"Update"
By now, it's no secret that my election work is finally going public... big time. First, a one hour special featuring just my work. Then, in the sequel to Lindell's first blockbuster (150 million views), Absolute Proof. Then, in another series of movies where I teach every citizen what is going on, and how to address it.
So many months of hard work, finally coming to light!
I also intend to resume the Primer series; it is on my list of priorities.
Since December, I have been under legal and ethical restraints which have limited my ability to share the key elements. It was difficult to be patient, knowing what I know.
In the end, this timing was right in so many ways, and it just goes to show that God's timing is not our timing. God sees the big picture.
It is a remarkable feeling to suddenly realize that you are where you are because God is at work, and that you are a part of the plan. What is happening is not about me... it is about us and our country.
In the coming weeks, I am asking every individual to pray. Pray hard. Pray that God will use you in a powerful way. Pray for the redemption of our country. Pray that God will show you your role, and empower you to walk in His Will.
It is a remarkable thing, but the Creator of the Universe, the omniscient and omnipotent Master Planner, chooses to use OUR hands to do His work.
What an amazing opportunity and privilege to be "God with skin on," as my pastor used to say.
"Lord God, we re-commit our lives to your service. Empower us with your Spirit, and use each of us in a mighty way. Redeem our country, O Lord, we pray. Amen"
By now, it's no secret that my election work is finally going public... big time. First, a one hour special featuring just my work. Then, in the sequel to Lindell's first blockbuster (150 million views), Absolute Proof. Then, in another series of movies where I teach every citizen what is going on, and how to address it.
So many months of hard work, finally coming to light!
I also intend to resume the Primer series; it is on my list of priorities.
Since December, I have been under legal and ethical restraints which have limited my ability to share the key elements. It was difficult to be patient, knowing what I know.
In the end, this timing was right in so many ways, and it just goes to show that God's timing is not our timing. God sees the big picture.
It is a remarkable feeling to suddenly realize that you are where you are because God is at work, and that you are a part of the plan. What is happening is not about me... it is about us and our country.
In the coming weeks, I am asking every individual to pray. Pray hard. Pray that God will use you in a powerful way. Pray for the redemption of our country. Pray that God will show you your role, and empower you to walk in His Will.
It is a remarkable thing, but the Creator of the Universe, the omniscient and omnipotent Master Planner, chooses to use OUR hands to do His work.
What an amazing opportunity and privilege to be "God with skin on," as my pastor used to say.
"Lord God, we re-commit our lives to your service. Empower us with your Spirit, and use each of us in a mighty way. Redeem our country, O Lord, we pray. Amen"
A comment about my election work.
EVERYTHING I have done is verifiable by anyone with sufficient computer skills and the willingness to put in the effort.
Some of the databases are tricky to get, or cost a lot of money. But some are free.
That is one reason I am so excited about this... ANY citizen can validate what I have found. You just need to know where to look, and what to look for. A bit of training will help (i.e. Primers!)
And even more, EVERY citizen will learn and understand how the system is being played, and understand how to stop it.
By the way, paper recounts ain't gonna do it, except in rare circumstances. It would be a pretty stupid strategy if a paper recount was all that is required to expose the strategy, wouldn't it?
EVERYTHING I have done is verifiable by anyone with sufficient computer skills and the willingness to put in the effort.
Some of the databases are tricky to get, or cost a lot of money. But some are free.
That is one reason I am so excited about this... ANY citizen can validate what I have found. You just need to know where to look, and what to look for. A bit of training will help (i.e. Primers!)
And even more, EVERY citizen will learn and understand how the system is being played, and understand how to stop it.
By the way, paper recounts ain't gonna do it, except in rare circumstances. It would be a pretty stupid strategy if a paper recount was all that is required to expose the strategy, wouldn't it?
OK. I need a favor. The cancel culture has launched an effort. It's time to stick it to 'em.
Please click the link, start viewing the video, then click the "thumbs up" button. We need to overwhelm the "thumbs down" cancel culture.
Of course, far be it from me to tell you how to vote. If you really don't like it, then of course, give 'er the thumbs down. I'm good with that.
