Cure May Be Worse Than The Disease?

Really?

We have millions of examples in history where the cure was worse than the disease.

A public health response to the Black Death

Less disturbing, if equally useless, were the numerous plague ‘cures’. Strapping live chickens around plague buboes or drinking potions laced with mercury, arsenic or ground horn from the mythical unicorn did not help. Nor did carrying sweet-smelling flowers and herbs or ornate pomanders to purify the air. But amid the chaos, the pandemic prompted more useful responses - early public health measures to be expanded and then refined in the coming decades. For the Black Death should not be seen in isolation. It was the main event, a big bang. But it was also the herald for waves of lesser plague outbreaks that appeared regularly until well into the 1700s.

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The first example that popped into my infertile mind was that of George Washington, who, according to some historians, died of his "cure," not the disease.

Yes! The father of our country was REALLY sick, but it wasn't until they bled him of 40% of his blood that he went to that big, Mt. Vernon plantation in the sky!

Then there were those "folk cures" my great grandma used. Like rubbing dirt on a wound, or axle grease and spider webs on a DEEP  wound, or horse manure, if gangrene has set in,  but ALWAYS drinking moonshine throughout the whole ordeal, to cleanse your innards!

Okay! President Trump said yesterday, that maybe shutting down the world's economy (AKA the "cure"), could be worse than the disease!

I see his point. If  millions of folks lose their jobs, businesses, commit suicide, starve to death, kill each other over T.P., cannot produce food for the hungry, are prevented from having funerals and weddings, or Moose Lodge gatherings, or going to Disney Theme Parks, shooting the s%*t at the barber shop, and a million other things...is the "cure" worth it?

Of course, I'm too wishy washy to take a stand one way or the other, but I'm behind whatever has the best results in the end, which I hope I'm alive to witness. 

In conclusion, I'm so thankful I'm not President Trump, Vice President Pence, Dr. Fauci, or any other person responsible for making the decisions that will determine the survival of America, as we know it!

I know God has the ultimate say so, but it keeps us on our toes wondering what He has in store for the near future!

That reminds me! I need to pray more than I watch the news!

Keep Your Social Distance

A Poem For The Time!

I've been hiding from my neighbors,

Putting up resistance,

Acting like a hermit,

To keep my social distance.

Putting on my hazmat suit,

Throwing up a big fence,

Replacing all the door locks,

To keep my social distance.

If you wanna hug me,

I'm gonna be an old Grinch,

And keep you all six feet away,

To keep my social distance.

I had to do some shopping,

Bought T.P., bread and incense, 

Of course, I got it all on line,

To keep my social distance. 

If you wanna be a healthy horse,

Free from those oxy tents,

Practice social distancing,

Yes! Keep your social distance!! 

 "The War Of The Worlds," In Reverse!

Try to follow me on this, 'cause this is some deep stuff!

Remember "The War Of The Worlds?" Not the radio show that freaked everybody out, but the 1953 movie with Gene Barry.

To make a long movie short, the high tech aliens were brought down by a virus! No earth weapons could kill the alien monsters, but a simple virus wiped them out.

• (Gene Barry) "You might get a clue from that anemic blood."
• (Duprey) "Are you suggesting a biological approach?"
• (Gene Barry) "We know now that we can't beat their machines. We've got to beat them."
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Narrator:
The Martians had no resistance to the bacteria in our atmosphere to which we have long since become immune. Once they had breathed our air, germs, which no longer affect us, began to kill them. The end came swiftly. All over the world, their machines began to stop and fall. After all that men could do had failed, the Martians were destroyed and humanity was saved by the littlest things which God and His wisdom had put upon this Earth.

Okay, now stay with me. NOTHING could bring down the American economy! So, the American economy represents the mighty aliens!

Some unidentified folks wanted to bring down the American lifestyle, so they create a virus that TOTALLY cripples the American economy in a matter of days!

Get it! "The War Of The Worlds," in reverse!! 

Or not.

Hollywood Bound...Maybe!

I don't know if I should be sharing this with y'all, but I will be auditioning for a movie role at the end of April!

I sent in a video of me doing a scene from "On The Waterfront" and they messaged me to come in for an audition!

By now you're thinking this is not a REAL movie audition. It's a scam, Danny! 

No. This is real! The producers of the upcoming movie were featured on the Greg and Dan radio show. 

Greg swears he had nothing to do with me getting the audition, and I believe him. He wouldn't lie about something this immense!

The film will be distributed by NBC Universal, which is a company I've heard of in my history of movie watching.

It's a very small part (they already sent me the lines), but ya gotta start somewhere, right?

