Red Pilling a Health Care Professional
Guest Post by Brandon is not your bro
Introduction: Dr. Brandon is not your bro is a 35-year veteran OB/GYN. Dr. B is back with more stories from the front lines of the COVID Operation.
One of the things that has been remarkable and tragic with this Operation is how quickly the health care community tanked into every aspect of the narrative, seemingly forgetting all that they had heretofore known to be true.
The power of incentive structures and indoctrination is stunning.
We’ve done several posts about various aspects of this issue; here is a small sampling:
Once the injections go in, the real Psy Op begins. And it’s simply very difficult to process the uncomfortable reality that you were lied to when those injections cannot come back out.
And worse, that you perpetrated the same lies on patients.
“I haven’t grown a tail yet.” I heard a doctor-scientist nervously laugh last summer.
Today, we have a firsthand, plainspoken real talk account of a now vaccine injured veteran health care professional who has seen the light, thanks in part to Dr. B planting the seeds.
This far into this nightmare, it probably won’t be the stats and graphs as much as the injuries and deaths piling up in a personally salient fashion that wakes people up.
I may be wrong, but we are just too far into this Operation for some “bombshell study” to move the needle in the corrupted Information Space of “The Science.”
Which does not mean that the data and numbers are not important and that those seeking good data should stop trying to unlock the real numbers.
Plant the seeds.
And if the seed is planted, it may take root, although it may be too late for some, sadly.
Names and locations have been changed to preserve the privacy of those involved.
by Brandon is not your bro
I got my first real breakthrough today.
The lead pediatric nurse practitioner came up to me ... blue as blue gets ... 4 jabs in with this last bivalent. She tells me how bad her heart arrhythmia is since the last shot and she now realizes the whole thing was bullshit!! She was one of the first people I went to when this psyop started and warned her. She told me I should do the research about vaccinations. I never said another word.
This bivalent is bad, like the last nail in the coffin…I suppose Marie will end up with SADS or a malignancy or permanent heart issues. She’s a tired older lady with a liver failure hubby due to his endless use of the bottle. She’s a helluva ICU nurse practitioner. So smart and talented but so trustworthy of Fauci and the medical crowd .
Marie went through every emotion in the book … she actually yelled my name down the hallway clutching her chest …. Cursing the fucking bivalent shot and how she developed an arrhythmia and angina right after (shock) then horror and disbelief ‘cause she believed in all of it and has bad anger now.
I said Marie, I came to you and told you about it!
She said, I know sorry but everyone was getting it and thought it was ok. I said really Marie with no testing with pregnant women WTF? (lots of cursing, we are rough street types not like Sherpa the con). I gave her FLCCC, told her I take a handful of vitamins and been fine and you can clear that spike out of your system… and boost your immune system.
She was happy with the info but very mad and angry .
I’ve known Marie as a resident back in the late 80’s in (redacted).
She asked today if I knew anything that could help her besides taking nitro pills for her chest pain (EKG is normal so no heart cath per her insurance). I told her about FLCCC and make an appointment. So maybe just maybe 🤔...there may be more. I asked if she noticed all the abruptions and preterm deliveries...I swear a lightbulb 💡 literally went off when I said it. “Oh my f*cking word I never put it together”, she said.
May all these healthcare workers have lightbulb moments 🙏💡💥
Dr. Paul Alexander just went nuclear on Sherpa.
Thank you, Dr.
Thank you, Sage Hana.
I am not sure what is more painful: Knowing - from the get-go - that there was something rotten about this, while watching loved-ones buy the lie; or buying the lie and then realizing that it came with a "no-guarantee, no-return" policy; or buying the lie and being willing - even eager - to buy it once again. And again. And again.