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China has sharpened COVID-19 screening in Beijing to prevent Shanghai-like chaos but the commuter workers are not happy about the restrictions, find out why in this next report.

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  1. China don't want to be in the same position as lndia where a biIIion lndians were crying and begging outside hospitals for oxygen, the majority of them ended up in the ganges river later or the massive open cremitoriam so big that you could see it burning from space

  2. but nothing can be worse than India. they had open cremitorium so big you could see burning from space for months despite their indoor facility was burning bodies at max capacity 24/7.

  3. there is nothing that could be worse than India. they had open cremitorium so big you could see burning from space for months despite their indoor facility was burning bodies at max capacity 24/7.

  4. nothing can be worse than India. they had open cremitorium so big you could see burning from space for months despite their indoor facility was burning bodies at max capacity 24/7.

  5. nothing can be worse than Indians. they had open cremitorium so big you could see burning from space for months despite their indoor facility was burning bodies at max capacity 24/7.

  6. Indians death was a million times worse. they had open cremitorium so big you could see burning from space for months despite their indoor one was running at max capacity 24/7.

  7. India was a million times worse. they had open cremitorium for months despite their indoor one was running at max capacity 24/7.

  8. there is nothing worse than India. they had open cremitorium so big you could see burning from space for months despite their indoor facility was burning bodies at overloaded capacity 24/7.

  9. China builds hospital for their citizens whilst India force their citizens to beg china for oxygen.

  10. no one wants to be in the same position as lndia where a biIIion lndians were crying and begging outside hospitals for oxygen, then the majority of them later ended up fIoating in the ganges river later or burnt at the massive open cremitoriam so big you could see it burning from space for months

  11. Karma Hits back to XYNA 🔥🤣 because CCP made this bio weopen and look what happens to XYNA 😝🤣🤣🔥

  12. Uhmmmm something does not work to me…The reason of this rules is quite uncohomprensible…but just a possibility to collect PERSONAL Data . I do not agree.

  13. no one wants to be in the same position as lndia where a biIIion lndians were crying and begging outside hospitals for oxygen, then the majority of them later ended up fIoating in the ganges river or burnt at the massive open cremitoriam so big you could see it burning from space for months because their indoor facility was burning bodies at overloaded capacity 24/7.

  14. I got infected with a flu. First I thought it was the cursed Wuhan Virus but it turned out to be the seasonal Flu. The scary part is people who took 3 Vaccines got infected with the Wuhan Virus multiple times. It's called Breakthrough Covid-19 cases.

  15. Personal Data Belong to each Person who stole and collect personal Data frst: have to formally ask permission, if is allowed, and this is up to you, then, PAY an ammonut Personally decided to share with outers, our gene!!!

  16. person that “Cut and paste” spam commenting section …were you not love as a child? You had to stooped to this to get some attention

  17. The CCP fears freedom. Covid is used as an excuse to entrench authoritarian hegemony

  18. who would have thought this flu can take china down. Cripple her till the economy enters a deep depression.

  19. Don’t worry folks, Almighty God is watching and monitoring all the evildoers of this world. He created everything and human like Putin wanted and desires to destroy it. In short days to come, god will stretched out his mighty trembling hands and punish everyone who destroyed his holy beautiful earth wonders and living things. NoExcuses!

  20. If the World shut up at the outbreak of Covid they should have given everyone 6 weeks of food and water then Covid would have been eliminated, and we would not be in this position today . So next Pandemic this is what need to happen, and think of the Billions of Dollars or what ever currency your country uses .

  21. will be in safe mode only.” The car did not sound apologetic. The car sounded, if anything, just a bit doubtful. A hint of uptalk. Jobs could fix that: This was just the default voice. Five other preloaded voices were available: young male, young female, authoritative male, gender nonspecific, and the computer-simulated voice of beloved (and long-dead) actor James Dean — a tie-in to Ford’s ad campaign. Jobs said, “Car: Destination: South on Highway One, most direct route.” There was no uptalk in his voice, no caution or question. Jobs could talk to machines. People not so much, but machines, yes. The car opened the garage door, backed down the driveway, bumped out into the street, stopped, turned, and proceeded at the speed limit. Jobs held his breath. It wasn’t that he doubted the technology, no, he’d read about it, understood it, the sensors were all well-tested, the Global Positioning System was backed up with a fail-safe, the program had run millions of simulations before Ford ever put it into a car. No, he trusted the technology. It was his own emotions he mistrusted. That sense of getting away with something, of being unaccountably free, that’s what made him hold his breath because surely, surely somehow it wasn’t going to last. And yet, the 325 horses stopped at the stop sign, and proceeded when safe, and took a left, and read the green light, and turned onto the highway, sped up and shifted gears and slipped neatly between a classic nineties-era Beetle and a semi pulling a Wal-Mart trailer. Past a new golf course with sprinklers going, and all at once the Pacific Ocean was revealed. Buttery sunshine, robin’s-egg skies, puffy clouds, a sailboat leaning far over, a warm, dry 3

