Heather. This is why I subscribe to your letter!!! So wonderful. So clear headed. Thanks.
Your comments about allowing kids to play and play and play reminds me of something I have felt for a long time. While not a perfect correlation to your article, I offer the following.
In the north east suburban enclave where I grew up in the 1970s and 1980s, we had several families with between 6 and 12 kids. As I look back at these families, these kids were the most emotionally and physically healthy kids in town. They came to school with mismatched socks, messy hair, rode their bikes to baseball practice, and were a constant presence in the school yard or organizing “kick the can” in the community. They could talk to anyone and were unafraid. When they feel down, they got up. As adults they tend to be the least neurotic parents I know. They also tend to be the ones most focused on the dangers of the ”prison” society is outing their children in.
I grew up in an upstate NY city in the 60s and 70s and had a pretty similar experience (though there are plenty of differences in those settings, of course. Piles of kids who spent way more time outside than in. Thankfully, as I raised my own kids in a tiny rural Alaskan town, I did not fall into the "safetyism" I saw growing in many parents around me and instead raised free range kids whose characters were formed by curiosity and risk taking and resilience
This speech was on fire! I just got to finally watch it on Rumble (the ScrewTube live stream taping curiously cut off just as you were diving into it), and it was delivered so concisely I was audibly cheering along with the crowd at some points.
I was told that you and Bret stayed a long time after to visit with attendees and graciously take photos with them, and that the lines to do so were long. Well done, you two 🙏
It was good to meet your friend, Zirrus, and to sign something for you, albeit with a pen that ran out of ink…wish you had been able to make it. I hope and trust that we will meet someday. And yes - meeting with people in the audience, hearing some of their stories, was a big part of the draw for me. Actually meeting real humans and hearing a little about who they are.
Oh, wait -- you just did! WE need to shout it from the housetops.
Thank you, thank you and Brett and all who participated in the Rescue the Republic Rally. Sadly, I could not be there in person, but I spread the word, gave my support, and heard to as much as I could of the livestream as I went about the things I had to do. I'm looking forward to a long drive during which I can listen to all the speeches with more attention, and I'm eager to post them on my own blog.
The way a society treats its children is an indication of its strength.
Last week on a train in Japan, a mother and her toddler were riding next to my friend and I. If you’re not familiar with train etiquette in Japan, it’s extremely quiet, like a library. If there is any talking amongst train riders, it’s done quietly and only when necessary. Also I could not help but notice most people on their phones were slowly scrolling mangas or e-books and not fast scrolling through social media applications. This was a common sight in Japan in addition to few riders wearing headphones.
But the relative silence broke
when the child got motion sickness from the jerking of the train and vomited all over the floor. The mother screamed mainly from what I could gather repeating phrases (in Japanese of course) apologizing for the incident.
Almost immediately, most of the train occupants in the car were passing down everything they had from plastic bags to wet wipes to other occupants in the train and to ourselves to pass to the woman. The number of people and the amount of items they were passing down appeared to have overwhelmed the mother.
The people near the doors then stepped off at the next stop to let the mother and her child off the train. As the train left the station, it was clear many of them were waiting to jump onto the next train going the same direction indicating they did not intend to stop at that station.
I explained the incident to several parents in my workplace in the U.S. and they were stunned. “Nobody would offer such help here in the U.S. if I in that mother’s shoes,” several indicated.
I have been following a few channels dedicated to China in the past few years and one of the things I see is that Chinese people are so afraid of scammers that they will NOT usually help someone in obvious distress for fear it is a trap.
I suspect something similar is happening in America as well, particularly the cities
There are various scams like that in Italy in tourist areas as well as LATAM. Someone will “accidentally” squirt something on your clothing (usually ketchup), another will approach you to “help” clean it up. While you’re distracted with the “nice person” offering “assistance,” another person will pickpocket or take your bag or purse.
Heather, i was struck by your observation that during the second half of the last century American children were rarely sick. I can speak with some superannuated authority here as I came into the world six weeks before Pearl Harbor and, by the way it looks, I may be leaving it having come full circle amidst continuous threats of impending doom. Indeed, in my time although we suffered through the common childhood diseases, had the usual colds and flu, as well as a good share of broken bones, I can’t recall of a single kid with obesity, diabetes, food allergies, or neuroses. We ate according to the season and whatever fresh produce was trucked in from California. We had our main meal together at a real table, ate what was served to us and were never coddled with choices. Nothing, I mean nothing ever came out of box for breakfast , except oatmeal maybe. We were Italian after all and quite suspicious of boxes unless wrapped and ribboned up, even then. I remember a hot cup of coffee with an equal portion of milk for breakfast way before latte came into vogue. A bit of pasta was a daily must. My wartime nonna got her real Italian olive oil from Canadian bootleggers. Oranges were a Christmas treat. Candy was purchased with hard earned pennies at the walk-to Mom & Pop around the corner.
