“Nothing to see here...move along.”
Anyone have the courage for some speculation.
This is such a travesty...
Moyamoya disease is a disease in which certain arteries in the brain are constricted. Blood flow is blocked by constriction and blood clots (thrombosis).
It can be congenital or it can be acquired. Any guess as to how this kid acquired it would be a shot in the dark. So to speak.
The Gates/Fauci genocide continues unabated.
Damn global warming!!!
A terrible tragedy, especially sad at Christmas time.
Ping.
RIP, very young man.
Mostly safe and effective.
I’m so sorry for these poor people. I’m so relieved that I stood my ground, fought my husband, and would NOT vaccinate my kids. Too many “died suddenly” for my comfort. I would be a nervous wreck reading these stories. Besides just horrified for the poor boy and his family.
“Teen athlete dies from stroke complications on Christmas Day”
Teen athletes were dropping like flies from strokes when I was growing up. Or perhaps they just want me to think that was the case...
He went to St Paul’s and he needs a Gofundme?
Maybe it isn’t the prep school?
No, no, no. We’ve had a few athletes die from extreme heat or undetected heart defects. But not strokes. This is not normal. We know what happened. We know who did it. So what are the penalties?
Those artificial sweeteners again…
Safely defective, medium rare.
Yes, because healthy teen athletes dying of strokes is the new normal now. Gee I wonder why?
Suddenly?
God bless him.
My mother’s dear friend also died on Christmas day with a heart attack. She was no spring chicken, but she was a big lib and max vaxed. So ... who knows?
The Climate Catastrophe™ strikes again!
The mass murder of white people through the vector of a poisonous vaccination goes on unabated.
This boy’s unnecessary death is featured at www.TheCovidBlog.com. The second current article has his story. At that website, he is included in the many recent deaths via mRNA lethal injection. This boy’s school required mRNA lethal injections.
www.TheCovidBlog.com