Monday, 21 September 2020

Septic September 1: Lockdowniversary

 Happy halfway house, although technically I suppose that would be the 23rd. Ah, 'twas a mere six months ago that the Beforetimes ended. Bought down in a press conference held by an idiot who would go one become a moron. Lock ye down!

Some enterprising bright spark could market this with a series of greetings cards. Happy Lockdowniversary! 

Don't sell them your game, Pike!

So far September, like much of the year, has been decidedly hot. You'd be forgiven for thinking it was still Summer, and you'd be forgiven for thinking the Summer was in fact a terrible curse from an angry Sun God. The weather's lovely, but sometimes I wish it wasn't here. These are symptoms of our changing climate. I find the temperatures growing difficult to bear. Maybe that's just me, but if it increases, yearly, as the predictions suggest, this is not going to be easy. 

It isn't even just the temperature; the hot weather feels more aggressive somehow. More present. It wilts the body more than perhaps it otherwise would. I can't point to anything scientific, perhaps it's just a sign of getting old, or maybe I'm just lazy. Nonetheless I'm surely not alone in this. It's something else we are going to have to adapt to. But so far we are not doing well at adapting to anything.

Over 4000 new cases today. Clearly this isn't a brief unwelcome anomaly. The virus is abroad. Not helped by stupid people. I can't blame them as much as perhaps I'd like, although idiots coming back from abroad infected going out on pub crawls need their arses proverbially kicked. Ours is a top down authoritarian society. You can't expect people to take this seriously with the proliferation of toxic misinformation across the media, the constant exhortations to equally toxic normality, and the confused bumbling advice from government, ignored by its own high profile members. You can be damned sure that Cummings is far from the only Tory that has skirted the rules. He just got caught. 

Yet no responsibility is taken. This is unacceptable. The same right wings loons accusing people that want tests to stop carping. Yet they still haven't gotten on top of the situation. Dido Harding wasn't prepared for the second wave that EVERYONE had heard was a distinct possibility we must prepare for. Hauled before ministers she denied the numbers that demonstrated her failing despite them being in her own report. This is what we are dealing with right now: a mixture of industrial scale gaslighting and sheer incompetence. There is no other way to look at this; these people are utterly inadequate to the point of incompetence. We needed to invest in satellites for GPS use, post Brexit. We bought the wrong ones, now we have to go cap in hand to the EU to let us continue using theirs. 

It's beyond parody and beneath contempt, and it's having a corrosive influence on society when, more than ever, we need people to be responsible. We knew this would all happen, and now a terrifying sense of dea vu threatens our lockdowniversary. Right back to square one it seems. I hope not. But if nothing is done there is a chance that cases will simply spiral out of control. There will reach a point where the number of daily cases takes on a life of its own and increases exponentially. This is the aspect the pandemic deniers do not understand. 

Oh dear.

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