Wednesday 17 February 2021

The Road To Spring: Vaccinus Interruptus

Somehow, I have been invited for a vaccine. I wasn't expecting this for months, perhaps even a year. I wouldn't have really minded either given that other people are way higher priority. But I fall under the people with health conditions thing, which I'm assuming is related to my mental health. Let us hope, then, that other people, with mental health problems are getting similarly prioritised, and let us also hope that this isn't at the expense of more vulnerable people. Whatever, I would be foolish to rebuff this opportunity. Everyone needs to take this medicine. 

It is impressive how this has been rolled out. As with all aspects of the infrastructure arising because of the pandemic, it is not the government that are responsible, but the workers. Matt Hancock won't be jabbing me tomorrow, nor will he be driving me to the surgery. It will be working people helping each other. We cannot let the government take credit for that, but they will want to, and need to, in order to maintain their hegemony. It's part of the capitalist ethos: the brave entrepreneur risking his all, the capitalist go getter. In truth it is neither; the worker provides the value that is stolen by that brave go getter. The worker risks economic security (and has no choice) on the dreams of an entrepreneur and if the latter fails, it will be the worker left with nothing more often than not. If you're in the position to be that entrepreneur you likely have capital and protection from liability to fall back on. Why else do we film the plebs begging change from rich scum in the 'Dragon's Den'? Obscene programme. It is literally porn.

There's a danger, now, that the infection rate is slowing, perhaps levelling off. This is my concern right now. Time will tell. But it makes a kind of sense to assume this is likely, but I hope that's just a feeling because I think lockdown has reached its limit. When even WHSmiths are open (!) you know it's gone as far as it can. You'd be forgiven that life in town was just some weird bank holiday: people out and about, buying takeaway food and drink (the smell of hot donuts ffs doesn't cleanse the covid air). People aren't prepared to give anymore. Sadly neither are the government; Boris believes no other leader could have done as much as he and his. Sadly further that he believes such weapons grade bullshit.

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