Oh No, Not The Oleander

August 17, 2020 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized

Put away your hypodermic filled with bleach – there’s a new cure for Coronavirus.  And the MyPillow guy is gonna make money off it.

I love Oleanders, but I could never have any of them in my yard because they are poisonous. My daddy was freaked about them.  Our Aunt Nelda had a big yard and instead of a fence, she had enormous oleanders.  In summer, it looked like a pink paint factory exploded in her backyard.  We’d go over for barbeques and my Daddy would spend the entire day standing between me and an oleander. My Aunt Nelda had barbeque and homemade ice cream – why the hell would I eat a plant?  Geezzz, I was a full grown teenager and every time we were at Aunt Nelda’s my Daddy would still remind me several times during the day that oleanders were poisonous.  Took all the joy outta smelling the damn things because it might just jump in your mouth if you got close enough.

After all that, Trump’s people are saying that oleanders will cure Coronavirus.  They are telling me to eat something poisonous, I guess.

The experimental botanical extract, oleandrin, was promoted to Trump during an Oval Office meeting in July. It’s embraced by Housing and Urban Development Secretary Ben Carson and MyPillow founder and CEO Mike Lindell, a big Trump backer, who recently took a financial stake in the company that develops the product.

But hell, come to think of it, this might be a simple way to get rid of herd stupidity.

 

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