There I was sitting in the movie theatre trying to watch Sound
of Freedom, when I heard the sound of an air horn.
Bwaam!
Bom-bom-bom-bom-bwaam!
Jim Caviezel, who plays Tim Ballard, the agent who saves the
children, had just appeared. I could not believe what I heard. But
there it was again.
Bwaam! Bom-bom-bom-bom-bwaam!
Bwaam!
Certainly, someone in the theatre would stop this sound. Others
would complain and tell the staff to figure out who or what was
making that noise.
I had read reports about theatre chains across America that were
censoring this movie. So many businesses have fallen for the Biden
Mafias wokification and antifa mobology. I thought of this
suppression.
As Jim Caviezel was pretending to be a pedophile (Jim is not
one, and I can tell cause I can look at someone and know), I heard
the sound once more.
Bwaam! Bom-bom-bom-bom-bwaam!
Bom-bom-bom! Bwaam!
Each time it lasted a bit longer. Nobody in the theatre moved. I
dont know how they could think this was part of the movie.
Someone, perhaps a theatre manager or a shapeshifting chaos
agent deputized by Hunter Biden, was behind it. I knew I was being
targeted because of my recent posts on Twitter warning everyone
that Kamala Harris has replaced Joe Biden with Doug, her husband,
and he wears Bidens face. (We dont really ever see Doug and Joe
together.)
Normally, at this WMV theatre in Sunnydale, California, a person
will check on how the movie is doing. They did not send anybody.
After I jotted down some notes about the child sex club in Thailand
(for a project), I went to get a manager.
What I told the front desk was that there was an infiltrator
trying to drive people away from the movie. The infiltrator
especially wanted anyone who was open to learning about criminal
pedophile rings to leave. Anyone who was closed off to this issue
would not hear the blare of the horn.
There are all kinds of scientific studies about how you can
condition people to pick up certain auditory sensations. It can be
different if you are a pedophobe. Or think about women with
newborns who have just eaten the placenta after their birth.
I returned to my seat. The manager stood near the exit. Just as
I expected whoever was making the noise was no longer doing it.
Then the manager left, and I heard it again.
Bwaam! Bom-bom-bom-bom-bwaam!
Bwaam!
Bwaam! Bom-bom-bom-bom-bwaam!
Bom-bom-bom! Bwaam!
Bwaam! Bom-bom-bom-bom-bwaam!
Bwaam!
Moving row to row, I tried to
identify who the person was with the air horn. The theatre was not
helpful. I wa...