  22. breeze coming in the open window, what was not to like? What was less than perfect in all this? Jobs sat watching the scenery and watching the wheel turn, left, right, passing the Wal-Mart truck. He wanted to drive. He wanted to hold the wheel. That’s what was wrong. He wanted his feet on the pedals and his hands on the wheel. Could he bypass the security protocol? “No,” he told himself firmly. “No.” It would be wrong, and worse still, it would be the end of him driving till he was seventeen and could get a license. “Plus, you don’t know how to drive,” he reminded himself. Jobs was thin, even bony, average height, with blond hair that looked as if it had been largely ignored, which it had been. There was something puppyish about his body: hands and feet too big, legs too long, as if he had been put together in a hurry from components that didn’t always match up. He had too-prominent brown eyes that wore a distracted expression, as if they were usually turned inward and only occasionally startled into observing the outside world. His mouth’s default expression was one of tentative near-smile. Like he was planning on smiling but kept forgetting to.

  23. His birth name was Sebastian Andreeson. He’d kept that name until he was seven and read a biography of Steven Jobs. From that point on, he was Jobs. “Car: Sound system on.” The stereo came on and defaulted to one of his dad’s files: Green Day? Nirvana? One of those eternally unhappy bands from the nineties. Jobs couldn’t keep track of them. At least it wasn’t his mom’s hip-hop. “Car: Stereo: Search for opera. Neo, not classic.” A few second’s delay and the full, rich sound of a tenor singing a popular aria from Molly Folly. It was one of those tunes you couldn’t get away from: hooky, singable, but lyrically prosaic, to Jobs’s ear at least. He was on the point of trying for something different when he recalled: Didn’t Cordelia love Molly Folly? Yes, he remembered, she did. He remembered that. And the kiss. The dance. The gym, decorated with streamers and balloons and flatscreens showing slo-mo montages of soaring flight videos. (The theme of the dance was All Can Soar!) He hadn’t come to the dance with Cordelia. He’d wanted to, he’d thought about it, planned it, written several convincing speeches to be delivered to her in a very casual yet totally rehearsed kind of way. But he hadn’t asked her; she’d go

  24. way. But he hadn’t asked her; she’d gone with her boyfriend. Jobs had been under the impression that she’d broken up with Hondo, but no, they were back together at the dance. So Jobs had gone alone. Even his best friend, Mo’Steel, had a date. He had to be there, no choice, since he was the designated techie running the lights and flatscreens. On his way to the boys’ room he’d come across Cordelia crying in a gloomy hallway off the gym. He asked why she was crying. She told him. For the next straight hour. Jobs was a good listener. He listened, without judging or interrupting or trying to exploit the situation to his advantage. (Hondo had done her wrong.) He listened and sympathized and offered a shoulder to cry on, despite the increasingly urgent need to pee.

  25. And then, in a strange, tender moment, Cordelia kissed him. Not a brotherly, “thanks for listening” kiss on the cheek, but the real thing. Then, with a rueful smile, she walked away and Jobs ran for the boys’ room. He remembered every detail. He just wasn’t sure what the details meant. Had he blown his big chance? Had she been all but begging him to become her boyfriend? Had he been just too noble for his own good? Or had he exaggerated the whole thing all out of proportion? The car swept down the coastal highway, holding at about forty miles an hour, open road ahead now, but twisting and turning. It occurred to Jobs that he should just dial Cordelia up and stun and astound her with the fact that he, he alone, was in the car. No parents. He was the only (or at least one of the very few) ninth graders currently in possession of 325 horsepower. He could call her up. He could swing by wherever she was and give her a ride. She might respond by saying, “Ever since that night, that lovely, perfect kiss, I’ve been fascinated by you, Jobs. I know you’re like some uber-nerd, but I also sense that deep down inside you hide the soul of a poet. Now, please kiss me again.” Yep. That’s what would happen. The music stopped and Jobs realized he hadn’t turned on the content filter. A news broadcast began and before he had a chance to instruct the car to go back to music, he heard something that froze the words unformed in his throat. “. . . denied the report and said that ‘no credible evidence has yet been presented that Earth is directly imperiled.’” And with that the broadcast turned to the next story, which involved stock prices. “Car: Stereo: Previous story, give me the full file, on screen.” The Libertad! might not have been exactly perfect for a guy who wanted his hands on the wheel and his foot on the pedal, but it was perfect for someone who

  26. wheel and his foot on the pedal, but it was perfect for someone who wanted to read. The story appeared on screen, a compilation of news reports from The New York Times and CNN and WebboScreed. The original story had come from WebboScreed. The story said that NASA had discovered an approaching asteroid roughly seventy-six miles long on an intercept course with Earth. As he was reading the story a bug popped up to announce an update. This was a CNN story, a more credible source than WebboScreed. “Car: Stereo: Play the bugged story. Video.” The screen showed a CNN anchor doing an intro to a piece reported with some skepticism by a field reporter standing out in a marsh near the Kennedy Space Center in Florida. The reporter quoted sources as saying that one of the last of the aging shuttles was being outfitted to carry a sort of Noah’s Ark of selected humans into space so that at least some humans would survive the impact of the rumored asteroid. CNN went to some lengths to pooh-pooh its own story. There were endless reminders that this was totally unconfirmed, and in fact was being vigorously denied by NASA and the White House. The reporter concluded by suggesting that he, personally, thought the story was baloney. Jobs cleared the screen.

  27. He took several deep, shaky breaths. Dangerous to automatically believe anything the media said. Unless it was confirmed, backed up, proven. Or unless your mother had been weeping secretly for the last two weeks, giving you and your brother strange, faraway looks filled with muted horror and sadness. 5

  28. And unless that mother was Professor Jennifer Andreeson, head of astrophysics at Stanford. Asteroid. Seventy-six miles long. The asteroid that had eradicated the dinosaurs was what? Jobs searched his memory. Ten miles long? It would be like shooting a bullet into a soft-boiled egg. “Bang,” Jobs said to the car. He didn’t know what to do or think. He could call his parents. He could call his little brother, Edward. He could call Cordelia and try to exploit the fact that the world was coming to an end. Or he could call his best friend, Mo’Steel, who would be absolutely no help at all. “Link: Call Mo.”

  29. Mo’Steel had barely slept the night before. He’d barely spoken to anyone, which was unusual. He’d barely formed a coherent thought, which was not at all unusual. He was as excited as it was possible for him to be, and he was capable of becoming very excited. He was not scared. Not what you’d call really scared. He was totally glandular, definitely hugely adrenalized, but not scared. His friend Jobs had once tried to convince him that fear was the real motivation behind Mo’Steel’s obsessive need for the newest, wildest, most idiotic, most dangerous thrill. But that was Jobs for you: He thought way too much. He wouldn’t say anything for a week, then, when he finally did say something besides, “You gonna eat those fries?” what he said would be something disturbing. Mo’Steel was hooked onto a semi-enclosed chairlift that moved about five times faster than the usual ski lift. But then this wasn’t a ski lift. This wasn’t skiing. No snow in sight at this altitude, though there was a nice snowcap higher up. The lift was just a sort of hook, really, a bare little seat and a steel ring to hold him in place and a plastic bubble to trap oxygen and a bit of warmth. His feet hung free. Fifty-foot-tall trees reached up practically to brush the wheels of Mo’Steel’s skates as he skimmed along above them. The birds were all down there, flitting white and gray and russet shapes. He was above the birds. He twisted in the lift to look back at distant Denver, smoggy and sprawled out at the foot of the mountains. He pitied those people down there. Pitied them because all they were doing was grinding along, stuck on slow, while he was on the edge of the ultimate. He turned away from the city and peered down through the trees again. Here and there he saw sections of The Pipe. The Six Flags over Colorado Skateboggan was the official name, which was just pitiful. They should have known everyone would be calling it The Pipe. Capital T, capital P. The Pipe was an eight-foot-diameter tube, all blast-glass, Tef

  30. He slapped the helmet down on his head, made sure it was seated properly. He spun the little wheels set in the edge of his gloves. He kicked his skates together, testing the feel of them. Knee pads, on. Elbow pads, on. Mo’Steel was not a big jock. He was never going to play professional basketball or football — he was too small for either. Not small small, just normal size, and normal size was death in pro sports. He had broad shoulders and somewhat bowed legs and a concave belly. His face was defined by a wide, smiling mouth and eyes set too far apart for classic good looks. There was a reptilian quality to him, but a nice reptile: a happy lizard with quick movements and sudden grins and long brown hair that bounced every time he yelled. Which was fairly often since Mo’Steel’s normal mode of conversation was a goofy, wild-eyed yell. He was over the snow now, the almost year-round snow. The wind whipped up seriously, whistling over the mountain’s peak, and pushed freezing tendrils through the chairlift’s heatglow. They said the inside of The Pipe was warm. And plenty of air, too. That was good because he didn’t want to do this all numb and wheezing. The point was to feel. The chair cleared a rock ledge and there it was, all at once: The Sink. There could be no other name for it, although the Six Flags people insisted on calling it the American Express Launch Point. It was The Sink. Capital T, capital S. It was sixty feet across, a rounded out, perfectly smooth dimple in the top of the mountain, carved into living rock. In the bottom of The Sink was a drain. That drain was the opening of The Pipe.

  31. The chair rose, circled, jerked on its cable as it dropped lower. Time to take the test. “Lock and load,” Mo’Steel said. He opened the safety belt and dropped the three feet to the gently sloped upper sink. He could still chicken out if he wanted. He could skate out of The Sink and wait to catch the next downward chair. Yeah. Right. Mo’Steel had never bunnied out. He had broken five major bones — four of them so badly that they’d been replaced with either composites or regrown-bone-over-titanium. His left humerus, right clavicle, right tibia, and fibula were artificial. He was proud of the damage. He’d traded his birth name of Romeo Gonzalez for the name Mo’Steel — either for Man Of Steel or More Steel, he couldn’t quite recall which — right after the spectacularly gross (and painful) tibia-fibula break. Breaking body parts was acceptable. Going all bunny rabbit was not. Mo’Steel changed his angle of attack and dropped down, turned, caught a cool centrifugal, then cut down and all at once, no time for second thoughts now, he was in The Pipe. The Pipe took it easy for the first three-hundred feet. Time to catch your breath, psych up, get ready. There were neon bands placed every fifty feet. The color of the neon changed depending on the slope. Here they glowed green. Later they would change to yellow. When you saw red bands flash by you were dropping nearly vertical. And then, there were the big purple streamers that would warn you of approaching intersections, and the white strobes to let you know you were coming onto an airborne. A lot to remember when your brain was screaming. 8

  32. As He sat on the Mount of Olives, the disciples came to Him privately, saying, “Tell us, when will these things be, and what will be the sign of Your coming and of the end of the age?” Jesus answered them, “Take heed that no one deceives you. For many will come in My name, saying, ‘I am the Christ,’ and will deceive many. You will hear of wars and rumors of wars. See that you are not troubled. For all these things must happen, but the end is not yet. For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. There will be famines, epidemics, and earthquakes in various places. All these are the beginning of sorrows. Then they will hand you over to be persecuted and will kill you. And you will be hated by all nations for My name’s sake. Then many will fall away, and betray one another, and hate one another. And many false prophets will rise and will deceive many. Because iniquity will abound, the love of many will grow cold. But he who endures to the end shall be saved. And this gospel of the kingdom will be preached throughout the world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end will come.” Matthew 24:3‭-14 MEV

    (Obs: From the beginning of the tribulation to the end there are 7 years. Near the end, the gospel will be preached to the whole world, which would be impossible without technology of global communication.)

    When you see Jerusalem surrounded by armies, then you know that its desolation has drawn near. Luke 21:20 MEV

    So when you see the ‘abomination of desolation,’ spoken of by Daniel the prophet, standing in the holy place,(…) Matthew 24:15 MEV

    “His armies shall rise up and desecrate the sanctuary fortress. They shall abolish the daily sacrifice and set up the abomination that makes desolate.” Daniel 11:31 MEV

    “From the time that the daily sacrifice shall be taken away and the abomination that makes desolate set up, there shall be one thousand two hundred and ninety days.” Daniel 12:11 MEV

    (Obs: These events will take place after the construction of the third temple of Solomon in Jerusalem.)

    (…)then let those who are in Judea flee to the mountains. Let him who is on the housetop not go down to take anything out of his house. Let him who is in the field not return to take his clothes. Woe to those who are with child and to those who nurse in those days! Pray that your escape will not be in the winter or on the Sabbath. For then will be great tribulation, such as has not happened since the beginning of the world until now, no, nor ever shall be. Unless those days were shortened, no one would be saved. But for the sake of the elect those days will be shortened. Matthew 24:16‭-22 MEV

    There will be signs in the sun and the moon and the stars; and on the earth distress of nations, with perplexity, the sea and the waves roaring; men fainting from fear and expectation of what is coming on the inhabited earth. For the powers of heaven will be shaken. Luke 21:25-26 MEV

    (Obs: In the age of technology, men know what is happening on the inhabited earth, no longer are they limited by local information.)

    Immediately after the tribulation of those days, the sun will be darkened, the moon will not give its light; the stars will fall from heaven, and the powers of the heavens will be shaken. Then the sign of the Son of Man will appear in heaven, and then all the tribes of the earth will mourn, and they will see the Son of Man coming on the clouds of heaven with power and great glory. And He will send His angels with a great sound of a trumpet, and they shall gather His elect from the four winds, from one end of the heavens to the other. Matthew 24:29‭-31 MEV

    (Obs: This is the sixth seal of the book of Revelation, the signs of the sixth seal match the signs of Matthew 24:29-30, the sixth seal is when the rapture happens; before the great tribulation, before the seven trumpets.)

    When these things begin to happen, look up and lift up your heads, for your redemption is drawing near. Luke 21:28 MEV

    Because you have kept My word of patience, I also will keep you from the hour of temptation which shall come upon the entire world, to test those who dwell on the earth. Revelation 3:10 MEV

    (Obs: Rapture before the time of temptation, which will be the government of the antichrist during the great tribulation.)

    For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trumpet call of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first. 1 Thessalonians 4:16 MEV

    (Obs: Rapture.)

    For as in the days before the flood, they were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, until the day Noah entered the ark, and did not know until the flood came and took them all away, so will be the coming of the Son of Man. Matthew 24:38‭-‬39 MEV

    (Obs: People will not be eating and drinking and marrying during the great tribulation, therefore, rapture will happen before the great tribulation, when people are still distracted.)

    When they say, “Peace and safety!” then sudden destruction will come upon them as labor upon a woman with child, and they shall not escape. 1 Thessalonians 5:3 MEV

    (Obs: Sudden destruction near the rapture.)

    For the mystery of lawlessness is already working. Only He who is now restraining him will do so until He is taken out of the way. Then the lawless one will be revealed, whom the Lord will consume with the breath of His mouth, and destroy with the brightness of His presence, 2 Thessalonians 2:7 MEV

    (Obs: Who is restraining the antichrist from revealing himself? Who is stopping the antichrist from rising? The sons of God! When the elect are raptured, the antichrist will be free to take over. Rapture will trigger the great tribulation and the government of the antichrist.)

    Two will be in the field; one will be taken, and the other left. Two women will be grinding at the mill; one will be taken, and the other left. Matthew 24:40‭-41 MEV

    (Obs: Rapture.)

    Know this first, that there shall come scoffers in the last days who walk after their own lusts, and say, “Where is the promise of His coming? For since the fathers fell asleep, all things have continued as they were since the beginning of the creation.” 2 Peter 3:3‭-4 MEV

    (Obs: Apostasy of the last days, when more and more men are denying God and going after their own sinful desires.)

    But the day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night, in which the heavens will pass away with a loud noise, and the elements will be destroyed with intense heat. The earth also and the works that are in it will be burned up. 2 Peter 3:10 MEV

    (Obs: The destructions that will happen near the rapture, just as the days of Sodom and Gomorrah; the righteous is rescued and the judgements are poured upon the wicked, and “like a thief in the night” means it will happen when you do not expect, “heavens will pass away” means the sky will vanish as a scroll that is being rolled up, which is mentioned in Revelation 6:14.)

    In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet, for the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. 1 Corinthians 15:52 MEV

    (Obs: People around the world have been hearing trumpets from the sky in different times, it has been happening for a few years. When the last trumpet sound, the redeemed will be rescued and the great tribulation will begin.)

    He causes all, both small and great, both rich and poor, both free and slave, to receive a mark on their right hand or on their forehead, so that no one may buy or sell, except he who has the mark or the name of the beast or the number of his name. Revelation 13:16‭-17 MEV

    (Obs: In the last days, no one will be able to buy or sell without a mark from the government/beast of the antichrist, which will take place during the great tribulation, which is at the door.)

    But you, Daniel, shut up the words and seal the book until the time of the end. Many shall run to and fro, and knowledge shall increase. Daniel 12:4 MEV

    (Obs: In the last days, many people travel to many places and knowledge is increased.)

    For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish, but have eternal life. John 3:16 MEV

    Behold, the Lord of lords is coming soon, repent now of all your sins — move away from all sins — and abide in the only Savior and Lord Jesus, the Christ, (Yeshua the Messiah) with all your heart, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand.


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