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What happened to hydroxychloriquine?
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2020-07-06 at 3:44 PM UTC
Originally posted by MexicanMasterRace Yeah.. and they still maintain that stance.
https://www.who.int/campaigns/connecting-the-world-to-combat-coronavirus/healthyathome
World Health Organization
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2020-07-06 at 3:49 PM UTCvideo of speedy
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2020-07-06 at 3:54 PM UTC
Originally posted by MexicanMasterRace Yeah.. and they still maintain that stance.
https://www.who.int/campaigns/connecting-the-world-to-combat-coronavirus/healthyathome
No, they didn't order the protesters to shelter in place, like they ordered millions of other people to do. That means they approved of the mass protests. If they didn't approve of it, they would have ordered them to stay home. -
2020-07-06 at 3:56 PM UTC
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2020-07-06 at 3:56 PM UTC
Originally posted by -SpectraL No, they didn't order the protesters to shelter in place, like they ordered millions of other people to do. That means they approved of the mass protests. If they didn't approve of it, they would have ordered them to stay home.
Because the WHO doesn't have the power to make orders...
You should be a writer with how well you can make up a narrative. -
2020-07-06 at 3:58 PM UTCWhat if the future of humankind is spectral arguing with §m£ÂgØL for all enternity
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2020-07-06 at 3:59 PM UTC"The first cigarette of the morning is the best," Wren said. "That's the one that wakes you up. It's the only cigarette that matters."
"Well…" Sudo paused to take a puff. "What about the second and third cigarette? Those are pretty good too. And the last one's not bad either."
"Oh the last one's the worst."
"The worst?" Sudo questioned.
"The worst," he reiterated. "The last cigarette of the day is truly a dreaded thing. It's the tired cap to yet another night on this awful fucking planet. But the first? The first cigarette has hope. You can step outside and think of things like: 'Maybe it'll get better today. Maybe today I'll quit smoking. Maybe today I'll meet the girl of my dreams'. The last cigarette has no maybes. It's cold and dark and depressing, and there's no hope of quitting with it. There's no hope of anything."
"Yeah, okay," Sudo said. His face flickered with orange as Wren struggled to light another cigarette. They had been smoking all night.
"The second is alright though. Third one too. It's just that last one I don't like." Wren stared down at the floor. A cat meowed in the distance. "Hey, can you pass me another beer?"
"Sure."
The two sat for some time, contemplating which cigarette of the night would be their last. Wren hoped to at least get another five in.
"Hey I think it's happening," Sudo said. "Look."
Wren half-sat out of his chair, glancing briefly at the sky beyond the window. "Oh yeah, it's happening alright. Pass me the lighter would you?"
"How long do you think it's going to take?"
"I don't know."
"Really though, how long?" Sudo asked. "An hour, two?" The sky was quickly turning to a vibrant yellow. Wren stood up to close the curtain.
"I think less than that. Maybe just a few more lines of dialogue. I was watching the news this morning and they said it could be a matter of seconds."
"Oh. Okay." The thought of having a beer passed briefly through Sudo's head, but he had already decided that he wouldn't. It was best to stay in Allah's good graces during these final moments.
"So is there anything you want to talk about? Anything at all?" Sudo wiped the sweat from his brow. The room was getting hotter.
"No," Wren said, taking a long pull from his diminishing cigarette. "I think this is it though."
"Is it?"
"Yeah," he said, scratching at his beard. "Well, no. One more. I'll have one more. You have that lighter again?"
"Sure man. Anything." Sudo handed over the lighter, wishing it was a BIC. Why hadn't they gotten a BIC?
Wren cupped his hands over the faithful stick and took a drag, making the room glow orange for the last time, as they drifted slowly, but surely, into the sun. -
2020-07-06 at 4:17 PM UTC
Originally posted by MexicanMasterRace "The first cigarette of the morning is the best," Wren said. "That's the one that wakes you up. It's the only cigarette that matters."
"Well…" Sudo paused to take a puff. "What about the second and third cigarette? Those are pretty good too. And the last one's not bad either."
"Oh the last one's the worst."
"The worst?" Sudo questioned.
"The worst," he reiterated. "The last cigarette of the day is truly a dreaded thing. It's the tired cap to yet another night on this awful fucking planet. But the first? The first cigarette has hope. You can step outside and think of things like: 'Maybe it'll get better today. Maybe today I'll quit smoking. Maybe today I'll meet the girl of my dreams'. The last cigarette has no maybes. It's cold and dark and depressing, and there's no hope of quitting with it. There's no hope of anything."
"Yeah, okay," Sudo said. His face flickered with orange as Wren struggled to light another cigarette. They had been smoking all night.
"The second is alright though. Third one too. It's just that last one I don't like." Wren stared down at the floor. A cat meowed in the distance. "Hey, can you pass me another beer?"
"Sure."
The two sat for some time, contemplating which cigarette of the night would be their last. Wren hoped to at least get another five in.
"Hey I think it's happening," Sudo said. "Look."
