“We’ll be fighting in the streets, with our children at our feet.”
“Revolutions are times of reversal; those who have been defenseless for so long suddenly find teeth. Their numbers have to make up for the experience in viciousness which they lack.”
Elias Canetti, Crowds and Power,
“Reversal Crowds” pp.58
As I write this, Vaxxed, the film, the movement, the awakening, is sweeping the country, arriving in hungry city after hungry city. Today Atlanta. Next Chicago. Compton LA on Thursday.
Nations around the world are begging for Vaxxed to come to them too. Film stars, rap stars, politicians, even doctors are getting on board, after they see, and are transformed by the film.
There is now more demand than Vaxxed can even meet. Perhaps they are hiring more staff.
As one veteran vaccine warrior mother put it on FB: “The tide is not turning. It has turned.”
(By the way, my desk’s paperweight is a medium sized chunk of the Berlin Wall, which I picked up myself, in November 1989. Technically it is the property of GDR, but that does not exist anymore. This is my wish for the CDC.)
Last week, the Vaxxed team– now a touring three piece rock band, or maybe The Avengers–Del Bigtree, (representing, science journalism, and major league baseball) Andrew Wakefield (representing persecuted science, and big picture) and Polly Tommy (representing the awakened mother, media, and the Mod*) (*will explain later) did what is known as an “ambush” at SB 277 architect Senator Richard Pan’s (D-Sacramento) office, in an effort to talk to him. Pan bolted down a corridor, and two flights of stairs, igniting the obvious hashtag #PanRan, which exploded on social media.
(It is funny, when Del Bigtree says, “I have to hand it to Pan. He is fast.”)
I remember learning that Robespierre feared laughter more than anything, and that when he heard it, he knew he was finished. I think, also, when the powerful begin to run from their own power bases, offices, behaving as prey, not predator, you don’t have to be Elias Canetti to understand it’s getting real.
“Thank you!” they shout, in the dark, as they stand and applaud, by the hundreds, in city after city, as the credits roll. The people, the parents, witnesses, now participatory audience.
The film does’t just tell them; They tell the film.
Vaxxed keeps showing us all that it is now its own organism— some good dragon from another world, composed of the repressed truths of millions.
Dr. Wakefield’s reputation assassins never dreamed a “disgraced” (by whom? Brian Deer?) and brutalized gastroenterologist could re-emerge as a documentary film producer with a huge hit. It is like the stuff my friend Roland Kelts speaks and writes of, in “JapanAmerica” where Tezuka’s “Mighty Atom,” later “Astro Boy,” a cartoon hero in postwar Japan, has a heart powered by nuclear energy.
Transformation is the moral key to every hero, in every fairy tale, no? They had their turn. Now it’s Dr. Wakefield’s turn. The pharma-lords presume to own all media, all art forms–to own sound.
The one part I will never understand is why they pay such fortunes for “PR” yet they are so incredibly dumb.
“Can everybody please stand up who has a vaccine injured child?” says Del Bigtree, as the camera turns to the audience and more than half of them stand up.
“It’s real,” whispered a man in the row behind me, at one screening as the lights went up. He was a pediatrician.
People. Crowds. Lines, stretching around blocks, packed movie theaters, colliding and exploding, crying and cheering. The words “Thank you!” being spontaneously shouted out as people stand up and applaud until their hands are sore.
And a mainstream press that sounds more and more meek and confused, seeming not to be getting clear commands from Moscow–but losing its fangs, its abuses and derisions that were such a given, just weeks ago. Suddenly words like “discredited” and “elaborate fraud,” fall away, clearing the path for what everybody intuitively knows is coming next.
Every moment of this film is a fragment of a whole truth re-assembling itself after a shattering, so many years ago. I call Vaxxed: “A tour de force of investigative journalism.”
To those “going-down-with-the-shippers” who, in captured pro-pharma media, are whining that the CDC Whistleblower is only heard on tape, and that he did not know he was being taped, and that (naturally) he never appears on camera, let me say this:
Let’s bear in mind that the foundations of (quasi-mythical) investigative journalism after Watergate were laid by a never named source our culture came to call “Deep Throat.”
Woodward and Bernstein could not have dreamed of audio, being part of their “proof,” space. And though Brian Hooker acknowledges what we all feel–it’s uncomfortable to record a person without their knowledge–it does not lower the truth quota, it raises it.
There is somebody whose energy on screen makes Vaxxed seem to suddenly lift off. Takes it to the “next level.”
Her name is Sheila Lewis Ealey, she lives in New Orleans, and has three children. She tells the story of how she brought her two twins in, a boy, and a girl, in for their shots, around one year old. Her boy got one of the shots intended for his sister–an extra MMR shot. He screamed bloody murder, went limp, lost his joy, and all the other classic symptoms of vaccine induced brain damage. Temple and Lucinda are now 16. Temple has severe autism. His twin sister speaks three languages, is a straight A student, and plays classical piano.
When Sheila speaks of the dreams she had for her son, that he would grow up, have a family, be a father–her face soaked in tears–something happens. I think we are a very, very repressed society.
We need the Sheilas of this world to allow us to feel what we feel. It’s hard to describe the quality. Heart, soul, warmth, and no hesitation about reaching all the way in to the place where when she tells it, she is re-living it.
I stole a fragment of Sheila from my iPhone when I saw Vaxxed for the fifth time, with my son. He stopped me. “Mom, that’s illegal,” he whispered. Sorry. But it’s only a snippet:
And here is a video Sheila made for specially for The Truth Barrier, when news broke that CDC Whistleblower Dr. William Thompson planned, this month, to reconfigure the data of the central paper at the heart of the Vaxxed scandal:
Sheila told me that her boy Temple, when he saw himself on film, stood up and clapped. He doesn’t know he is vaccine damaged. He thinks children in wheelchairs are, and he wants to help fight, for them.”No vaccines for Temple, Mommy!” he told her.
Rosie O’Donnell saw Vaxxed and sent a private tweet to Sheila. If we obtain permission, I can report it to you another time. But let’s try to get away from all the celebrity obsession.
Vaxxed has real stars.
Sheila Lewis Ealey will be on the panel following Thursday’s screening of Vaxxed in Compton, Los Angeles: 301 North Tamarind Avenue.
Here is a video describing the Pan Ran incident: