Remember this old number written by Who bassist John Entwistle? Boris the Spider?
I had such high hopes of Boris Johnson…
Glad the UK Army and Police told him to get lost when he talked of putting the Army onto British Streets to contain the pathetic shreds of this pandemic. Boris has definitely lost the plot when it comes to SARS/COV-2. The mortality rate is less than a quarter of a percent per infection and the numbers simply don’t justify the draconian measures.
This has already cost the Tories the next election, BREXIT or not. They will either end up in a minority Government or kicked into touch completely. Not that I think any of the other mainstream parties would have done any better. They’re all cheeks of the same arse. All studied politics at the same universities with the same professors.
Johnson’s no Churchill, that’s for sure. His handling of this crisis exposes him as just another creepy crawly career politician tangled in his own web of lies. No real vision and anything to hang onto power. I am bitterly disappointed. He’s also being roundly mocked in, of all places, the dear old Torygraph. Which he richly deserves over his handling of the pandemic. There is no ‘second spike’ and the restrictions harm more than they help.
The full cost of these restrictions has yet to be counted but I calculate that the ‘cure’ has been definitely worse than the disease. The economy trashed, massive increases in mental illness, unnecessary deaths from untreated conditions, bankruptcies and a massive drain on capital that will take decades to recover from. And it’s all the fault of Government. And those slapheads they’re taking advice from.
News from ‘North’ in London is loaded with resignation at having to cope with the insanity of restrictions that are doing nothing to halt the spread of a disease that has already passed through the majority of the population. She’s fine, but annoyed at having her social life curtailed for no good reason.
We’re okay over here in Ireland, apart from Dublin being locked down and for the most part inaccessible. We have our permanent address now and all else will follow. Sisters in Law up in Cairns, Australia and on Vancouver island BC Canada are doing okay. ‘South’ in Australia is feeling the pinch and I have no idea what elder sibling and cousins are up to. Radio silence on their part. Just hunkering down like the rest of us. We’ll survive, but that’s what we’re good at.
What the hell, some of the pubs have survived.