Wren half-sat out of his chair, glancing briefly at the sky beyond the window. "Oh yeah, it's happening alright. Pass me the lighter would you?"
"How long do you think it's going to take?"
"I don't know."
"Really though, how long?" Sudo asked. "An hour, two?" The sky was quickly turning to a vibrant yellow. Wren stood up to close the curtain.
"I think less than that. Maybe just a few more lines of dialogue. I was watching the news this morning and they said it could be a matter of seconds."
"Oh. Okay." The thought of having a beer passed briefly through Sudo's head, but he had already decided that he wouldn't. It was best to stay in Allah's good graces during these final moments.
"So is there anything you want to talk about? Anything at all?" Sudo wiped the sweat from his brow. The room was getting hotter.
"No," Wren said, taking a long pull from his diminishing cigarette. "I think this is it though."
"Is it?"
"Yeah," he said, scratching at his beard. "Well, no. One more. I'll have one more. You have that lighter again?"
"Sure man. Anything." Sudo handed over the lighter, wishing it was a BIC. Why hadn't they gotten a BIC?
Wren cupped his hands over the faithful stick and took a drag, making the room glow orange for the last time, as they drifted slowly, but surely, into the sun.
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2020-07-06 at 4:19 PM UTC
Originally posted by MexicanMasterRace Because the WHO doesn't have the power to make orders…
You should be a writer with how well you can make up a narrative.
But wait.. officials have been issuing orders based solely on the WHO's and the CDC's guidance, so it's the same as if the WHO and the CDC was giving the direction directly to the masses. You're trying to say they are only the authority sometimes, which is blatantly false. Again, I have proved you beyond doubt and exposed you for the liar and false information spreader you really are. -
2020-07-06 at 4:22 PM UTC
Originally posted by MexicanMasterRace "The first cigarette of the morning is the best," Wren said. "That's the one that wakes you up. It's the only cigarette that matters."
"Well…" Sudo paused to take a puff. "What about the second and third cigarette? Those are pretty good too. And the last one's not bad either."
"Oh the last one's the worst."
"The worst?" Sudo questioned.
"The worst," he reiterated. "The last cigarette of the day is truly a dreaded thing. It's the tired cap to yet another night on this awful fucking planet. But the first? The first cigarette has hope. You can step outside and think of things like: 'Maybe it'll get better today. Maybe today I'll quit smoking. Maybe today I'll meet the girl of my dreams'. The last cigarette has no maybes. It's cold and dark and depressing, and there's no hope of quitting with it. There's no hope of anything."
"Yeah, okay," Sudo said. His face flickered with orange as Wren struggled to light another cigarette. They had been smoking all night.
"The second is alright though. Third one too. It's just that last one I don't like." Wren stared down at the floor. A cat meowed in the distance. "Hey, can you pass me another beer?"
"Sure."
The two sat for some time, contemplating which cigarette of the night would be their last. Wren hoped to at least get another five in.
"Hey I think it's happening," Sudo said. "Look."
Wren half-sat out of his chair, glancing briefly at the sky beyond the window. "Oh yeah, it's happening alright. Pass me the lighter would you?"
"How long do you think it's going to take?"
"I don't know."
"Really though, how long?" Sudo asked. "An hour, two?" The sky was quickly turning to a vibrant yellow. Wren stood up to close the curtain.
"I think less than that. Maybe just a few more lines of dialogue. I was watching the news this morning and they said it could be a matter of seconds."
"Oh. Okay." The thought of having a beer passed briefly through Sudo's head, but he had already decided that he wouldn't. It was best to stay in Allah's good graces during these final moments.
"So is there anything you want to talk about? Anything at all?" Sudo wiped the sweat from his brow. The room was getting hotter.
"No," Wren said, taking a long pull from his diminishing cigarette. "I think this is it though."
"Is it?"
"Yeah," he said, scratching at his beard. "Well, no. One more. I'll have one more. You have that lighter again?"
"Sure man. Anything." Sudo handed over the lighter, wishing it was a BIC. Why hadn't they gotten a BIC?
Wren cupped his hands over the faithful stick and took a drag, making the room glow orange for the last time, as they drifted slowly, but surely, into the sun.
They're all vampires. -
2020-07-06 at 4:31 PM UTC
Originally posted by -SpectraL But wait.. officials have been issuing orders based solely on the WHO's and the CDC's guidance, so it's the same as if the WHO and the CDC was giving the direction directly to the masses. You're trying to say they are only the authority sometimes, which is blatantly false. Again, I have proved you beyond doubt and exposed you for the liar and false information spreader you really are.
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2020-07-06 at 4:31 PM UTCCDC always maintained that people should wear masks. They never said otherwise.
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2020-07-07 at 2:17 AM UTCThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2020-07-07 at 2:53 AM UTCIf you get the 'rona now, you may not get it when it's a seasonal flu in 30 - 40 years from now and you're more susceptible to it.
Let the covid parties commence!The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