Thanks!
https://youtu.be/Nr6jdnR_JHw
Please click the link, start viewing the video, then click the "thumbs up" button. We need to overwhelm the "thumbs down" cancel culture.
Of course, far be it from me to tell you how to vote. If you really don't like it, then of course, give 'er the thumbs down. I'm good with that.
Thanks!
https://youtu.be/Nr6jdnR_JHw
I just have to share this story with you.
So, I'm sitting on the plane after two days in-studio. I know my life is about to change.
I'm in the window seat, and people are still getting seated. A nice lady sits in the aisle seat of my row.
In the row in front of me, there is a mom and her child, probably 2-3 years old. They look African, and she is speaking a language I do not understand.
I introduce myself to the nice lady sitting next to me, and we exchange some small talk to set things at ease.
Suddenly, a small black hand reaches out between the seats in front of me and begins rubbing my knee.
Hmmm... kinda strange. But it's a kid, so I'm not worried about it. The nice lady and I grin at each other, because it really is kinda strange. The hand retracts.
A few minutes later the small hand re-emerges. Only this time it is reaching a bit further. The nice lady and I exchange glances, I redirect the hand and say, "I have a special needs daughter, and I am used to a lot of touching. It's strange, but I am good with it. I wonder if it is the brushed cotton texture of my pants?"
The nice lady rubs my knee, and confirms the cool texture. I blush.
Then the mother turns back and says, "My son is blind. When he hears a voice, he likes to touch the person so he knows where they are."
Boom.
I take the little boy's hand and place it in mine. He explores it carefully, even using his fingernails to explore the creases.
He retracts his hand, and I reach forward between the seats and put my hand on his shoulder, gently affirming him, "Hello, my name is Doug. Nice to meet you."
I sit back, and the plane starts to taxi toward the runway.
The little boy says, "Uuhhh?" And his mother says, "Uh."
Each time the plane jiggles or jolts, they repeat the "Uuuhh?" "Uh." pattern. It's obvious... the little blind boy is saying, "What was that? Am I OK?" And momma is saying, "You are fine. I'm here."
Then the plane starts to take off. The hand reappears. Only this time, he firmly takes my hand, and I firmly receive it.
You are safe, little one. Your momma is with you, and I have your back.
He doesn't let go for a long time, and finally falls asleep with his hand in mine.
Was I holding his hand, or was He holding mine?
"Be strong and courageous; do not be afraid or terrified of them, for it is the LORD your God who goes with you; He will never leave you nor forsake you.”
- Deuteronomy 31:6
So, I'm sitting on the plane after two days in-studio. I know my life is about to change.
I'm in the window seat, and people are still getting seated. A nice lady sits in the aisle seat of my row.
In the row in front of me, there is a mom and her child, probably 2-3 years old. They look African, and she is speaking a language I do not understand.
I introduce myself to the nice lady sitting next to me, and we exchange some small talk to set things at ease.
Suddenly, a small black hand reaches out between the seats in front of me and begins rubbing my knee.
Hmmm... kinda strange. But it's a kid, so I'm not worried about it. The nice lady and I grin at each other, because it really is kinda strange. The hand retracts.
A few minutes later the small hand re-emerges. Only this time it is reaching a bit further. The nice lady and I exchange glances, I redirect the hand and say, "I have a special needs daughter, and I am used to a lot of touching. It's strange, but I am good with it. I wonder if it is the brushed cotton texture of my pants?"
The nice lady rubs my knee, and confirms the cool texture. I blush.
Then the mother turns back and says, "My son is blind. When he hears a voice, he likes to touch the person so he knows where they are."
Boom.
I take the little boy's hand and place it in mine. He explores it carefully, even using his fingernails to explore the creases.
He retracts his hand, and I reach forward between the seats and put my hand on his shoulder, gently affirming him, "Hello, my name is Doug. Nice to meet you."
I sit back, and the plane starts to taxi toward the runway.
The little boy says, "Uuhhh?" And his mother says, "Uh."
Each time the plane jiggles or jolts, they repeat the "Uuuhh?" "Uh." pattern. It's obvious... the little blind boy is saying, "What was that? Am I OK?" And momma is saying, "You are fine. I'm here."
Then the plane starts to take off. The hand reappears. Only this time, he firmly takes my hand, and I firmly receive it.
You are safe, little one. Your momma is with you, and I have your back.
He doesn't let go for a long time, and finally falls asleep with his hand in mine.
Was I holding his hand, or was He holding mine?
"Be strong and courageous; do not be afraid or terrified of them, for it is the LORD your God who goes with you; He will never leave you nor forsake you.”
- Deuteronomy 31:6
I am not naive.
I know that I wear rose-colored glasses too often, and that I tend to be altruistic. What do you expect? I am a teacher and a scientist.
But it is certain that there will be people that will not like my election work and will attack me unfairly. I am ready for this.
The keys to survival are:
Stick with the DATA.
Show everyone the DATA.
Don't make conclusions beyond the DATA.
It's OK to hypothesize, but when you do, make it clear that you are doing so. Then, test your hypotheses with experiments.
I liken the situation to the scene of a murder:
There is a body on the floor, a knife in the back, bloody footprints trailing away from the body, fingerprints on the doorknob, and tire tracks in the driveway.
You don't have to know who the murderer is, nor their motives to acknowledge that there has been a murder. But you might be able to discover these if you slowly and meticulously make inferences based upon the DATA.
But only ever so carefully.
And it is better to make one less conclusion and remain on a solid foundation than to finish the arguments on flimsy scaffolding.
I have been able to make some incontrovertible conclusions based upon the DATA.
Any honest person will have to admit that there has been a murder, that the murder weapon was a knife, and that the lock on the door was not effective.
And even though there are many more valid conclusions, these conclusions alone are sufficient to justify a burial, an investigation, and a new lock for the door.
Bring it on.
I know that I wear rose-colored glasses too often, and that I tend to be altruistic. What do you expect? I am a teacher and a scientist.
But it is certain that there will be people that will not like my election work and will attack me unfairly. I am ready for this.
The keys to survival are:
Stick with the DATA.
Show everyone the DATA.
Don't make conclusions beyond the DATA.
It's OK to hypothesize, but when you do, make it clear that you are doing so. Then, test your hypotheses with experiments.
I liken the situation to the scene of a murder:
There is a body on the floor, a knife in the back, bloody footprints trailing away from the body, fingerprints on the doorknob, and tire tracks in the driveway.
You don't have to know who the murderer is, nor their motives to acknowledge that there has been a murder. But you might be able to discover these if you slowly and meticulously make inferences based upon the DATA.
But only ever so carefully.
And it is better to make one less conclusion and remain on a solid foundation than to finish the arguments on flimsy scaffolding.
I have been able to make some incontrovertible conclusions based upon the DATA.
Any honest person will have to admit that there has been a murder, that the murder weapon was a knife, and that the lock on the door was not effective.
And even though there are many more valid conclusions, these conclusions alone are sufficient to justify a burial, an investigation, and a new lock for the door.
Bring it on.
People keep asking me what they can do. Here is my answer:
1) Pray without ceasing.
2) Read the Bible every day.
3) Resist the narrative. It is false.
4) Expose falsehoods, and oppose those who propagate them.
5) Speak only the truth, and stand with those who do.
6) Discover your gifts. They are from God. Use them accordingly.
7) Find others like you to stand with.
To be continued...
1) Pray without ceasing.
2) Read the Bible every day.
3) Resist the narrative. It is false.
4) Expose falsehoods, and oppose those who propagate them.
5) Speak only the truth, and stand with those who do.
6) Discover your gifts. They are from God. Use them accordingly.
7) Find others like you to stand with.
To be continued...
Supermoms are gonna save our country.
"Good morning Dr Frank. I wanted to share with you a story that is amazing and full of hope. I am not sharing it with you to brag about my part but to highlight your message as you’ve said - “super moms are going to save the world”
We live in a red county in Florida. As you know we are fortunate to have an amazing governor - Schools have been open and sports resumed at the end of the last summer.
