Saturday 12 September 2020

The End of the Weekender of the Beginning of the Continuing to End 26

 At least, one might argue, there is symmetry. As the infections fell over the summer, now they start to rise as we come to the year. So we end as we began. Potentially, though hopefully not, in the shit. The page has yet to be completely written, so perhaps something can wake us up from this nightmare. Shame it won't be our useless fucking government. There can be no doubt now; they are not fit for purpose. 

Even with an 80 seat majority, Starmer, if he was any kind of opposition leader (he isn't, he's just another useless capitalist) would call a vote of no confidence. I wouldn't even be surprised if Johnsons voted for it. Perhaps, deep down within his useless spoilt little soul, he realises he is utterly out of his depth. Three word slogans won't save him.

The rule of six seems to be the last gasp of a desperate hopeless government. What else can they distract us with? Any more foreigners to spit at? Any more cause celebres to ferment faux outrage over? The rule of six is a mess. It exempts anything that can be claimed as 'Covid secure', which nominally seems to be every workplace ever. It lets all sorts of gatherings occur, as if the virus itself would observe the rule. It is perhaps telling that, when trying to find the actual avoidance through Google, I have to go through a ton of media sites at the top of the list before the government's own page.

How then are we meant to make sense of this? More importantly, are we? Perhaps conspiratorial, but is this merely setting the public up to fail. Inevitably the government can blame them, not the rules. Not themselves. Perhaps that's a step too far. But then so is breaking international law to get out of a bill you fought so hard for that you couldn't even be bothered to read!

For example: previously you couldn't meet with people from more than one household indoors. Now you can meet with people from 5 different ones! Weddings are an exception, so that's Four Weddings and 6 Funerals. Gyms are considered 'covid secure', presumably because humans sweat less under physical exertion. Or something. Kids can associate in schools, but not outside. Obviously schools are all safe and were built with Covid in mind. Not. Childcare is acceptable.

There is some question as to whether this rule was also intended to suppress protest. I don't doubt the government would like to, as it always does, do so. However if the protest is 'covid compliant' and 'risk assessments' have been completed (yeah right) then all is well. Meaningless really as the legislation will be used by the cops whenever they want to wade in, as they usually are want to do.

Sport seems to be a grey area. If the local little leaguers are any indication, what sport really means is an excuse for a large social gathering afterwards at the clubhouse. Now to be fair our local services have adapted and most of the gathering is outside, but the presence of meaningful social distancing seems to me minimal. This would appear to be allowed.

In the post apocalypse future where the Vulcans rescue our civilisation and we develop warp drive, quiz shows on Holo-Vision will include questions about what was allowed under the Rule of six. They will speak of their ancestors with pity and incredulity before launching into an infinity we, here, can only dream about. As we shiver in our beds, fearful and tearful that our tomorrows are being mortgaged by idiots.

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