Hi Ann,

In January, you posted a short one called The Great Awakening where you recommended John Julius Norwich’s book, A History of Venice. Intrigued and very much disillusioned with the train wreck that is the United States government, I purchased the book right away. I want to thank you for that post and the referral to the book. It took me up until now to finish it but I savored every page and it broadened my education about the Republic of Venice which I knew very little about prior.

Reading the book, I was impressed with how the early Venetians, took what was really an inhospitable fragment of lands in a murky lagoon of all places, and built them up into a first-class city-state and then, expanding into what was truly a bedrock of stability in an otherwise, unstable world.

The final chapter about the fall when Bonaparte forced the “tree of liberty” and the secular “festival of democracy” was gut-wrenching. I can’t imagine how torturous that must have been for the devout Catholics in the religious and the laity.

I’ll probably never get to visit the occupied countries of the European Union ever again since I refuse to be death-vax’d. I was blessed to visit the areas that are now called Italy in the past but regret that I was never able to spend some time in Venice.

I don’t know if I agree that the type of government the Republic of Venice had is what’s right for us. Despite Venice’s stability for 1000 years, they did tolerate and enable the musloids for economic reasons rather than work to exterminate that cancer early before it metastised into the huge problem it is now {This is the single largest critique and “cringe” regarding Venice. Climbing into bed with the musloids for political and economic leverage was indeed despicable. And for this, I strongly suspect that God permitted the scourge of Napoleon. -AB}.

Same for their toleration of “religious liberty” within the Republic. And their toleration of decadence within the Republic (i.e. Carnival) led to a lax of morals, morale and national can-do right before the period of decline and the fall. I know that monarchy is where we need to be but I tend to think we need an absolute monarchy where the people don’t get to vote. {I think voting is feasible on the local trade guild and neighborhood micro levels. -AB}

It’s kind of like a border collie and sheep analogy. If the sheep were allowed to elect their sheep dogs and know they could have access to a senate and some supremacist judges to get their way, the sheep would be easy prey for the hungry wolves hiding in the bushes. Well, we’re already there. And on that note…

I really don’t see the United States surviving to the Triumph of the Immaculate Heart. In fact, I think the United States will have to be destroyed in order for the Immaculate Heart to triumph. It’s a freemasonic nation from its conception and they way things are going, it’ll be a freemasonic nation to its death.

The podcast this week with Dr. Beep and Nurse Claire spoke volumes about what I suspected was going on and has now been validated as true. Then you have the culture here. I live in Philadelphia but when I go visit my family in a relatively small North Carolina city, I see the fat dykes walking around with hoochie-mama shorts, bra-shirts and vulgar tattoos all over their legs and breasts (yep, nowadays you see pretty much everything).

Last weekend, a group of us had a Rosary of Reparation outside a museum here in Philadelphia hosting a drag queen story hour. Only two people quietly thanked us, everyone else was indifferent or hissed/cursed us. Everywhere I go it seems like its rainbow flag submission.

I now spit on the ground of Independence Hall when I walk by there and pray the St. Michael prayer when I pass by all the historical monuments to freemasonry and not to mention all the “medical marijuana” shops, palm reader shops and effeminate stores/restaurants/bars with BLM signs and rainbow flags in the windows.

Heaven is our true country as the Second Glorious Mystery of the Rosary teaches us. I hope and pray, I will get there some day and live for eternity under that Absolute Monarchy and I hope to meet you there and thank you for all you did in this valley of tears 🙂

Take care and God Bless,

A

Miss Barnhardt,

I thought you might be interested in the following.

I came down with a moderately bad case of COVID in January. I asked my primary to prescribe me Ivermectin, but he declined. I was quite sick for about two weeks with strange symptoms (I won’t bore you with the details), but mostly recovered. However, most of my taste and smell never came back, and I remained tired and felt off through mid-June.

In mid-June, I started feeling ill again, with what felt like a regular cold. This time, I went myself to a local feed store and got some edible Ivermectin horse paste, and took an appropriate dose.

Within 48 hours, not only did I feel completely cured of the cold, but my taste and smell had fully returned. I have also otherwise felt fully recovered from the other long-term COVID symptoms.

This could have been a coincidence, but I doubt it based on the timing.

Your readers should know that if they are suffering lingering effects of COVID, Ivermectin may help with any long-term symptoms.

M

https://youtu.be/yB1s8sNNqeI

Very standard: store Ivermectin in a cool, dark place. Not the cold fridge.

So basically, put it in a cabinet.

Thanks to the reader who sent the citation. 🙏🏻

I’ve given away 1200+ doses, and am sitting at the moment on 1600 more. With many more to be procured over the coming weeks. I have also bought a bunch of 50mL glass dropper-top bottles, per K in the post below. I totally see that being the hyper-efficient and low-key means of distribution.

Pro tip: they make those bottles in many colors, including blue and green. Brown looks like “medicine”. Maybe consider blue, which looks like aromatherapy oils or some such. Blue is also the color of Our Lady.