However the Martin County School district canceled prom for a second year. These children have lost so much over the past year. One student decided he wasn’t going to accept this. So he decided to hold prom for the three area high schools outside. He teamed up with a few students, parents, and volunteers to make this happen. There was some backlash by community “bullies” as I refer to them as which called businesses contracted to support prom to not do business with this young man. He also faced resistance from county commissioners and parks and REC. I then stepped in and got our State Representative on board and together he and I worked behind and in front of the scenes to make sure this event happened. I saw it through last night where as I volunteered during the evening. This young man is going on to the US Naval academy this July.
Amazing. It was so good to feel the community love and band together.
Think about it - this may have been the only prom in the US right now. It was sold out at 419 students. (They weren’t allowed to have more)"
https://www.facebook.com/100003523564393/posts/3663958083731608/?d=n
"Good morning Dr Frank. I wanted to share with you a story that is amazing and full of hope. I am not sharing it with you to brag about my part but to highlight your message as you’ve said - “super moms are going to save the world”
We live in a red county in Florida. As you know we are fortunate to have an amazing governor - Schools have been open and sports resumed at the end of the last summer.
However the Martin County School district canceled prom for a second year. These children have lost so much over the past year. One student decided he wasn’t going to accept this. So he decided to hold prom for the three area high schools outside. He teamed up with a few students, parents, and volunteers to make this happen. There was some backlash by community “bullies” as I refer to them as which called businesses contracted to support prom to not do business with this young man. He also faced resistance from county commissioners and parks and REC. I then stepped in and got our State Representative on board and together he and I worked behind and in front of the scenes to make sure this event happened. I saw it through last night where as I volunteered during the evening. This young man is going on to the US Naval academy this July.
Amazing. It was so good to feel the community love and band together.
Think about it - this may have been the only prom in the US right now. It was sold out at 419 students. (They weren’t allowed to have more)"
https://www.facebook.com/100003523564393/posts/3663958083731608/?d=n
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I've noticed something. It's not a surprise, when you think about it.
I keep saying that "Supermoms are gonna save our country." Because it seems that everywhere I turn, the people who are getting things done are these amazing and inspiring supermoms.
This is easy to understand. Recently, one of my favorite people, Kathy Barnette said, "I just look down at the faces of my children."
And by the way, Kathy is also veteran. Which leads me to the second group that have been inspiring me, our veterans.
Think about it: our vets have put their lives on the line for our country. Are they just gonna roll over and watch our liberty be trampled upon?
Our moms and our vets both have skin in the game. No wonder they are pounding the pavement.
But so does *every* American. Too many Americans just don't realize how much they have already lost, and how much more they are going to lose if they don't wake up.
Nevertheless, I am encouraged to see a great awakening in progress.
Friends, get some skin in the game.
I keep saying that "Supermoms are gonna save our country." Because it seems that everywhere I turn, the people who are getting things done are these amazing and inspiring supermoms.
This is easy to understand. Recently, one of my favorite people, Kathy Barnette said, "I just look down at the faces of my children."
And by the way, Kathy is also veteran. Which leads me to the second group that have been inspiring me, our veterans.
Think about it: our vets have put their lives on the line for our country. Are they just gonna roll over and watch our liberty be trampled upon?
Our moms and our vets both have skin in the game. No wonder they are pounding the pavement.
But so does *every* American. Too many Americans just don't realize how much they have already lost, and how much more they are going to lose if they don't wake up.
Nevertheless, I am encouraged to see a great awakening in progress.
Friends, get some skin in the game.
A week ago Sunday was Down Syndrome Day, and I completely missed it because of all the election work I've been doing.
Let me just say clearly and plainly.
My daughter, Nellie, is one of the brightest lights in my life.
Anyone who knows her will immediately attest to the fact that she lights up every room she enters.
People are drawn to her smile, her embrace, and her unconditional love.
If you are facing the possibility of a Down Syndrome birth in your family, I encourage you to consider the whole story before you terminate the life of one of God's most precious gifts to us.
The morning after Nellie was born (an early, emergency C-section), a social worker showed up with her clipboard and asked us a bunch of questions. At one point she said, "If you are unprepared to raise this child, we have a waiting list of five thousand families anxious to adopt a Down Syndrome child."
That was the day I truly understood the maternal instinct.
Let me just say clearly and plainly.
My daughter, Nellie, is one of the brightest lights in my life.
