The Dick Van Dyke Show

In an attempt to enjoy some good old fashioned television viewing, I clicked on the Dick Van Dyke Show, starring Van Dyke, and Mary Tyler Moore. Within the first twenty seconds of Episode 1, a virus was mentioned. 

Brring Brring Brring, the phone rings on the wall

Hello. Why are you sending him home? Does Ellen have a temperature? Oh that's not much. Ya. Richie just came in. Oh come on Dot. You know me better than that. If Richie comes down with something I'll blame a virus not Ellen. 

Dear reader, are there demons hiding around every corner and bush, or is it possible, that they are the very virus, that has infected the thinking of viewers for decades, written into scripts to transmit to the masses, and go viral? 

Programming, or in other words, propagandizing, is what television is all about. At the risk of insulting you and coming off as being rude, I ask: When was the last time you read a book, and actually finished it? Do books figure into your life, or are they dead things that do not hold any appeal for you? Do you prefer animation via videos and movies, over imagination cultivated and cultured, when your mind soaks in descriptive scenes and scenarios in writing? 

I have considered the word viral a lot these past few years, and what it really means. Sometimes when I feel like relaxing and being entertained, I will try, as I did recently, to watch an old fashioned, hopefully morally sound, situation comedy. Alas, just as modern day productions are soaked in obvious medical mischief, it is evident that the shows of old, are the forerunners for converting brains to a state of perpetual fear, with their slick insinuations, that viruses are presently lurking. 

Is it any wonder that the majority of the senior citizens among us, have done all that their general practitioner doctors have told them to do, including getting every kind of injection brought to bear on a saturated medical market. Yes, Mam, yes Sir, give me the shots, or whatever medicine you deem necessary, to keep me alive and well. All the yes people raised more yes people; all told, we have entire families that put their trust in strangers that call themselves medical professionals, that they see infrequently, but somehow have intimate influential sway in their personal and physical well-being and health. Television is the most heinous of groomers, preparing prey for sneak attacks on their bodies and souls, without the viewing audience suspecting a thing. 

Fast forward to our current plight, dear reader. Human mongrels have appropriated minds, and hearts, health, personal and private property, for goodness sakes, and all via suggestions repeatedly aired over decades. Some people spend ten to twelve hours on their devices daily, and none of these hours are working time, but merely, passing the time... it is a slow death, a waste of humanity I tell you. 

I am no longer shocked when I hear the medical propaganda pouring forth from the scenes on screens, couched in jokes at times, and taken very seriously at other times, all meant to mock audiences, as idiots that can be relieved of their cash, and health, by the conglomerates that collude to deceive the populace. 

Are your ears attuned yet, dear reader? The messages are not subliminal, they are surround sound clear as the day is long, loud and proud. They sound a lot like this: You are sick and if not, you will be, and we have just the right pill or shot for you, that may cause ________________________ (insert a list of side affects, including death); consult your physician to see if this is right for you. 

The word viral is used as representative of a good thing, as in, The video went viral, with millions of views and resultant product buyers. Denying God as Sovereign, is the virus gone viral, dear reader, and our sickly society is evidence enough for me, that the propaganda has worked on a grand scale. Trust medicine, trust professing professionals, trust anyone except for God, and you are part of the crew that passively helps line the pockets of snake oil salesmen and thieves. 

Actors read scripts, and so do those that have cameras and microphones in front of their faces day and night, that pretend to care, about the people they are meant to govern justly. Don't be fodder for their fun fire, dear one. Stop listening to their lies, and break free from their spells: turn off the television, and or your telephone, and start reading books instead. Your mind will feel expansive, and you will be less susceptible, to all the shenanigans from the shisters.