By Yoichi Shimatsu
Exclusive to Rense
On a long bicycle ride to a lemonade and Checkers double-burger topped with crisp-fired onions before the coming COV lockdown, I suddenly swerved to avert rolling over a massive Norway rat with exploded guts being dined on by a swarm of flies. Narrowly clear of that mess, this thought popped up in my mind, there’s another and maybe worse plague coming this way.
Relief came by biting into the messy burger as if it was my last meal on Death Row, I gave the squashed rodent premonition no further thought, that is until late that night when an email arrived from a friend who is retired in Thailand. “I am sitting here afraid of doves.”
I had no idea what his enigmatic words meant or if it was some sick joke about waiting for COV to arrive on the wings of a dove, but the message inspired me to listen to Prince’s “How can you leave me just standing alone in a world so cold? Why do we scream at each other? This is what it sounds like when doves cry.” The Pandemic gives a razor edge to that song, about being covered in sweat, alone in a world so cold, and animals in curious poses like contagious bats and that festering rat.
Later that evening, I did a bit of mixology by chopping local-grown oranges into pieces, grilling a round slice, adding a couple of ounces of vodka and tossing in a swizzle stick of cinnamon. A neighbor stopped by, and while we crushed the orange bits with the cinnamon bark, I asked “What’s the real reason for the gulag order?” He shrugged his shoulders, adding only “My suspicion is that there’s some other reason besides coronavirus that they’re not telling us.” So failing to solve the mystery, we sipped the orange cooler, which was a lot healthier than taking the Kool-Aid dispensed to the public.
Overnight Thai time, morning in Florida, a somewhat less cryptic message arrived. “doves and rats, Hantavirus is breaking out in Yunnan, not far north of here.” So taking his cryptic advice, I looked up news reports from Southeast Asia and also a UPI article indicated that a deceased patient in the Shandong peninsula was a migrant worker at an aquaculture operation on the East China Sea. As in the Wuhan bio-terror attack, aquaculture figures in, meaning the hidden hand running the last mile in these biowarfare operations.
The really bad news is that more than 1,000 people are infected in the deceased man’s home county in southwestern Yunnan, near the borders of Myanmar and Laos, only a short distance from northern Thailand. Gotcha, when the doves arrive so will the rats.
Given the fact of availability of a vaccine in China, especially in tropical areas, the number of Hantavirus victims is strange indeed, because this particular virus and the bubonic plague bacteria have been the prime targets for public-health surveillance and suppression in China for more than six decades. This is because of their development in biological warfare against the Chinese population since the 1930s field-tests by Unit 731 of the Japanese Imperial Army. (For that same reason, these bugs are the lovable pets of Shinzo Abe, whose grandfather Nobusuke Kishi as Manchukuo finance chief and then wartime munitions minister invested so heavily in 731 research and deployment.) One man’s candy is another man’s poison.
A sudden flare-up of 1,000-plus rat-borne virus infections in the Yunnan coffee-growing region, which supplies most of Starbucks beans, whether labeled “Kenyan” and otherwise, is improbable, given massive pesticide use and routine anti-rodent campaigns, boxes of rat poison in every corner.As a volunteer consultant to an organic farming group, I learned that their university-based researchers discovered, to their shock, that the water quality in Yunnan is the worst in China due to heavy metals washed down from the bare-rock Tibetan Plateau and the soil is the most pesticide-contaminated due to the flower-growing industry. Toxicity at that level is a factor for rodent depopulation. So there’s not a lot organic about the Seattle coffee brand with its Yunnan content, among the world’s most toxic for consumers and viruses. Sadly, it once was one of the world’s mellowest and aromatic coffees, back in the days when Indonesian coffee growers fled the CIA-Suharto massacres in the mid-1960s and started up new plantations in Yunnan. “Progress”, due to chemicals, has a way of ruining the best things in life. Now they’re dying like flies down there. Joni Mitchell sure was right about paradise being paved for a parking lot.
