"What a wonderful world." Just a song.

I was going to name everything I could think of. From V2k on. It's a lot. Short version.
I know no one, or even someone who knows someone, that was damaged by the shot. Or kilt even. None. I know quite a few folks. Old family members. I'm talking 80's. Nobody. No injuries. No turbos. No shit. Let that sink in while you compare your own story to mine.
What if...
Nah, really? It's about the Bluetooth. The MAC address. That was it. Those that have it have everything about them known to the PTB.
I watched a video of a soccer (they seem to be the weakest of sport players) players funeral. I've been a pallbearer a few times. It's heavy. Well these 6 guys did not look strained in the least. Way to light. Like Geo. Floyd's casket was 5 and a half feet long. We are always told. And none can say they are innocent and didn't know. You seen what Hollywood can do. You cannot trust what you see or hear. And now we've been told they can make holograms that can be felt. What a world.