Video Links Biden to Military Confrontation with Russia Dear Reader, Did Biden just get caught in the BIGGEST lie of his presidency? [This presentation]( contains video evidence that incriminates him in a shocking âact of warâ⦠At first, the Little Man petted and caressed them and smoothed down their hairy coats. Then he took out a currycomb and worked over them till they shone like glass. Satisfied with the looks of the two little animals, he bridled them and took them to a market place far away from the Land of Toys, in the hope of selling them at a good price. In fact, he did not have to wait very long for an offer. Lamp-Wick was bought by a farmer whose donkey had died the day before. Pinocchio went to the owner of a circus, who wanted to teach him to do tricks for his audiences. And now do you understand what the Little Manâs profession was? This horrid little being, whose face shone with kindness, went about the world looking for boys. Lazy boys, boys who hated books, boys who wanted to run away from home, boys who were tired of schoolâall these were his joy and his fortune. He took them with him to the Land of Toys and let them enjoy themselves to their heartâs content. When, after months of all play and no work, they became little donkeys, he sold them on the market place. In a few years, he had become a millionaire. What happened to Lamp-Wick? My dear children, I do not know. Pinocchio, I can tell you, met with great hardships even from the first day. After putting him in a stable, his new master filled his manger with straw, but Pinocchio, after tasting a mouthful, spat it out. Then the man filled the manger with hay. But Pinocchio did not like that any better. âAh, you donât like hay either?â he cried angrily. âWait, my pretty Donkey, Iâll teach you not to be so particular.â Without more ado, he took a whip and gave the Donkey a hearty blow across the legs. Pinocchio screamed with pain and as he screamed he brayed: âHaw! Haw! Haw! I canât digest straw!â âThen eat the hay!â answered his master, who understood the Donkey perfectly. âHaw! Haw! Haw! Hay gives me a headache!â
And that could have a deadly impact on millions of American citizens. WARNING! What youâre about to see is extremely controversial. In fact, the White House has flat out DENIED what youâre about to see. But itâs important that you and EVERY American patriot sees it right away. âDo you pretend, by any chance, that I should feed you duck or chicken?â asked the man again, and, angrier than ever, he gave poor Pinocchio another lashing. At that second beating, Pinocchio became very quiet and said no more. After that, the door of the stable was closed and he was left alone. It was many hours since he had eaten anything and he started to yawn from hunger. As he yawned, he opened a mouth as big as an oven. Finally, not finding anything else in the manger, he tasted the hay. After tasting it, he chewed it well, closed his eyes, and swallowed it. âThis hay is not bad,â he said to himself. âBut how much happier I should be if I had studied! Just now, instead of hay, I should be eating some good bread and butter. Patience!â Next morning, when he awoke, Pinocchio looked in the manger for more hay, but it was all gone. He had eaten it all during the night. He tried the straw, but, as he chewed away at it, he noticed to his great disappointment that it tasted neither like rice nor like macaroni. âPatience!â he repeated as he chewed. âIf only my misfortune might serve as a lesson to disobedient boys who refuse to study! Patience! Have patience!â âPatience indeed!â shouted his master just then, as he came into the stable. âDo you think, perhaps, my little Donkey, that I have brought you here only to give you food and drink? Oh, no! You are to help me earn some fine gold pieces, do you hear? Come along, now. I am going to teach you to jump and bow, to dance a waltz and a polka, and even to stand on your head.â Poor Pinocchio, whether he liked it or not, had to learn all these wonderful things; but it took him three long months and cost him many, many lashings before he was pronounced perfect.
