Too Little Too Late 2: Remember When 5000 Was a Small Number?

Oh the halcyon days of March when we were in the grip of the pandemic. Before the pubs opened, the schools became petri dishes, and everyone went to the beach. I still find the latter very peculiar. Going sunbathing in a pandemic seems like swimming in a sewer, but what do I know. The local kids were actually swimming in a sewer over summer: splashing about in the local river oblivious to the risk of Lyme disease. Ugh.

The heat makes you do crazy things I guess. 

So today, and bearing in mind it probably includes figures from over the weekend because of how this is reported, we're over 21,000 cases and 241 deaths. This is the worst result in months. Looking at the case rate chart for the year so far, the 500 high point of Spring looks minuscule compared to now, and, potentially, what's to come.

We've got Christmas on the horizon. There is no fucking way the government are going to have any chance of stopping people filling the shops (within whatever limits the shops set, and you can be sure big business won't care), socialising, travelling, and even meeting up with family. If they don't lockdown now, the festive period is going to be a nightmare. 

But we all know they won't. Boris has given up. The Tories would rather change the subject and argue about Brexit. Anything to distract from the catastrophic mishandling of this pandemic. The situation for students is looking dire. They've been completely hung out to dry along with racking up a debt for an experience they arne't receiving. Some of them locked down in halls aren't getting the necessary resources; hot water running out. No decent or adequate food. I fully support rent strikes and would go further and call, now more than ever, for the complete abolition of the student loan book. None of these kids shoudl be in debt for this. The universities can afford this and the government certainly didn't pay for their educations.

Enough of Gove lying and sleaing his way across my TV screen, like the detritus of a sneeze sliding down the screen. Enough of bent housing minister dirty Bobby Jenrick threatening to starve the workers in manchester. Enough of Boris the Cummings Clown. Fuck the lot of them.