In summer a huge bunch of us, some 30 aunts, uncles, and cousins headed to the woods of Northern Michigan where we set up tents. No electricity. No toilets. No nothing. None of the sissy paraphernalia of today’s outdoorsmen. Just a compass, the great outdoors and Hiawatha’s water. We walked the woods, collected blueberries, and rested on tree stumps while watching butterflies doing things you don’t want to know about. We fished for large and small mouth bass and swam in the same cold water until our lips turned blue. The day’s catch was cooked over a campfire that later served as a warm illuminated gathering place for song, tall tales, and spooky stories.
I would have loved to have been there! I'm watching the clips from the RtRR now. RFK Jr and Tulsi Gabard embracing Trump is a game changer. I voted for him twice, but had a genetic aversion to bombastic New Yorkers (born and raised in Florida). I liked what he said but could not get over the anxiety that a fast talking guy could be taking advantage of my lack of sophistication. But seeing Blue team members like Kennedy and Gabard crossing the aisle in his support gives me reassurance that he is the real deal. At least compared to the Deep State/Big Pharma/Military Industrial Complex/MSM psyop we have been living since Eisenhower gave his famous speech.
I had the extreme pleasure of experiencing you deliver this speech in person, at Rescue the Republic on Sunday!! it was nothing short of perfect karma that I was able to attend! 12+ hour drive the day before, with a wonderful woman whom I met on zoom calls of Indiana4Kennedy volunteers. she from southern Indiana, me from far NW Indiana, we met in the middle, near Indianapolis and headed east, in the rain, thru the beautiful mountains. a couple of middle aged gals on a road trip to a demonstration! what could be cooler?! ;)
EVERYTHING about the event was simply top notch: from the production to the speakers & performers and especially the other attendees! I was a little sad that it did not attract a larger crowd (maybe we can blame some of that on the crappy weather) but nothing could dampen the spirits of all who were there.
please express my gratitude to your husband and all the others who made it into an experience that will rank among the top in MY life! it was so special and I'm so thrilled that I can say I was there! plus I gained a new friend, thru our shared adventure. I'm convinced that the 'powers that be' did NOT anticipate that so many of us would find each other and come together like we have.
thank you Heather, for your efforts, for your words and for your leadership!
"This is the time and place where you exist, and it is your sacred duty to embrace reality, and choose between abdication of your rights and duties, and engagement. You are here."
Thank you, Heather, for these steadying words, and your love of humanity and precious children.
It was such an honor to listen to this speech and meet you at Rescue the Republic. It is so heartbreaking from a social and public health lens to see what is being done to future generations and ourselves. I had mentioned to you that I had gotten driven out of my city (Portland) and also my profession (Public Health) over the past several years. Just as it hurt to see the city I once loved devolve, it hurt to see the profession that I had such hope for push out dangerous and nonsensical rules that we can now see were the direct result of regulatory capture. It is difficult to watch now as those same systems that are meant to protect our health are preying on our youth to ensure that our children are set up to be lifetime customers.
That said, people like you and Bret and Bobby as well as others give me hope as you continue to push to have this conversation at a national and even international level. We need a revolution now more than ever. We need to restore sanity to our institutions and remember what purpose they were born to serve. If they cannot be restored, then we must build anew. Again, thank you for all that you are doing to bring people together, to have this conversation, and to remind us that we're not the ones who are going mad as we all travel along this very peculiar timeline.
My sister-in-law, a high school art teacher, tells me that she has never had a student graduate, go to college and actually complete a degree. They go for a semester, freak out and return home. I can't help but wonder if all the ill-advised helicopter parenting is resulting in boomerang kids. When I was a kid, I had ample opportunity to take risks. Some of that was approved, but some was definitely not. Some skinned knees resulted, but so did some confidence. I hope modern kids get to grow up like I did, with more time spent chasing crayfish than playing video games. All of the potential fears turned out to be very low probability. I never blew my fingers off. I never got bitten by a copperhead. I never even broke a bone. That didn't come from not putting myself in situations where those eventualities could have happened. I won the genetic lottery being born to my parents.
Heather. This is why I subscribe to your letter!!! So wonderful. So clear headed. Thanks.
Your comments about allowing kids to play and play and play reminds me of something I have felt for a long time. While not a perfect correlation to your article, I offer the following.
