It’s been several years since the liberal owner of this website published a sophomorish election-eve article that made fun of now-President Donald Trump. Since that shameful episode, we’ve “been shut down for repairs” here at blindfolly.org.
Now that we’re back up and running, I am able to resume my investigations, and I was surprised to find that we’re in the middle of a serious coronavirus pandemic!
Dr. Anthony Fauci has emerged as the main spokesman for America’s efforts to fight the coronavirus and Covid-19. But what do we REALLY know about him? And, is he offering America a Faustian bargain?
A brief review of his bio shows that he is a known Papist, and probably a closet Jesuit.
He touts himself as a medical professional. But at his Catholic high school, Fauci took four years of Greek, four years of Latin and three years of French.
Really, Dr. Fauci? Do the little viruses speak Latin? Are all those “language” courses doing anything to help you track down the coronavirus? Are you gonna “E Pluribus Unum” the little bastards to death?
As I was studying Fauci’s photos for hidden phrenological hints about his character, I suddenly noticed his name, which seems sort of funny and unAmerican. Turns out, the name Fauci is Italian.
AND JUST LIKE THAT, the pieces came together. Italy has had the very WORST experience with the Covid-19 epidemic – slow response, hospitals overflowing, lack of equipment, a cascade of deaths.
I have yet to hear anything in the MSM (that’s “Main Stream Media” folks, write it down) about the real reason for Italy’s troubles. The Italians, living all jammed up in their tiny little villas with their parents and grandparents, like to greet each other by kissing on both cheeks, if you can imagine that. They almost bump noses while talking to each other, gesticulating wildly, flinging coronavirus droplets all over the place.
So, now WE have a person of ITALIAN heritage leading the antivirus charge? Please!
(And if you don’t feel any of this is relevant, I’ve got a “venti“-sized crock of you-know-what to sell you).
Wherever we look during past epidemics, Dr. Fauci’s name seems to mysteriously pop up. When the HIV-AIDS scourge appeared in the 1980s, sure enough, there’s Fauci, snooping around. Same with SARS, H1N1, etc.
Coincidence? You decide.
A Troubling Resumé
In fact, Dr.Fauci has been lurking in the background of over six presidential administrations. Someone among TPTB (“The Powers That Be” – make a note, I’ll be using more and more acronyms) wants him there, quietly waiting for an opportunity to finagle his way into running our lives.
It’s insidious. First we’ve all got to wear masks, demolishing our precious, God-given individuality. And then we have to stay 6 feet apart, preventing us from communicating, or punching someone in the face if we so choose. Shutting down businesses and the schools forces us to interact with our kids and grandkids all day, eating up precious time that could be better spent investigating deep-state conspiracies.
Normally, long service, expertise, genius and experience engender respect and confidence. But with Dr. Fauci, as with other imbedded insider elites, these characteristics just increase my suspicion, and start my political immune system to tingling.
But at this point my suspicions about the good doctor were merely theory. I needed scientific facts, combined with closely reasoned arguments, with just a splash of imagination.
Enter the Beastie Machine
It was apparent that it was time to run Dr. Anthony Fauci’s name through my patented Beastie Machine to check on whether he might be the Antichrist, the evil Beast mentioned in the Book of Revelation, whose number is 666.
I rolled my trusty machine out of the closet, dusted him off, entered the data, and after a series of beeps, clicks and hums, Beastie started disgorging his findings. I gingerly ripped the dot-matrix sheet from his bin, and with trembling hands read the results.
Sure enough, the Hebrew gematria of “Fauci of National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases Covid-19” added up to 669.
Sometimes in my line of work you have to know when to squint a little, when to bend the rules. 669 is dangerously close to 666, the Number of the Beast, although not within the accepted precision parameters of mainstream biblical hermeneutics.
Nevertheless, I’m releasing this into the internets for crowdsourcing input. Kabbalistic numerology cannot be ignored!
Now, just because I’ve posted a critical article about Dr. Fauci, that doesn’t mean I want President Trump to fire him. No sir, no more than President Trump did when he retweeted that “Fire Fauci!” message the other day. Instead, I want to let this play out, to see where it’s going and perhaps uncover even deeper conspiracies that no doubt fester like dirty pus-producing bacteria in the corners of some White House basement office.
Stay tuned. I’m reaching out to my sources.