Aka the start of Summertime. Born in cold wind and rain. I guess the same as it ever was. Now with a backdrop of desperation as police, hapless, turn to violence. As ever. Directed by the state hiding the legislation they fear they need under the hood of pandemic control. Insidious, this forces those of us who care about the health of the community, to question the idea of necessary measures. But the truth is governments always use crises to slip through policies they know to be unpopular. So it is now.
This isn't just unpopular legislation, it's the means of an increasingly desperate government to retain control in the coming period. Things are falling apart. We've seen them turn to jingoism, an invisible war based around waving the most flag. They compete with each other while slowly dripping this nationalist poison into the public psyche where it will find willing purchase in the minds of their loyal subjects. If only the protesters had a sense of national pride they'd be happy with an authoritarian policing bill preventing dissent. Protesting the right way becomes the wrong way. Then there is no right way.
Just a thought.
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