In the north east suburban enclave where I grew up in the 1970s and 1980s, we had several families with between 6 and 12 kids. As I look back at these families, these kids were the most emotionally and physically healthy kids in town. They came to school with mismatched socks, messy hair, rode their bikes to baseball practice, and were a constant presence in the school yard or organizing “kick the can” in the community. They could talk to anyone and were unafraid. When they feel down, they got up. As adults they tend to be the least neurotic parents I know. They also tend to be the ones most focused on the dangers of the ”prison” society is outing their children in.
I grew up in an upstate NY city in the 60s and 70s and had a pretty similar experience (though there are plenty of differences in those settings, of course. Piles of kids who spent way more time outside than in. Thankfully, as I raised my own kids in a tiny rural Alaskan town, I did not fall into the "safetyism" I saw growing in many parents around me and instead raised free range kids whose characters were formed by curiosity and risk taking and resilience
This speech was on fire! I just got to finally watch it on Rumble (the ScrewTube live stream taping curiously cut off just as you were diving into it), and it was delivered so concisely I was audibly cheering along with the crowd at some points.
I was told that you and Bret stayed a long time after to visit with attendees and graciously take photos with them, and that the lines to do so were long. Well done, you two 🙏
It was good to meet your friend, Zirrus, and to sign something for you, albeit with a pen that ran out of ink…wish you had been able to make it. I hope and trust that we will meet someday. And yes - meeting with people in the audience, hearing some of their stories, was a big part of the draw for me. Actually meeting real humans and hearing a little about who they are.
OH WOW! I wish I would have know that that was going on! I would have been thrilled beyond belief to get to meet you!!
SO GOOD! You need to SHOUT IT FROM THE HOUSETOPS!
Oh, wait -- you just did! WE need to shout it from the housetops.
Thank you, thank you and Brett and all who participated in the Rescue the Republic Rally. Sadly, I could not be there in person, but I spread the word, gave my support, and heard to as much as I could of the livestream as I went about the things I had to do. I'm looking forward to a long drive during which I can listen to all the speeches with more attention, and I'm eager to post them on my own blog.
From what I was able to see, it was a fantastic event. Nothing of what I feared; everything I hoped for and more. (https://sursumcorda.salemsattic.com/archives/2024/09/28/rescue-the-republic-join-the-resistance-part-3)
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Beautifully said, Dr. Heying.
The way a society treats its children is an indication of its strength.
Last week on a train in Japan, a mother and her toddler were riding next to my friend and I. If you’re not familiar with train etiquette in Japan, it’s extremely quiet, like a library. If there is any talking amongst train riders, it’s done quietly and only when necessary. Also I could not help but notice most people on their phones were slowly scrolling mangas or e-books and not fast scrolling through social media applications. This was a common sight in Japan in addition to few riders wearing headphones.
But the relative silence broke
when the child got motion sickness from the jerking of the train and vomited all over the floor. The mother screamed mainly from what I could gather repeating phrases (in Japanese of course) apologizing for the incident.
Almost immediately, most of the train occupants in the car were passing down everything they had from plastic bags to wet wipes to other occupants in the train and to ourselves to pass to the woman. The number of people and the amount of items they were passing down appeared to have overwhelmed the mother.
The people near the doors then stepped off at the next stop to let the mother and her child off the train. As the train left the station, it was clear many of them were waiting to jump onto the next train going the same direction indicating they did not intend to stop at that station.
I explained the incident to several parents in my workplace in the U.S. and they were stunned. “Nobody would offer such help here in the U.S. if I in that mother’s shoes,” several indicated.
I have been following a few channels dedicated to China in the past few years and one of the things I see is that Chinese people are so afraid of scammers that they will NOT usually help someone in obvious distress for fear it is a trap.
I suspect something similar is happening in America as well, particularly the cities
There are various scams like that in Italy in tourist areas as well as LATAM. Someone will “accidentally” squirt something on your clothing (usually ketchup), another will approach you to “help” clean it up. While you’re distracted with the “nice person” offering “assistance,” another person will pickpocket or take your bag or purse.
Heather, i was struck by your observation that during the second half of the last century American children were rarely sick. I can speak with some superannuated authority here as I came into the world six weeks before Pearl Harbor and, by the way it looks, I may be leaving it having come full circle amidst continuous threats of impending doom. Indeed, in my time although we suffered through the common childhood diseases, had the usual colds and flu, as well as a good share of broken bones, I can’t recall of a single kid with obesity, diabetes, food allergies, or neuroses. We ate according to the season and whatever fresh produce was trucked in from California. We had our main meal together at a real table, ate what was served to us and were never coddled with choices. Nothing, I mean nothing ever came out of box for breakfast , except oatmeal maybe. We were Italian after all and quite suspicious of boxes unless wrapped and ribboned up, even then. I remember a hot cup of coffee with an equal portion of milk for breakfast way before latte came into vogue. A bit of pasta was a daily must. My wartime nonna got her real Italian olive oil from Canadian bootleggers. Oranges were a Christmas treat. Candy was purchased with hard earned pennies at the walk-to Mom & Pop around the corner.
