it’s off to the Texas Capitol I go, to hand the following to the people manning The Immunization Partnership’s iron lung exhibit – complete with one of the monster machines on display:
The only reason we no longer see the iron lung is because it was replaced years ago by the ventilator, used today by thousands.
Fact: the government radically changed the diagnostic parameters of polio right after the Salk vaccine was released, automatically eliminating 90% of subsequent diagnoses – 30,000 cases a year we were told and are still led to believe were prevented by the vaccine.
That’s not disease eradication – that’s a con game.
Johan Boswinkel Interview | Biontology | Biophoton light therapy | CHIREN
When our son, Sam, was diagnosed with autism, the first person we called when we got home from the doctor who had just told us that Sam would “NEVER talk, never go to school, never have friends…” …the first person we called was Joe (Joseph Chilton Pearce). Joe took the diagnosis with a grain of salt and said this to us, “Know this: The line between autism and genius is hair thin. If you have the courage, throw out your television and home-school him.” Further in the discussion, he said, “The point is that everything he’s doing, even if he’s screaming, is an expression of his intelligence. It’s up to you to figure out what he’s trying to say and go from there.” Here we are 20 years later…Sam has lost his autism diagnosis. He is a talented singer and actor, sought after in the local opera circles (He just sang Verdi’s “King for a Day” in Donald Pippin’s Pocket Opera, for example) and is attending on-line college towards his Associate Arts degree after which he’s been offered a slot in an acting conservatory in New York City with plans to go on to a music conservatory or university music program. THANK YOU, Joe. Your words have always guided us on our path with our son, Sam. Bless you….
General Brief on Behalf of Informed Consent
Ralph Fucetola JD
Informed Consent is a Fundamental Human Right Protected Against Diminishment Through Legislative and Administrative Agency Denial of Philosophical or Religious Conscientious Objections to Mandated Vaccination. Informed Consent is Separate from Statutory Exemptions and May Not Be Abolished. The Right to Informed Consent is Meaningless Without the Right to Refuse Any Medical Intervention, Including Vaccination.
Informed Consent FAQs: http://drrimatruthreports.com/advance-vaccine-directive-card-faqs/
Law Note on Informed Consent and the Geneva Conventions:
In order to vindicate International Humanitarian Law regarding Informed Consent to any and all medical interventions, including vaccination, even during any declared local, national or international Health Emergency, the right to refuse any vaccination must be respected, whether that refusal is grounded in philosophical, medical, religious or no reasons at all.
Point One: The Legal Basis for Informed Consent Point
Point Two: Legitimate Government Regulation
Point Three: International Law Protects Informed Consent
Point Four: The Right Must Be Asserted to Be Protected
Point Five: The Right May Not Be Defeated by Unconstitutional Conditions
Back Story as Way of Introduction
While on one of many journeys in our efforts to help our son heal from autism, we found ourselves in the Washington. D.C. area to visit Dr. Stanley Greenspan, a child psychiatrist who.specialized in autism. While walking to his office, we came upon the cast and crew of the TV show, The West Wing. Actor Bradley Whitford was filming a cab scene. Sam ran over to the actor and said, “I know you. You’re on The West Wing,” and then he promptly averted his eyes. Mr. Whitford graciously got down on his haunches and aligned his eye contact with our son’s averted gaze, making visual contact with him. I noticed his focused connection, thinking that he must know a child with autism. Sam and the actor had a brief interchange, we took a picture, and off we went to the doctor.
After that, every time we watched the show, Sam would chant: “Bradley Whitford, he’s our man. If he can’t do it no one can. Bradley Whitford, Sis boom bah, Bradley Whitford, rah rah rah!” It became a new Sam ritual to do the chant whenever the show came on—one of Sam’s many rituals, as rituals and sameness are big things with kids with autism.
Fast forward thirteen months, we were back in D.C. for a follow-up appointment. The West Wing crew, which apparently only went to D.C. twice a year for location shots, was there again. I said to Sam, “Okay, kiddo, what’ll it be: The Capitol Building or Bradley Whitford?” Hands down, it was the familiar.
We stood out in below-freeing weather, waiting. I told the guard who Sam was waiting for and when Bradley emerged, the guard said, “Mr. Whitford, I have a little boy waiting here for you.” The crowd parted like the Red Sea and we ended up meeting the actor again. He remembered Sam from the time before and asked us, “Do you live around here?” I said, “No, we live in Oakland, California,” explaining that we were here again for a doctor’s appointment with an autism specialist. He said, “Wow! What are the odds?” Then, he told me that he and his wife were attending an autism fundraiser in our area the next month and invited Sam’s dad and I to be their guests. He gave me the number of his assistant to make the arrangements.
Up to that point, my husband and I had only gone on two or threes date since Sam’s diagnosis. With every cent we had going into therapies, dating was not in the budget. But we jumped on this and a friend came over to watch Sam. For once, we wouldn’t be splitting the usual PB&J alone on the front porch and calling it a night out.
At the event, I shared with Brad my experience of Sam going from a normally progressing boy to his regression into autism after a routine childhood vaccine, something I had learned not to talk much about publicly due to the McCarthy-like vilification towards people who are perceived as “anti-vaccine.” Brad responded by saying that his children’s pediatrician had told him, “Not vaccinating is a form of child abuse.” There you go. In that moment, the story in this bool (a fictionalized version of what we, as many families, have experienced) flashed through my brain. I went home and wrote it as a screenplay in nine days. I pitched it to HBO, but they said, “Oh, we’ve already done autism with Temple.” Really? But, I didn’t pursue it further. That was 2002, fourteen years ago. I was too involved in saving my son to pursue it further, at that point.
Know this. There is no such thing as “SIDS”. It’s like calling vaccine injury “Autism”. “SIDS” is vaccine injury. Healthy babies don’t just die. There may be a tiny percentage of those with underlying conditions who just die, but certainly NOT the enormous number of babies dying suddenly after being vaccinated recently and the doctors merely calling it “SIDS”.
It’s like this epidemic of elderly patients or even adults and children who go in the hospital with pneumonia and develop complications and die. They didn’t die from pneumonia or those complications, most of them were recently vaccinated and died from complications from VACCINE INJURY.