Curse of the Golden Triangle
Over this past decade, since the huge investment by the Zuckerberg-Chan Boston clan into Hanoi and Southern China, there’s coincidentally been expanding opium poppy cultivation and methamphetamine synthesis in the broad arc of new-plowed fields across northern Laos, resurgent Myanmar and parts of Yunnan, with equipment and chemical supplies hauled in aboard Vietnamese Army trucks guarded by an international crew of Thai, Chinese, Vietnamese-Americans, Nigerians and even whites in the renewed Golden Triangle. Meanwhile, Asian officials linked to the Korean, Japanese and Vietnamese mafias have been discouraging enforcement by the DEA and local anti-drug police in Bangkok and across the region. My longtime source in Interpol, an honest cop, was transferred out after the agency was taken over by a China-appointed bureaucrat, who’s since been arrested. Musical chairs for the cops, to keep them in the dark. Forget Maui, it’s now Kaui Wowie!
Delivering biological weapons for use against Yunnan tribal peoples is therefore easier done than said. Then, when you give it a moment of thought, FB has since its inception been the surest way to spot and recruit prospective young drug dealers in remote places like Wichita or Bushmills, Northern Ireland by way of Shannon Airport and Boston, where all the Irish cops are on the take of the Viet-Cantonese mob. These details came to me because I used to place paroled refugee teenage shooters for the triads into legit jobs and school in NYC, so call me Serpico.
Given the sheer number of gangsters for hire in the Greater Golden Triangle, the sudden Hantavirus explosion is indicative of something other that the usual alibi of zoonotic infection from wild animals. Given widespread vaccination for Hantavirus in rural China, that’s like a thousand residents during the monsoon season being caught outdoors without an umbrella, simply impossible, indicating this variant is a gene-modified bio-weapon like COVID-19. Arriving at this precise moment when the COV panic is starting to diminish, this could well be another ratcheting up in a series of planned biological warfare assaults.
So here again, as in COVID-19 Wuhan, the common denominator is the noxious legacy of Unit 731 and the geopolitical ambitions of Shinzo Abe, the man who would be Shogun. Japanese research on Hantavirus involves Hokkaido University, the alma mater of the infamous Dr. Death of U Wisconsin Yoshihiro Kawaoka, along with the Japan Institute of infectious Diseases and also several veterinary labs. Pirbright Institute remains silent about Hantavirus, although one of their tracking-retracing projects is focused on the Sin Nombre (translated as “no name”) HTV sub-species discovered in a Navaho reservation in the Four Corners, not far from the postwar Unit 731 lab at the Dugway Proving Ground.
South Korea again, as in those 200 Shincheonji cult members in Wuhan, is a factor given that the Hantavirus was first isolated (other than by 731) in the 1970s in Seoul. Another common element is aquaculture, specifically lakes suitable for Tilapia as carriers and also abounding in river rats.
And, yes, Hantavirus Pulmonary Syndrome broke out in 1999 in Manitoba Province, home ground of the Canadian National Microbiology Laboratory in Winnipeg. Not to left out in the cold, Porton Down-DSTL is conducting research on Hantavirus infections among pet rodent owners, sewer workers, farmers and pest-control removers, obviously to collect blood samples in the first step toward amassing serum. All the usual suspects, and so we are shocked, just shocked to find biowarfare going on, ho-hum.
Hantavirus is a nasty but clever piece of work, weaponized by Unit 731 lab in Harbin before the invention of the electron microscope. How’d they do it? With German-invented chemical stains that can reveal many types of viruses as wall as bacteria. This virus triggers a hemorrhagic fever that raises body temperatures to levels destructive of internal organs and overheats the brain; pneumonia-like pulmonary symptoms including gasping and drowning lungs; related heart palpitations, and finally cardiac arrest. It’s a murine virus, meaning that it carried in certain types of rats and mice, which infect humans through their urine and droppings. By now Hantavirus has become localized inside endemic rodents across Asia, the Americas, Russia and Eastern Europe, all thanks to the Cold War CIA wannabees and their biological-jujitsu masters from Unit 731.
Grim Reaper across Northeast Asia
Hantavirus is one of those official cover-ups that I’ve researched and exposed over the decades as the actual reason, rather than bubonic plague, for Unit 731’s success at urban sieges against walled cities in northern China, felling untold numbers of Chinese soldiers and civilians, but sometimes back-firing to cause fatal lung infections in thousands of Japanese troopers. Since Japan was suffering crop failures back then, losing infantry soldiers was beneficial to the military rather than some sort of loss.