They also sent me a "size sheet," which is exactly what it sounds like. I had to fill in all my sizes for my movie costume, if I pass the audition. 

I'm not going to mention the name of the movie, or any other details, because I don't want to step on their marketing plans and get sued or something.

Anyway, pray that I do good on my audition, but wait until the end of April, so the prayers are totally fresh! However, if you pray AFTER April 25th, you'll be too late!

I won't forget all of you "little people" when I appear on the "big screen!"  I'll be like Bill Murray, or Keanu Reeves.  Down to earth and lovable, when I have time for slumming. 

Okay! Who's got my back?

Out Of This World Wednesday

Help From A Friend

Alrighty now. Gary has just made a deal with the dastardly "spaze pirates," to give them the Silver Sausage spazeship if he and Rosie do not eliminate Krug the Kruddy from existence!

The Silver Sausage spazeship in all it's glory!

The pirates have disembarked from the Silver Sausage, and have gone back to the Rolly Dodger, their spazeship that looks like a Spanish galleon.

Gary is now in the process of repairing the hatch that Rainbow Beard separated from the hull of the spazeship...and Rosie is supervising, as usual.

Rosie - "You're gonna need to work faster than that, Gary! In just a few minutes the Silver Sausage will implode from Van Alex Belt nano particles that are coming through this gaping hole in the bulkhead!"

Gary - "Excuse me? This is NOT the bulkhead, it's the hull!"

Rosie - "Just testing you."

Gary - "Riiight. By the way, why would Rainbow Beard want our spazeship, when Krug is going to destroy ALL lifeforms that exist if we fail in our mission?"

Krug the Kruddy Destroyer

Rosie - "Once again, you weren't paying attention to the narrator last week! The narrator said that Krug will only eliminate from existence the GOOD and GENTLE lifeforms. The lives of dirty spaze pirates he'll spare!"

Good and gentle lifeforms...bye bye!

Band of filthy pirates..are Krug proof!

Gary - "Done and done, Rosie! Do we have any Godzilla glue to make sure it stays attached?"

Rosie - "Uh, we will need to go in and out that hatch, numbskull, so DON'T Godzilla glue it, kapeesh?"

At that very instant, the Silver Sausage starts filling with a purkle mist, and SUDDENLY Mumsthewitch appears in front of our startled spaze scouts!

Mumsthewitch - "Beware the virus that tikes yer bloody souls, mites! (Mumsthewitch hails from the 2nd dimension of the 3rd Australia, somewhere in the future) It starts out like the common flu, then goes to yer ed, and down under yer shoe, then before you kin sneeze, tikes yer soul from you!!"

Rosie - "Oh my, our dear friend! Is there any way to prevent this from happening to us?"

Gary - "Oh my, our dear friend! Is there any way to prevent this from happening to us?"

Mumsthewitch - "Crikey! It's already begun! The first symptom is repeatin' the words of other blokes!" 

Gary - "Can you help us, oh great, Mumsthewitch?"

Rosie - "Can you help us, oh great, Mumsthewitch?"

Mumsthewitch - "I hope so. This is sounding so redundant! Okay, to rid yerself of the VTTYBS virus, ya need ta tike this secret potion, stand on yer raught leg through the naugt, and then call me in the mornin'!" 

Rosie - "Oh thank you, Mumsthewitch! Losing our souls would be a big bummer! Especially at this critical time of finding Krug, his Hitlerstalinmussolinians, and then crushing them all into non-existence!!!"

Gary - ""Oh thank you, Mumsthewitch! Losing our souls would be a big bum..."

Mumsthewitch - "ENOUGH!"

Instantly, Mumsthewitch shoots through the hull at a phenominal speed, leaving a purkle haze floating in the aftermath! 

Gary - "Did you see what the narrator said, Rosie? Hmmm? Mumsthewitch shot through the HULL, NOT the bulkhead!!"

Rosie -  "Did you see what the narrator said, Rosie? Hmmm? Mumsthewitch shot through the HULL, NOT the bulkhead!!"

 "Just shut up and tike, I mean take the nasty potion before standing on your right leg throughout the night!"

Gary - "  "Just shut up and tike, I mean take the nasty potion before standing on your right leg throughout the night!"

So, the arduous, next to impossible task of standing on one leg throughout the night begins!

No midnight snacks, no going to the potty, no sleeping. Only the tik tok of the ole clock, counting down the time until they may lose their precious souls due to weakness, or, maybe, low blood sugar...or BOTH!!

Can you see how important it is for you to visit Out Of This World Wednesday, next Wednesday? 

Oh, I hope so!