Monday, 30 March 2020

Lockdown Tales: Hold Them To Account

Mother dearest had an Amazon delivery today.

Never has the arrival of a cooker been so confusing and terrifying. Do you leave it on the doorstep, staring at it hoping your eyesight can disinfect whatever germs lay hidden on the surface? Eventually she put on some marigolds and opened it up. Ultimately pointless, since you'd have to forensically clean everything at every stage, including yourself, until you reached the point where the product itself remained, cleaned.

Yeah, that didn't happen. If, at any stage in the packaging and delivery process, the virus got transferred onto this then we're fucked. To be honest, what realistically can you do? At some point you have to let go. Given how overworked Amazon staff are at the best of times I think it's only a matter of time before someone there catches, then inevitably spreads, the virus. I would assume that Amazon aren't in the habit of caring for their staff such that they'll be testing them.

So that's us then.

I'm starting to forget what it was like when things were normal. As far as normality goes in the pre-climate collapse capitalist crisis era. Something was boudn to go wrong, though I'd have preferred it to be something less...bacterial. It's pretty obvious human civilisation is undergoing a radical shift. Neoliberalism, dare I say it, has run its course, surviving on the fumes of credit and the desperation of powerful men that depend on it. Even now, while their societies splutter into oblivion they cling to this dream. Too frightened of change.

But change we must. To live again. Something is waiting to be born. It cannot be denied. It is screaming inside each of us. Whether individually and collectively we deny this will decide the coming period. Either we win or the ruling elite enforces harsher systems and increased austerity while the poor, predictably, get the blame. Don't fool yourself: that's exactly what will happen. The poor and the sick - the marginalised - will be scapegoated. Already the west are trying to blame China, ignorant of the fact that, as ground zero for the outbreak, they may be useful allies in dealing with it.

The capitalists revert to type. Parochial scapegoating, othering and racism are par for the course for the clowns currently in charge. Let us hope that is not for much longer. I cannot, in all reason, believe they can survive this. Surely this amount of fatal incompetence can only be met with the boot. Right up Johnson's fat self entitled arsehole.

Yet we know these slippery bastards have the means to survive. The media will rally around, questions that should be asked will go unspoken. Journalists exist now to serve the status quo. Never to question. It will be decades, generations, until the truth - probably in the form of a docu-drama (or reality show) - is revealed. Why our government, back then in 2020, fucked up so spectacularly. Until then, when the dramatis personae have dramatis passed away, they will redouble their efforts to oppress and obfuscate.

This must not be allowed to happen. Our eyes are open. We see  you.

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