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I’m taking a little break from writing the second of three essays on the “biomedical security state”, to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving!
Just for fun, I’m including some artwork from my children’s book, The Rumpoles and The Barleys, a story about thankfulness.
It’s only been about a year and a half since I started writing on Substack. It has proved to be one of the most rewarding decisions of my life.
Before that, I was virtually unknown as a nonfiction writer. Way back in 2006, I’d already been cancelled by the left and I could not get much of anything published by mainstream publishers. Nor was I conservative enough to satisfy Christian publishers. I didn’t fit in anywhere.
I started out on Substack with not more than 80 subscribers, many of whom were liberal acquaintances supporting the vaccines, BLM, antifa, and now Ukraine—anything they were told they should support by the MSM. Once they realized I was writing pieces like The Demonization of the Unvaxxed, almost all of them unsubscribed. What could I do? I just kept on writing.
The Demonization of the Unvaxxed went on to be viewed (so far) almost 30,000 times, not including where it’s been republished on other news sites, blogs, and all over the internet. And, despite the lost subscribers, the banning from Twitter and my stubborn adherence to writing long form essays, I am fast approaching 5,000 subscribers and have my sights set on reaching 10,000 within the next few months—please help me get there!
What I want readers to understand is that I am not concerned about being on one side or the other. All I care about is writing as honestly and accurately as I can. I want to bring people together, not create more division.
Like many others, the Covid years opened my eyes to the spiritual battle we are facing, and I share that journey of discovery in my writing as well. After being told to shut up (literally, many times), the fact that my work is at last being read on a free speech platform gives me more joy than I could have ever thought possible. In a weird way, I guess I have Covid to thank for that. It is in the darkness times that the light shines the brightest.
As one of my wonderful readers, Dana Jumper, commented after reading the particularly gruesome Cool Cannibals:
As to your writing, I implore (Check THAT out! :-)) you to please continue to talk about these things. Many, many of us, women and men, have bought into the cultural lies over many years, and now we're different people and we're looking for some understanding. You have a way.
We need to face it. There's no other way to change it. It has to change; this is unthinkable. It's horrible, it's madness, it's incomprehensible in how evil it is. And, still, we call it legal, we justify it as a good.
Thank you, Karen. I know you must be weary when you see so much...
And I always appreciate my careful readers who offer their editing services, such as Tryfon Farmakakis:
Excellent article. Please correct the "trickle down affect" to "effect". Thank you for your work.
Thank you!
To everyone this thanksgiving season, I would say, don’t be like Eustace and Prunella, who after their father worked so hard to bring home Thanksgiving dinner…
…complained in the most atrocious manner...
…and were sent to their room without anything to eat as a punishment. Of course, they were very naughty, climbed out the window…
…and fell into a wagon full of rotten, smelly garbage, which took them far into the countryside. Fortunately, a jaunty fieldmouse named Dagwood rescued them…
…and took them home.
…whereupon they realized the error of their ways, and that they should be thankful rather than resentful.
Yes, I do get weary sometimes. But I am a marathon runner, and like so many others, I am in this battle for the long haul rather than for immediate gratification.
We are a growing army of spiritual warriors and I have met so many incredible people who inspire me with their courage and resolve.
It was only recently, after much reflection, that I started offering paid subscriptions. So…if you enjoy my writing, if it encourages and informs you, please consider becoming a paid subscriber. Besides being much appreciated, it helps me justify to my family the countless hours I spend in front of my computer. :)
Again, Happy Thanksgiving and God Bless!
This last drawing is from my book, Goodnight Blessings. Start the day and end it with thankfulness.
Happy Thanksgiving, Karen. So glad you would never think of adopting the Friends giving mantra that is currently being bandied about. Thankfulness doesn't usually occur to the whiny crowd bent on destroying our culture and traditions. But your readers are certainly thankful for your wisdom and perseverance.
Happy Thanksgiving!