The Last Days of Summer 6: Eclipse

 Do you remember the good old days? Of the Work Programme, the Big Society? When austerity was the new kid on the block? We all knew it was going to be bad, it was the Tories after all (no matter what the yellowbellies might say). But there was a grim novelty to it; people got stuck in before they were worn down. Lockdown was a bit like that.

Lockdown is now a distant memory. Summer dies today. Probably the result of Dominic Cummings driving somewhere. Or Piers Corbyn spouting anti science bullshit to the tune of £10,000. Now everything is as open as it's ever going to be in the brave new covid world. Schools are the final nail in that coffin, so to speak. The last piece of the capitalist puzzle. 

The new normal stares us in the face, but society is broken and divided. There is nothing on the menu that is restorative. Covid isn't going away anytime soon. Not, in fact, until a vaccine is secured. It will pop up here and there like a pantomime villain. The children, those of us untainted by the cynical manipulations of a world gone mad, will correctly identify its position. The actors, those paid to keep their eyes closed by vested interests either class or corporate based, will refuse to look behind and thus remain ignorant.

The rest of us will pick up the pieces. In the shattered glass of society, the aftermath of material upheaval, we will see ourselves reflected back many times over. What will we find? Will we see the truth, or will we continue to allow ourselves the luxury of denial. That this rotten system, it's part time players and cursed stages, are just a cruel facade. One in which we are made to play our part all the while nursing an obvious realisation that this is not how it should be.

How long before the mask slips - literally! Before people give up on the safety measures in place currently. How many more people will be persuaded by the nonsense of racists and fantasists. Moon denying reality deniers who peddle vile tropes in the name of glib unity. Various representatives of all manner of conspiracy theories, all coalescing into one dull lumpen bigotry. A blob, amorphous and hateful, blotting out truth. 

We can't be normal anymore. The truth is out there, it's just being eclipsed by the dark side of the loon