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âMost honored friends, Gentlemen and Ladies! âYour humble servant, the Manager of this theater, presents himself before you tonight in order to introduce to you the greatest, the most famous Donkey in the world, a Donkey that has had the great honor in his short life of performing before the kings and queens and emperors of all the great courts of Europe. âWe thank you for your attention!â This speech was greeted by much laughter and applause. And the applause grew to a roar when Pinocchio, the famous Donkey, appeared in the circus ring. He was handsomely arrayed. A new bridle of shining leather with buckles of polished brass was on his back; two white camellias were tied to his ears; ribbons and tassels of red silk adorned his mane, which was divided into many curls. A great sash of gold and silver was fastened around his waist and his tail was decorated with ribbons of many brilliant colors. He was a handsome Donkey indeed! The Manager, when introducing him to the public, added these words: âMost honored audience! I shall not take your time tonight to tell you of the great difficulties which I have encountered while trying to tame this animal, since I found him in the wilds of Africa. Observe, I beg of you, the savage look of his eye. All the means used by centuries of civilization in subduing wild beasts failed in this case. I had finally to resort to the gentle language of the whip in order to bring him to my will. With all my kindness, however, I never succeeded in gaining my Donkeyâs love. He is still today as savage as the day I found him. He still fears and hates me. But I have found in him one great redeeming feature. Do you see this little bump on his forehead? It is this bump which gives him his great talent of dancing and using his feet as nimbly as a human being. Admire him, O signori, and enjoy yourselves. I let you, now, be the judges of my success as a teacher of animals. Before I leave you, I wish to state that there will be another performance tomorrow night. If the weather threatens rain, the great spectacle will take place at eleven oâclock in the morning.â The Manager bowed and then turned to Pinocchio and said: âReady, Pinocchio! Before starting your performance, salute your audience!â
âGood-by, Master. If you ever need a skin for your drum, remember me.â He swam on and on. After a while, he turned around again and called louder than before: âGood-by, Master. If you ever need a piece of good dry firewood, remember me.â In a few seconds he had gone so far he could hardly be seen. All that could be seen of him was a very small black dot moving swiftly on the blue surface of the water, a little black dot which now and then lifted a leg or an arm in the air. One would have thought that Pinocchio had turned into a porpoise playing in the sun. After swimming for a long time, Pinocchio saw a large rock in the middle of the sea, a rock as white as marble. High on the rock stood a little Goat bleating and calling and beckoning to the Marionette to come to her. There was something very strange about that little Goat. Her coat was not white or black or brown as that of any other goat, but azure, a deep brilliant color that reminded one of the hair of the lovely maiden. Pinocchioâs heart beat fast, and then faster and faster. He redoubled his efforts and swam as hard as he could toward the white rock. He was almost halfway over, when suddenly a horrible sea monster stuck its head out of the water, an enormous head with a huge mouth, wide open, showing three rows of gleaming teeth, the mere sight of which would have filled you with fear. Do you know what it was? That sea monster was no other than the enormous Shark, which has often been mentioned in this story and which, on account of its cruelty, had been nicknamed âThe Attila of the Seaâ by both fish and fishermen. Poor Pinocchio! The sight of that monster frightened him almost to death! He tried to swim away from him, to change his path, to escape, but that immense mouth kept coming nearer and nearer. âHasten, Pinocchio, I beg you!â bleated the little Goat on the high rock. And Pinocchio swam desperately with his arms, his body, his legs, his feet. âQuick, Pinocchio, the monster is coming nearer!â Email is compliments of Finance and Investing Traffic, LLC, owner and operator of Investing Trends Today. Don't hesitate to get in touch with our team of professionals for effective solutions and customized support. If you have any questions regarding security, please feel free to email us at abuse@investingtrendstoday.com. Copyright © 2023. Investing Trends Today [ITT] All Rights Reserved. 221 W 9th St # Wilmington, DE 19801 Sometimes, colleagues of Investing Trends Today share special offers with us that we think our readers should be made aware of. Above is one such special opportunity that we believe deserves your attention. Stay informed about the most recent developments and news in the realm of investing and finance by including us in your roster of [reliable sources](. This ad is sent on behalf of Paradigm Press, LLC, at 808 St. Paul Street, Baltimore MD 21202. If you're not interested in this opportunity from Paradigm Press, LLC, please [click here]( to remove your email from these offers. This offer is brought to you by Investing Trends Today. 221 W 9th St # Wilmington, DE 19801. If you would like to unsubscribe from receiving offers brought to you by Investing Trends Today [click here.]( [Privacy Policy]( | [Terms & Conditions]( Should you wish to stop receiving similar emails in the future, kindly refer to the unsubscribe link below. [Unsubscribe](