Another sobering excerpt from 'Dissolving Illusions - Disease, Vaccines, and the Forgotten History'
By Suzanne Humphries, MD and Roman Bystrianyk
After finishing chapter 2 "Suffer The Little Children", this third chapter "Disease — A Way of Life" starts just as depressing.
Reminds me of what we experienced during WuFlu.
https://avalonlibrary.net/ebooks/Suzanne%20Humphries%20MD,%20Roman%20Bystrianyk%20-%20Dissolving%20illusions%20-%20Disease,%20Vaccines%20and%20the%20Forgotten%20History.pdf
- Disease—A Way of Life
Like beasts, like maniacs, the people fell on them… There is no more
dreadful sight than such popular anger thirsting for blood and throttling
its defenseless victims… In the Rue Vaugirard, where two men were
killed… I saw one of these unfortunates when he was still breathing and
the old hags were just pulling the wooden shoes from their feet and
beating him on the head with them till he was dead. He was quite naked
and bloody and mashed; they had torn off not only his clothes but his
hair, his sex, and his nose, and one ruffian tied a rope to the feet of the
corpse and dragging it through the streets, shouting constantly, “Voilà
le Cholera-morbus!”
– Heinrich Heine (1797–1856), 1832 Paris cholera epidemic
Another sobering excerpt from 'Dissolving Illusions - Disease, Vaccines, and the Forgotten History'
By Suzanne Humphries, MD and Roman Bystrianyk
After finishing chapter 2 "Suffer The Little Children", this third chapter "Disease — A Way of Life" starts just as depressing.
Reminds me of what we experienced during WuFlu.
https://avalonlibrary.net/ebooks/Suzanne%20Humphries%20MD,%20Roman%20Bystrianyk%20-%20Dissolving%20illusions%20-%20Disease,%20Vaccines%20and%20the%20Forgotten%20History.pdf
>3. Disease—A Way of Life
Like beasts, like maniacs, the people fell on them… There is no more
dreadful sight than such popular anger thirsting for blood and throttling
its defenseless victims… In the Rue Vaugirard, where two men were
killed… I saw one of these unfortunates when he was still breathing and
the old hags were just pulling the wooden shoes from their feet and
beating him on the head with them till he was dead. He was quite naked
and bloody and mashed; they had torn off not only his clothes but his
hair, his sex, and his nose, and one ruffian tied a rope to the feet of the
corpse and dragging it through the streets, shouting constantly, “Voilà
le Cholera-morbus!”
>
– Heinrich Heine (1797–1856), 1832 Paris cholera epidemic