Anyone who knows her will immediately attest to the fact that she lights up every room she enters.
People are drawn to her smile, her embrace, and her unconditional love.
If you are facing the possibility of a Down Syndrome birth in your family, I encourage you to consider the whole story before you terminate the life of one of God's most precious gifts to us.
The morning after Nellie was born (an early, emergency C-section), a social worker showed up with her clipboard and asked us a bunch of questions. At one point she said, "If you are unprepared to raise this child, we have a waiting list of five thousand families anxious to adopt a Down Syndrome child."
That was the day I truly understood the maternal instinct.
The morning after Nellie was born (an early, emergency C-section), a social worker showed up with her clipboard and asked us a bunch of questions. At one point she said, "If you are unprepared to raise this child, we have a waiting list of five thousand families anxious to adopt a Down Syndrome child."
That was the day I truly understood the maternal instinct.
Donna, despite her surgery only hours beforehand, came flying out of her bed toward the bassinette where Nellie was sleeping, momma-bear claws fully extended.
You don't mess with a momma-bear.
That was the day I truly understood the maternal instinct.
Donna, despite her surgery only hours beforehand, came flying out of her bed toward the bassinette where Nellie was sleeping, momma-bear claws fully extended.
You don't mess with a momma-bear.
This science is unambiguous, and wearing one makes me complicit in a lie. So I've taken a stand against it.
There are times in my life when I feel like "If I die today, my life was worth living."
Today is one of those days.
It started with Nellie feeling "extra cuddly" and snuggling with me in bed as I woke up. Then she proceeded to rub my head, rub lotion on my feet, and scratch my back.
Heaven on Earth.
But wait... there's more. And the day is only half done.
Since I began Covid modeling, I have been buried in notes, letters, and gifts from people all around the world. It is encouraging and inspiring to feel used by God.
Here is the note I received today from a page member:
"Hey Dr Frank, I've been following you for a while and wanted to let you know something.
Last year you made a post about the probability of members in your group that would have a child with down syndrome. The day you made that post was the day we found out our daughter Faith had down Syndrome.
I was sitting in the car while my wife was in the doctor's office when I saw your post, minutes before she video called me with the doctor and the results.
This has been spinning around my head for months and your post of your daughter today reminded me of it this morning.
I figured you would get a kick out of this.
What are the odds 🤔"
I answered, "God's timing is spot on."
He continued:
"Crazy how things work out. It was definitely timed out perfectly by the big guy.
I knew it from the second I saw the post what it meant. Things are going good, we are so lucky to have her in our life. She is such a blessing.
Strange as it might seem you're the one who told me. Thank you."
My answer:
Strange as it may seem, God told you.
See what I mean?
Today is one of those days.
It started with Nellie feeling "extra cuddly" and snuggling with me in bed as I woke up. Then she proceeded to rub my head, rub lotion on my feet, and scratch my back.
Heaven on Earth.
But wait... there's more. And the day is only half done.
Since I began Covid modeling, I have been buried in notes, letters, and gifts from people all around the world. It is encouraging and inspiring to feel used by God.
Here is the note I received today from a page member:
"Hey Dr Frank, I've been following you for a while and wanted to let you know something.
Last year you made a post about the probability of members in your group that would have a child with down syndrome. The day you made that post was the day we found out our daughter Faith had down Syndrome.
I was sitting in the car while my wife was in the doctor's office when I saw your post, minutes before she video called me with the doctor and the results.
This has been spinning around my head for months and your post of your daughter today reminded me of it this morning.
I figured you would get a kick out of this.
What are the odds 🤔"
I answered, "God's timing is spot on."
He continued:
"Crazy how things work out. It was definitely timed out perfectly by the big guy.
I knew it from the second I saw the post what it meant. Things are going good, we are so lucky to have her in our life. She is such a blessing.
Strange as it might seem you're the one who told me. Thank you."
My answer:
Strange as it may seem, God told you.
See what I mean?
I just learned that this hour-long interview is supposed to go up Wednesday. Here are the next two minutes...
https://youtu.be/s1XerxQG-Yc
https://youtu.be/s1XerxQG-Yc
(make sure to click the thumbs up... gotta keep the cancel culture contained...)