Over at Slate, Amy Parker writes about not being vaccinated as a child.
In the article titled “Growing up Unvaccinated,” She writes:
I had the healthiest childhood imaginable. And yet I was sick all the time.
Inside the post, Parker writes:
I had an outdoor lifestyle; I grew up next to a farm in England’s Lake District, walked everywhere, did sports and danced twice a week, drank plenty of water. I wasn’t even allowed pop; even my fresh juice was watered down to protect my teeth, and I would’ve killed for white, shop-bought bread in my lunchbox once in a while and biscuits instead of fruit, like all the other kids.
We ate (organic local) meat maybe once or twice a week, and my mother and father cooked everything from scratch—I have yet to taste a Findus crispy pancake, and oven chips (“fries,” to Americans) were reserved for those nights when Mum and Dad had friends over and we got a “treat.”
As healthy as my lifestyle seemed, I contracted measles, mumps, rubella, a type of viral meningitis, scarlatina, whooping cough, yearly tonsillitis, and chickenpox. In my 20s I got precancerous HPV and spent six months of my life wondering how I was going to tell my two children under the age of 7 that Mummy might have cancer before it was safely removed.
Keep in mind, this is only one, very subjective story. It’s not a cross section, nor is the account all that believable. Who are we to judge this woman’s “memories” of childhood?
The moral of the story, if you vaccinate your children, they will get autism.
The other moral, there is no global warming and evolution is false.