The place was jammed packed and non-maskers and face nappy wearers were intermingling quite easily in truth. We have to comment that the array of different styles of slavery masks (For that is what they are) was incredible. Pathetic though.
There had been quite a moronics in their black slavery masks milling outside as we approached the Trafford Centre. Outside? Why? What do these Homo Moronicus individuals think they are going to catch ...other than destroying their immune system, increasing their CO2 intake and lessening their Oxygen intake to the brain. Their face nappies are also incubators for dozens of bacterial spores which they are breathing into their lungs along with the mask fibres.
Madness. Utter madness created by the government fear narratives. We had too much SAGE during our build up to Xmas, and the already petrified sheeples are now shit scared. This mental injury will remain with them for the rest of their lives. It's trauma based mind control and its pitiful.
Anyway. We were freely able to wander through, and around, any of the shops and department stores without a problem. Many others were doing the same. But the moronics were dilligently adhering to the bankrupt Government Corporations unlawful mandate ... donning their face nappies like obedient slaves in the same stores.
Many of the stores no longer had the mask mandate signs at their entrances. But some had their fearmongery signs there for all to see. Most ignored them. There was also the communist voice over the tannoy from time to time instructing us to wear our masks etc etc. Bullshit gets treated like bullshit.
It got to lunch time, so we queued for 'wonderful' take away food in the large food hall and then walked for about fifteen minutes seeking a table to eat our delights. When we did plonk ourselves down, a rather fearful moronic arrived at an unoccupied table close by to us. She was wearing a black slave mask, complete with a tie down pin at the top of the mask over the bridge of her nose. She sat down and still wore the mask. She looked and felt petrified. She stood up and asked an cleaner to sanitise her table for her. Once sanitised she then put her elbows on to it and her phone. We wondered if the shopping bags she had beside her had been equally sanitised after she had purchased her goods. Or if the contents of the said bags had been sanitised too?
Sad to see someone so young so badly affected by the fear narratives. But she wasn't an isolated case. There were many wandering through the shops that literally flinched when a naked face went near them. It's a mad mad world these days ... divided into the non-fearing naked faced humans and the petrified slave masked moronics. And in the UK, SAGE and our media are solely to blame for this carnage.....
