Them Or Us Again 3: You Wanna Be A Circuit Breaker!

 Home for Christmas? If you're lucky!

Tories are planning an extra special University Challenge. Bamber Boris is going to lock'em all down for a couple of weeks just prior to the end of term. Online teaching and then, if you pass the Covid Class, you get to have a Shite Christmas, like the rest of us. Not sure what happens to those who are still infected, are the doomed to remain in dead dorms? Yule's out forever?

What a fucking mess it all is. Over these last few months I've felt as if chunks of my mind are being shed. The endless gaslighting from liars and ministers tasked with, it appears, vast amounts of corruption, is increasingly a pressure on my sanity. My state of mind is like the trees outside. As the winds of Covid mismanagement blow, so do the leaves of calm fall off the branches. A barren skeleton is increasingly revealed with good intentions, hopes and dreams, littering the floor in a fading umber carpet.

Not exactly how I saw 2020 playing out!

We've gone from jeopardising the elderly in their care homes to jeopardising the young in their schols. What's lef? Who's left? What happens when term starts up again; the whole thing goes back to square one for the third time. 

There is no other alternative but the cessation of the education system for now. Clearly, as that appears to be the main vector, it is unsustainable. For the government this is unthinkable, what else can be done? Temporary 'circuit breaker' lockdowns will just reset the clods a little bit. But buying time is only useful if there's an end goal and a vaccine is not ready. We need a permanent shift, and not only in terms of the superficial trappings of society. Fundamentally this is an opportunity for change on a much deeper level, and it is being squandered.

Now Wales has had enough of England and it's Covid stupidity. No one's welcome in Wales from a Covid hotspot. So basically the north. What a rotten mess this is. The daily case rate is the highest it's been for a long time as are, now and grimly, the daily deaths.

We can't go on like this.