This is a cross posting...

One of my neighbours came by day before yesterday

She's worried about the government and bigpharma forcing meds on children and teens whose behaviour does not seem in line with the societal norm. She keeps trying to warn me to be careful and to not let my daughter out of my sight.

She wants me to know not to trust the schools because they are in collusion with those who seek to control and dominate.

She wants me to know that the government as an authoritarian body is probably quite desirous of a massive drugged population of workers who do not think clearly and who therefore also cannot mount any well organized resistance.

She wants me to understand that at this point in history it isd beneficial to those who rule that most of us be controlled with psychiatric medications that we either willingly or unwillingly injest or are injected with.

She wants me to know that the school boards have been authorized to recommend large scale drugging of our children and that they receive kick backs from the pharma corps for each child they drug.

She wants me to know that they will eventually attempt to drug my daughter and my son with ritalin or some other such substance and and that I should be on guard.

She wants me to know that if I try to block them and their drugs that they will use child services to define me as an unsafe parent, take my children, drug them and then return them back to me or...not.

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I think she sees me out on my flowery bike, dressed to tha nines, hair done, face painted, with a smile on my face, running around with seminalson and with bug/simian boy and perhaps she thinks I'm calm as in stupid and in denial.

I try as best as I can, given that I don't fully speak clear to anyone in my neighbourhood, that I am horribly, awesomely present and aware.

I am in here and paying full attention.

I understand that the school has me on its radar as a trouble maker who makes waves.

But I think they also realize that because I am highly educated, articulate and a SAHM with so, so much time on my hands, that they are on mine.

I try to communicate across to my neighbour that I'm well aware and prepped for the worst at all times.

I try to explain to her that I'm calm like a bomb.

The anti-child drugging movement