In summer a huge bunch of us, some 30 aunts, uncles, and cousins headed to the woods of Northern Michigan where we set up tents. No electricity. No toilets. No nothing. None of the sissy paraphernalia of today’s outdoorsmen. Just a compass, the great outdoors and Hiawatha’s water. We walked the woods, collected blueberries, and rested on tree stumps while watching butterflies doing things you don’t want to know about. We fished for large and small mouth bass and swam in the same cold water until our lips turned blue. The day’s catch was cooked over a campfire that later served as a warm illuminated gathering place for song, tall tales, and spooky stories.
I would have loved to have been there! I'm watching the clips from the RtRR now. RFK Jr and Tulsi Gabard embracing Trump is a game changer. I voted for him twice, but had a genetic aversion to bombastic New Yorkers (born and raised in Florida). I liked what he said but could not get over the anxiety that a fast talking guy could be taking advantage of my lack of sophistication. But seeing Blue team members like Kennedy and Gabard crossing the aisle in his support gives me reassurance that he is the real deal. At least compared to the Deep State/Big Pharma/Military Industrial Complex/MSM psyop we have been living since Eisenhower gave his famous speech.
I agree with everything you said, even though I'm only an adopted Floridian (been here 40 years, though).
I had the extreme pleasure of experiencing you deliver this speech in person, at Rescue the Republic on Sunday!! it was nothing short of perfect karma that I was able to attend! 12+ hour drive the day before, with a wonderful woman whom I met on zoom calls of Indiana4Kennedy volunteers. she from southern Indiana, me from far NW Indiana, we met in the middle, near Indianapolis and headed east, in the rain, thru the beautiful mountains. a couple of middle aged gals on a road trip to a demonstration! what could be cooler?! ;)
EVERYTHING about the event was simply top notch: from the production to the speakers & performers and especially the other attendees! I was a little sad that it did not attract a larger crowd (maybe we can blame some of that on the crappy weather) but nothing could dampen the spirits of all who were there.
please express my gratitude to your husband and all the others who made it into an experience that will rank among the top in MY life! it was so special and I'm so thrilled that I can say I was there! plus I gained a new friend, thru our shared adventure. I'm convinced that the 'powers that be' did NOT anticipate that so many of us would find each other and come together like we have.
thank you Heather, for your efforts, for your words and for your leadership!
This along with Taibbi’s speech were the two that resonated the most with me. Beautiful stuff!
Taibbi was fantastic!
My new mantra,
"This is the time and place where you exist, and it is your sacred duty to embrace reality, and choose between abdication of your rights and duties, and engagement. You are here."
Thank you, Heather, for these steadying words, and your love of humanity and precious children.
It was such an honor to listen to this speech and meet you at Rescue the Republic. It is so heartbreaking from a social and public health lens to see what is being done to future generations and ourselves. I had mentioned to you that I had gotten driven out of my city (Portland) and also my profession (Public Health) over the past several years. Just as it hurt to see the city I once loved devolve, it hurt to see the profession that I had such hope for push out dangerous and nonsensical rules that we can now see were the direct result of regulatory capture. It is difficult to watch now as those same systems that are meant to protect our health are preying on our youth to ensure that our children are set up to be lifetime customers.
That said, people like you and Bret and Bobby as well as others give me hope as you continue to push to have this conversation at a national and even international level. We need a revolution now more than ever. We need to restore sanity to our institutions and remember what purpose they were born to serve. If they cannot be restored, then we must build anew. Again, thank you for all that you are doing to bring people together, to have this conversation, and to remind us that we're not the ones who are going mad as we all travel along this very peculiar timeline.
My sister-in-law, a high school art teacher, tells me that she has never had a student graduate, go to college and actually complete a degree. They go for a semester, freak out and return home. I can't help but wonder if all the ill-advised helicopter parenting is resulting in boomerang kids. When I was a kid, I had ample opportunity to take risks. Some of that was approved, but some was definitely not. Some skinned knees resulted, but so did some confidence. I hope modern kids get to grow up like I did, with more time spent chasing crayfish than playing video games. All of the potential fears turned out to be very low probability. I never blew my fingers off. I never got bitten by a copperhead. I never even broke a bone. That didn't come from not putting myself in situations where those eventualities could have happened. I won the genetic lottery being born to my parents.
There is NOTHING democratic about the Democrats.
Demonrats, all of them.
Incredible speech. Thank you!
Excellent speech. Thank you for all you do.
Perfect, Heather.
Woman, You hit that one out of the park. Thank you.