Last week, for old times sake, and because I am not likely to be able to do it ever again anyways, I went to buy a steak from a local butcher that gets their beef from Harris ranch, a huge ranching concern north of Bakersfield in California. $40 for one Porter House.
I froze it, then a few days later, thawed it out.
The surface, on both sides, was covered in millions of those teeny tiny vax worms (homonculus, vril, whatever you want to call it). So much so, that it looked like a white film that moved. I had seen this before, back in the early 2000s on pork chops; if you poured coca cola on the chop. All these tiny worms. In those days, it was very visible round worms and ring worms, every time.
But these worms were like those worms in the McDonalds french fry video I put up a few days back. They were too small for the camera to effectively get it, but no matter. I sealed the steak in plastic and threw it out. I'm sorry about the 40 bucks, because that's a great deal of money to me, in my world of poverty. But it confirmed to me that no meats, even from "local sources" is safe or trustworthy. I have reverted to be a vegetarian again, as I was years ago. So far, the organic chickens that are a fortune for a single bird, do not have this problem. I have tested it. However, I am not much of getting burned the hard way; my life is a miles long experience model of trusting a thing only to find out...I was duped, yet again. That does not happen anymore, unless I am willing to be naive for the sake of "the old days."
The chops from 20 years ago, if frozen, would kill the worms. These vax worms were able to survive being turned into a block of ice and come alive. Wow...
Even half and half has them; all milk. I've even resorted to buying a stainless steel creamer pitcher like a friend of mine does, to boil the cream before using. Apparently high heat, it cannot survive. But Antarctic temperatures, it can.
Be advised.
Don
Ps. Our food supply is totally a death sentence in our time. Everything has the weapon and graphene oxide, or at the least, the graphene. There is simply no escaping it. And I'm informed that even animal feed for cattle, chickens, any kind of dairy, is weaponized.
Frankly, we're F'd.
And witches call me, the bad guy. I hear that day and night, what a monster for Yeshua they see me as. Day and night. Usually peppered with several choice expletives. Their favorite greeting for me is the middle finger, wherever I go. That, and cursing under their breath, which I can hear.
