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Fat Third world bitches crossing our border & popping out anchor babies like:

Btw, this is the founder of the Trans Day of Visibility

🚨MAJOR FUNDING going into transgenic edible plant vaccines. Rep Thomas Massie tried to stop it but funding was APPROVED. Taxpayer dollars are being spent to develop mRNA vaccines grown into vegetables people eat. This isn’t sci-fi. This is happening. Right now. The National Science Foundation awarded $500,000+ to UC Riverside to turn plants into mRNA “factories.” NIH & NIFA have funded similar efforts — from corn to alfalfa, even cholera toxin production in transgenic crops. These gene-altered plants can pollinate nearby farms, alter food chains & vaccinate without consent. Massie is actively warning: “I don’t think we need to be playing god with our spinach…and yet here we are.” You won’t see it. You won’t consent to it. But you’ll be eating it. Transgenic Nanotech. Government-backed biotech in your dinner. This is not food — it’s a delivery system.

I think I know why everything sucks... ...and it's because everything is fake We are getting fake college degrees that cost 4 years and six figures that teach you fake education and get you fake jobs. We are eating fake food, with fake ingredients, funded by fake research. We are scrolling through fake lives, with fake relationships, who take fake, curated vacations to promote brands that make fake products. We are voting for fake candidates, who run on fake promises, inside a fake system that was never designed to fix anything. We are raising kids in fake schools that teach fake history, fake science, which quietly produce fake adults who can't think for themselves. We are watching fake news, about fake crises, produced by fake journalists, for fake outrage. We are borrowing fake money that was printed from nothing, to fund a fake economy that would collapse in an afternoon if people stopped pretending it was real. We are buying fake organic food that's just a paid label, and drinking fake juice with two percent juice in it, and putting fake cheese on cheeseburgers that's just "cheese product" on fake burger meat. We are donating to fake nonprofits where the moeny never makes it to the people and then funding fake foreign aid that buys real weapons to prop up fake governments. We are going to fake therapy that teaches fake coping skills instead of telling you hard truths. We are buying fake furniture made of fake wood that's actually compressed sawdust and glue that looks like wood, ships in fourteen boxes with instructions written in a fake language that isn't quite any language, requires tools it doesn't include, takes 4 hours to build, wobbles on day 1, and is totally destroyed in 6 months. We are downloading fake "free" apps that charge a subscription after three days for AI features that don't work, hidden behind a paywall we didn't see, protected by a privacy policy we didn't read, buried inside Terms of Service written by lawyers specifically so we wouldn't read them, that we agreed to by tapping a button the size of a thumbnail, that gave a company we've never heard of the right to sell our data to companies we'll never hear of, to build a profile on us we'll never see, to influence decisions we'll never know were made. IT. IS. ALL. FAKE. And we all yearn for what was once real. Don't you remember? Did you forget? There was a time with a simple handshake between men was a contract. When bread went stale because... well, that's what real bread does! When kids played outside all day until it was dark, and nobody tracked them. When a family could live off a single income. When music was made by people who LIVED something real and you could feel it. When schools was HARD... and that was the point! When doctors knew your name and your family, they even came to your house, When you bought something once... and it was yours forever. When the chair your grandmother bought once lasted 70 years and she passed it onto your dad. And now nothing is real, and that's why everything sucks.