:
BAAHD! YOUR body, MY rights when it’s about saaaaaving lives!
GOOD! MY body, MY right when it comes to killing the unborn
BAAHD! Taking horse medicine to prevent and/or cure the covaids
GOOD! Taking horse medicine to induce DIY abortions
Enter the Big But(t)
No, I’m not talking about Agustin Carstens, the Esteemed Leader Of The Bank for International Settlements (BIS), who might or might not eat Japan’s debt come the end of Shemitah…
I am referring to the ‘Big But’ that even the newest psyop isn’t enough to divert the attention from the looming food crisis that’s staring the world in the face – now with a 6-month timeline, courtesy of your friendly local globalists.
That’s right folks, in a few months you’ll be eating Xi bugs and starring in Xi Hunger Games and possibly dying from the pinhead virus. Competing with Kill Gate’s killer mosquitos for a bit of blood protein.
Better not throw out those hazmat suits and face diapers yet!
And, go right on “saving” fiat currency; let’s see the Fed print up some bug-burgers and fries. At least the World’s Central Bank printing machines will make sure you don’t run out of toilet paper…
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