Hippopoo

Imagine Chris Whitty and Neil Ferguson being sent by the WHO to Tanzania to spread the Gates’ Foundation gospel that Big Pharma’s death-shots are good for everyone and the best protection anyone can have. This was not the first time the “vaccinate” mentality had been used to try to decimate African tribal populations. Those with no shame about acts of genocide are nothing short of shameless.

Backed up by vaccine donations of 1.6 million doses from the US to add to Belgium’s donation and you can see how desperate the west is becoming to bring them into line.

While many in the towns and cities of Tanzania are bi-lingual in English and Swahili, in rural areas Swahili was the preferred lingua franca. Whitty and Ferguson were tasked with getting the Gates’ message to everyone, including the villages.

Following the assassination of Tanzania’s beloved president, John Magufuli, the WHO issued a statement in February 2021 that was much more concerned with getting people vaccinated devoting just one brief sentence to Magufuli’s “recent passing” as they put it. Dr Tedros Adhanom Ghebreyesus was hell-bent on getting all Tanzanians jabbed.

“I renew my call for Tanzania to start reporting COVID-19 cases and share data. I also call on Tanzania to implement the public health measures that we know work in breaking the chains of transmission, and to prepare for vaccination.”

Dr Tedros Adhanom Ghebreyesus, 20 February 2021

Professors Chris Whitty and Neil Ferguson have already done time in Africa, locking down vast areas during the Ebola crises of West Africa, all in preparation for the current scam over which Ferguson recently forecast 500 deaths a day from the Omicron variant. These are the “expert” people advising our government.

You can imagine the pair of them flying over to Tanzania – since neither obey any rules they set for the rest of us over here. And as Tanzania is fairly liberal with most people getting on with their lives it gives them a little freedom from the odd investigative photojournalist.

Out in rural areas the two vaccine ambassadors set up a platform to advise the dissenting Tanzanians where they are going wrong in continuing to enjoy themselves when the rest of the world suffers.

“Citizens”, Ferguson begins, “citizens of Tanzania, the vaccines kindly supplied by Belgium and the USA are your best way out of this crisis. They have been fully-tested and they are safe. . .”

A roar goes up from the crowd.

“Mavi ya kiboko!”

Those in ceremonial dress bang their spears on the ground with another raucous roar.

“Mavi ya kiboko!”

Whitty and Ferguson look to their interpreter for approval, and see him nod his head.

“You’re winning them over”, says Whitty. “By George, I do believe you are.”

Thus encouraged Ferguson warms to his theme remembering what the WHO advice was.

“Billions of people have been safely vaccinated against COVID-19. All of the approved COVID-19 vaccines have been carefully tested and continue to be monitored.”

“Mavi ya kiboko!”

“Like all vaccines, COVID-19 vaccines go through a rigorous, multi-stage testing process, including large clinical trials that involve tens of thousands of people. These trials are specifically designed to identify any safety concerns.”

“Mavi ya kiboko!”

“An external panel of experts convened by WHO analyses the results from clinical trials and recommends whether and how the vaccines should be used. Officials in individual countries decide whether to approve the vaccines for national use and develop policies for how to use the vaccines based on WHO recommendations.”

The biggest roar yet goes up from the crowd.

“Mavi ya kiboko!”

Ferguson, following the whispered approval of Whitty: “you’ve got them eating out of your hand”, becomes further encouraged with another agreeable nod from the interpreter.

Eventually he finishes his prepared speech with a smug look of satisfaction. The crowd disperses chanting “Mavi ya kiboko” in a unanimous chorus that can be heard from the Serengeti National Park to Dar es Salaam. The two professors are pleased with their day’s work.

With a job well done and the arrival of early evening, its big red sun going slowly down, they make their way to the watering-hole to watch the hippos emerge. All of a sudden the interpreter shouts: “Watch out for the mavi ya kiboko.” But it’s too late. Whitty and Ferguson are knee-deep in it.