Twelve minutes of ringing truth. MP Craig Kelly does a very good job laying out the objective, undeniable evidence. For aggressive distribution.

Good oil! Deadset! Good onya, Mate!

https://youtu.be/1WLYBmq9-tU

Click here to read about Our Lady of Charity of Cobre, patroness of Cuba!

Our Lady of Charity of Cobre shrine, US Naval Station Guantanamo Bay:

Dear Ann,

Not to embarrass you, but in all likelihood, you helped save my life. Every time I have tried to write you a letter to express my thanks, the words feel silly and inadequate. My gratitude simply overwhelms me.

But in part because I have also been needing to share a crucial suggestion with you — which I’ll get to below — I am determined to send this long-overdue note of appreciation TODAY.

Dear, beloved, precious Ann! It was you who put me onto Karl Denninger, who put me onto Dr. Pierre Kory, whose impassioned testimony in the U.S. Senate last December inspired me to find the FLCCC website, where I found the I-MASK+ prophylactic protocol for high-risk individuals. Just as importantly, it was YOU who gave me the actual way to DO that protocol, since my own doctor refused to prescribe me ivermectin. (Hello, Tractor Supply!)

I am 64, and have two risk factors — obesity (mea maxima culpa) and high blood pressure (yes, probably as a direct result of the obesity). But for most of last year, any fear for my own life or health was DWARFED by my fear that I might asymptomatically or pre-symptomatically INFECT SOMEONE ELSE and be responsible for their death.

I have been told for years by people close to me that I suffer from scrupulosity. Maybe so, maybe not, but in any case, my life was constricted by my fear of hurting others, even though I knew from early on that something was very, very fishy about the whole Covid thing, and that Fauci was a snake.

But praise be to God, I took my first dose of 1% ivermectin injectable solution on December 24, and a HUGE burden was lifted from me. It is probably no exaggeration to say that ivermectin saved my sanity. It gave me my life back. I feel that you and Dr. Kory, by informing me about ivermectin, have been God’s instruments in bringing me precious, priceless peace of mind. I feel like an ex-prisoner who’s been granted her freedom. Who is to say whether saving my sanity has not also in some sense saved my life?

So I am unspeakably grateful to you, dear lady!

And now for the suggestion, which I really hope you will share with others. Rather than be dependent on those disposable syringes, why not do what I do: Pry the cap off the bottle that the solution comes in, and pour the liquid into empty brown glass bottles with leakproof caps — either regular caps or caps with droppers. Then it is very easy to pour or dropper your dose into a measuring spoon (1 ml = 0.2 tsp) and take it just like cough medicine. (To me, it even tastes a little like cough medicine, only not as cloyingly sweet.)

I have poured liquid into 50-ml brown glass bottles, labeled the bottles, and given them to people who are actually committed to taking it, either for prevention, like me, or if they start to get sick any time in the future.

Anticipating the times that are coming, I have gone to Tractor Supply and Orschelns in various cities over the past few months, limiting myself to one 500ml bottle per purchase — I don’t want to buy out any store’s whole supply; I want to leave enough for others in the area who may be buying it. I pay in cash, as you so wisely counseled. (THANK YOU for that advice! I might not have thought of it on my own.)

Then, I ordered online (but NOT from evil Amazon) several cases of 50 mL brown glass bottles with leak-proof caps, into which I plan to soon portion out my sizable supplies and get them labeled and ready to give to people.

I really hope you will share my suggestion about pouring the ivermectin solution into bottles with regular caps and taking your dose from a measuring spoon, just like any other medicine. I’m probably not the only person out there who finds disposable syringes off-putting, inconvenient, costly, and wasteful. Not to mention that they may not be available in stores soon. Supply lines are glitching all over the place, and I suspect that many things will become unavailable at any price in the coming months. My advice is to buy ivermectin while you still can, but forget the syringes. People always have spoons on hand; syringes, not so much.

In closing, just know that I am extremely grateful to you — not only for ivermectin, but for all the Catholic wisdom you share (your piece about the Immaculate Conception and your piece using the deck of cards…. oh my, I will treasure forever), for your continuing work in defense of the true papacy, and for constantly CHALLENGING me personally toward greater holiness.

You make a huge difference in the world, Ann, and you make a huge difference in my life.

God bless you, keep you, and prosper your work for His Kingdom!

Love and peace in Jesus our Savior,

K

P.S. Oh and I didn’t even mention your podcasts!! I only started listening to them a few months ago, and… WOW. Every single one is a gift.

UPDATE: This is NOT SATIRE, folks.

“NHS. Our savior, nothing less.”

This is NOT photoshopped. The National Health Service is the official state religion, and yes, it is absolutely a religion, of the UK. Complete with human sacrifice. The Holocough has only fed this satanic political pagan cult.

Alfie Evans was unavailable for comment.