Natural Supplements Are Now Illegal In Canada

According to Kashif Khan, founder and CEO of Canadian business, The DNA Company, supplements are now illegal in Canada… and Naturopaths are debating whether to close their clinics, as they have very little left with which to prescribe… ref: this video with Joseph M3rc0la.

(I have been obscuring references to Joseph M3rc0la for several years now, so as not to excite algorithmic aggression, and potentially ending up being deplatformed. The following article, which was republished in the International Times, goes a long way to explaining why this ridiculous obfuscation is so necessary.)

When I wrote Freedom Of Speech Is Dead, Long Live Medical Tyranny, in January 2021, I was rebuked for hyperbole. But, when we live in a world where a Commonwealth country, like Canada, is banning ALL NATURAL SUPPLEMENTS, then perhaps ‘medical tyranny’ is actually too mild a term?

Claus Schwab is on record for saying that the World Economic Forum, (WEF), has infiltrated Canadian government to the tune of over 50%.

So, we have to ask ourselves whether it is the influence brought to bear, by the WEF “Lab Meat Lunatics”, that has engineered this shocking state of affairs in Canada…? And, if so, we have another uncomfortable question to ask…

‘Will the UK be next?‘

We all know that King Charles is in thrall to the WEF. The Royal decree, placing the UK at the cutting edge of global gene manipulation, quickly followed by the Genetic Technology (Precision Breeding) Act 2023, makes the UK the world leader in ‘Frankenstein Science’.

Was this development inspired by WEF influence? And, if so, let’s join some dots…

Is there currently any discussion in UK government to ban natural supplements?

I’m actually not going to answer this question for you… I want you to tell me!

I’m sorry, I’m tired of spending huge amounts of my time researching and publishing articles, informing the people on my mailing list what is going on, without charge, instead of working on my allotment and going ‘down the beach’, only for my pleas for people to share the information, and to ‘like’ it, to make it more visible to others, to fall on deaf ears.

We all need to put some skin in the game!

Silence is compliance!

And, if the vast majority remain silent now, it’s all over! Our totalitarian prison is looming large, just around the corner.

If you don’t start weighing in now, the immediate future will look a lot like Margaret Atwood’s, A Handmaid’s Tale, in terms of an unelected bunch of psychopaths imprisoning the rest of the world.

But, sadly, there will be no escape to Canada for any of us!

Obviously!

The tragedy is that the injections have likely rendered the majority of recipients infertile, and so we are closer to Gilead than anyone might think.

Because I know the current data where fertility is concerned in relation to “v4cc1n3 status”, I am already celebrating new births, in the street, like some kind of ‘crazy old lady’… asking to see their cherubic faces, and delighting in witnessing them, as if they are some kind of miracle!

Whilst Canterbury and Oxford fight the 15 minute city madness, Londoners rage against the hike in ULEZ charges, and, whilst 5G, rolled out via stealth during the lockdowns, silently degrades our cognitive powers and immune systems… new facial recognition, self-checkout, systems have been installed in Crewkerne Waitrose… “They want to replace us all, and they are getting rid of cash”, I was reliably informed by the worrisome lad who served me.

(I refrained from saying ‘I have been telling check-out staff for over ten years that this kind of writing has long since been on the walls, but my lone voice has invariably fallen on deaf ears, so please don’t implore me to shed crocodile tears for you now, as these are the only ones I have left.’)

Can you see a pattern emerging? I’ve italicised and bolded the salient phrase in the last paragraph to assist those who have difficulty with the dots.

Meanwhile, again on the local front, West Coker is flanked on all sides by men in vans operating an electronic barrier system, barring access along this ‘A’ road to West Coker, and the rest of the world that lies beyond… (Don’t worry, it’s only Yeovil!)

But, I shouldn’t jest. These insanely expensive arrangements, all being paid for by taxpayer money, are locking out the world from a village, because one single, solitary hole is being dug at the side of the A30, which is effectively positioned on the pavement… not even in the middle of the road!

When has this EVER happened before?

This is what I saw last Friday…

There were about eight hi-viz-clad chaps milling around the hip deep, verge mounted, hole, when I drove past. And countless others milling around elsewhere, indiscernibly doing anything else other than manning the ‘check point Charlie’s’, and taking a fine old stroll.

Do I live in West Coker…?

Well, no.

So how was it that I could so tauntingly drive past this scene of civil engineering underwhelm-meh-ment?

And yes, you are correct, I clearly didn’t have the appropriate paperwork for such a jaunt.

Again, I am not going to tell you… but, I’ll happily reveal it has nothing to do with my sex, age or charm!

I actually drove in and out of the ‘no-go-zone’ a total of five times, on this trip, alone. Me and the security chaps are firmly on waving terms!

But, you won’t be. So, why’s that?

And what are all these shenanigans for?

Could it be that we are being desensitised to the notion of being herded like cattle, and denied entry to the roads for which we are paying road tax, for something as banal as a hole at the side of the road, so that we become unmutteringly compliant when they fence us into our own homes?

Remember, silence is compliance, and you’ll only have yourselves to thank if I’m right!

Ah, I can hear the snearing, shrill tones of your indignation from here!

What do you mean I don’t have ALL the facts? And, how dare I speak out until I do?

Well, of course, I don’t… and, I’ll tell you why…

I have an insatiable curiosity around what is happening in my world, and I have consequently developed the facility to join those bloody dots… which leaves me in a rather isolated position… that being… I don’t need to wait until I’ve been barricaded in my lavvy to start smelling a rat!

Yes.

That’s right!

I’m back!

Did you miss me!?

Let me know in the comments, after liking and sharing this post.

Ahhh… there I go wasting my breath again!