“Ok! I confess!! It was his fault!” exclaimed Karl Lauterbach, the German Minister of Health, tearfully breaking under the relentless torture of enforced political servitude.

Gasping for air whilst being force-fed his lunch, the delicious white asparagus being delicately sliced by the delightful, willowy Ministry-supplied hand-maiden Giselle as her assistant Helga mopped his agonized brow, Karl spilled his guts: “we were sometimes too strict with the children and probably started easing the restrictions a little too late.”

“Enough!” Implored his press secretary, Colonel Rosa Kleb. “Can’t you see he’s a broken man? For pity’s sake, take this confession, package it with all the others and get it on all the media for the 18:00 hours news bulletins. And don’t forget Facebuch too! Use nice pictures of Karl with his family and also of dear Karl comforting a multiracial mix of children from the hospital – but not The Sick Girl.”

Sadly, young Anna was a damaged cripple, despite being impfunged early on during the Covid disaster. Shortly after being injected, some children succumbed to the virus. If only they had beed injected sooner. Alas… Karl had been photographed with The Sick Girl as she was being injected…

More here: https://consentfactory.org/2024/03/15/mistakes-were-made/

PS. I made Anna up. But there are thousands of Annas. And a bunch of dead ones too. You can find them.