On my first visit to China, one of my translators, who as a teenager had served in the sanitation corps along the Yalu River during the Korean War recalled that American airplanes had dumped a mix of straw, horse hair and mouse droppings over villages and bridges, evidence of a biological warfare program spreading a virus. Over 50 years the CIA adamantly denied any role in bio-warfare in one of its longest-running cover-ups, but later the US Army admitted that hantavirus was researched at Dugway Proving Ground in Utah by captured Japanese scientists from Unit 731 on the payroll of the CIA.
The carriers are clever critters (I used to work in a rat lab, and much preferred the docile rats to the feisty little mice) that managed to escape lab captivity and ran off to the Four Corners region. That souls improbable, so maybe in the darkness of night the rodents were being field-tested as biowar carriers against Navaho Nation in 1993. The next outbreak, attributed to field mice, occurred at in the tents at Camp Curry in Yosemite National Park in 2012, which led to the demolition and removal of the tent city. Then, just this past autumn, I learned about bubonic plague, another Unit 371 speciality, in the squirrels of Riverside County, where March Air Force base is located. Linking the dots, the trail went from the Unit 731 team in Utah along a couple of highways through the Intermountain Desert to the USAF-CIA airfield, which flew supply missions to Kadena Air Base in Okinawa and then on to Seoul.
Seoul is where 3,000 American servicemen in the Korean War were massacred in a literal wind-driven Hantavirus blow-back by the namesake Hantan River. Then called the Korean hemorrhagic fever, the Pentagon avoided mention of this CIA self-inflicted GI killer, which did get airtime in the Alan Alda TV series M.A.S.H., season 4 episode 12, when Radar O’Reilly wins a week of R&R in Tokyo but comes down with the Hantavirus-caused fever.
As during the Korean conflict of 1950-53, not a single Western government or health agency and certainly not Shinzo Abe’s gang will admit that COVID and now Hantavirus are biological weapons from state-owned laboratories. That’s pathetic, and unlike the 1970s TV series, nothing at all is being mentioned on television or in the mainstream media. The Cold War against the American public never ended.
Now as the bell clangs to start Round 2 of this ordeal, the fight is hardly begun as the world slumps into a roper-doper. Although many people has rushed to the defense of NIH bigwig Anthony Fauci, it’s not well known that he’s connected with Pirbright Institute, the Gates Foundation and Wellcome Trust via Dr. Malcolm Martin, a top-level researcher at Fauci’s National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases.
My suggest cure for these exotic “diseases” is to snatch Shinzo Abe and confine in a hellhole cell as a doctor holds a syringe in each hand. “Which delightful picker-upper would like to try first, COVID or Hantavirus” It would not be a surprise if the contagions stopped in their tracks, right after his phone call to an yakuza boss and his buddies Netanyahu and Lord Rothschild. If only there was an antidote to fraud, subversion and kleptocracy, we’d all be a lot healthier.
Meanwhile, during this siege, I’m hunkering down with a selenium-rich diet of astragalus sticks boiled in soup, which kept me COV-resistant for the entire 6-month quarantine in Hong Kong, where I did tours of hospitals to check on indoor air quality, had a minor surgery for a cyst and was the only diner in restaurants, and later visited chicken-raising operation in Thailand during the avian influenza blitz, never wearing a face-mask in either situation. Some brazil nuts are on order to boost the immune system, plus more garlic than usual in the pasta sauce.
Meanwhile, avoid all the hyped-up virus medications, since none are target specific. So that’s like using a shotgun to hit a mosquito inside your bedroom. The inside word is that an on-target magic bullet will be ready in May, but by then this epidemic could well be over.
As for specific rodents in the USA that can carry Hantavirus, these are the Cotton rat, the Rice rat, the white-footed mouse and deer mouse. Missing from the short list is the main species that carries the dreaded disease, the gigantic Norway rat that I crossed paths with. The enemy in here, folks. In Japan, the shrew mouse is also a carrier, and there are a dozen other infectious species, so check with your national health agency.
When this blockade is over, I’m going to have to take another ride over to the hamburger stand, where sensibly there’s tables and chairs outside, but I’ll try a different bike path away from the swamps, that is if I survive the lockdown. No cheese and no mayo with barbecue sauce instead and extra onions, because when you’ve got something to look forward to, life has meaning and purpose.