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Whitewash incoming

UK Prime Minister Boris Johnson has confirmed that there will be a public enquiry over the response to the SARS/COV-2 pandemic, saying that the inquiry would have; “the ability to compel the production of all relevant materials and take oral evidence in public under oath”.

From Pinsent Mason; “The government can increase public confidence in the inquiry process if interested parties are allowed to comment on the terms of reference to ensure their interests are properly considered.”

Hmm… I have the sense that this ‘enquiry’ will only call specific witnesses selected so as not to embarrass the Government with awkward things like the true economic costs, the disintegration of trust between citizen and state institutions. Any boat rockers and whistleblowers will definitely not get an invite to this party.

Anyone else feeling cynical?

Update: at 5pm a pile of more regulations is going to hit, propelled by news of the ‘Indian variant’. Well that’s tonight’s curry cancelled then.

Update of update: The lockdown end dates haven’t been moved. Yet. Our expectations are being heavily managed.

What I miss

Apart from my basic freedoms, now the lockdowns are easing, I am minded to reflect upon the things I have sorely missed over the last year. Pleasures so infrequently partaken of that they never really flagged up as things that made life rich, good and wonderful.

Regarding the above, our regular postman, an avid golfer, has disappeared now the golf courses are opening up again. No doubt he will return in the next week or so complaining of a wrenched back and the fact that it rained.

So, back on topic, The first thing I’ve missed is the infrequent pleasure of having the works at a barbers. The full monty. Straight razor shave and trim, scalp massage and lemon scented hot towels. All of which never fails as a pick me up.

Emotionally speaking, both Mrs S and I are increasingly feeling depleted and worn down by the strain of keeping up with the constantly shifting goalposts. It’s just that there’s been no definable end date to this whole farrago of fuckups.

However, one might say; now that one can go and play golf and tennis etc we’re all good, yes? Have your jab and you will be free-ish? Which is a fallacy, especially for me because neither of us play golf or tennis or follow organised sports. Still, good for those who do.

Our needs are different, we have meetings to attend in person, documents to sign and get witnessed. Business dealings which for legal purposes cannot be done on line. There are properties to view and other stuff that I’m n ot willing to trust to a Zoom meeting.

Looking at property for example is very much a eyes present matter. You don’t buy houses without seeing them in person, being able to sniff for bad smells, hear noisy or intrusive neighbours. If I’m going to part with over two hundred thousand for property I’m buggered if I’m going to do it without a bloody good first person look-see or check out of the locale.

Eventually I suppose we’ll all get back to some semblance of what we once regarded as ‘normal’, hopefully not the farcical ‘new normal’ all the brain dead bozo’s rattle on about, as if it were a good thing, which it most certainly is not. In the meantime even the enforcers of these draconian and overblown restrictions are getting tired of it all.

So, this ‘easing’ leaves us still at square one. Somehow on edge all the time, on tenterhooks one might say. I’ve donated my copy of Quentin Letts little potboiler “Stop Bloody Bossing me about” to Mrs S, who has taken to delving into the contents and grinning quietly as she finds lots to nod along to. When I bought it last week she scoffed at me a little. Now I often hear her remark with a giggle; “He’s on the money there.” The bits about Lycra clad cyclists and those clapping to ‘support’ the NHS are particularly on point. A recommended and refreshing antidote to all the PC bollocks oozing from the halls of Academia and NGO’s.

How it all works

Or rather not. Which would explain a good deal. No lizard people necessary, just your average venal, avaricious mark one human being. This is a global phenomenon.

Have been busy with the problems of swapping tax residency without getting caned twice. As a result I have a rather large headache and the awful feeling that this state of affairs will not improve in the immediate future.

Post hoc ergo propter hoc

Well, we’re having a nice bout of sunny weather here in the wilder west of the Emerald Isle. Spring is here and I’m spending as much time out of the house as possible while Mrs S incorporates her Jungian ‘shadow’. There’s a new born calf in the upper meadow, triplets and twins in the lambing pen, and the wayward Shetland Pony has been confined to barracks. So on the domestic front at least, we’re all under control. I hope.

However, ealier today I was reminded of the Latin description of a classic logical fallacy, specifically POST HOC ERGO PROPTER HOC which is the act of drawing a conclusion by mistakenly attributing causal connection without real evidence. It’s actually quite common and appears in the media far more option that you’d think.

A prime example; Boris Johnson’s recent assertion that lockdowns are the principle reason why COVID-19 cases have been dropping off a cliff is one such. The only problem being with this statement is that the numbers don’t exactly back it up. Deaths and hospitalisations for all causes were already well below normal in the first week in 2021. So says the UK’s Office of National Statistics. Their numbers don’t lie.

Then if we go looking for the data to support the mask mandate and other intrusions, one only has to look at the timeline of the base data. What you will find is that, allowing for incubation periods from probable time of infection, the claims that masks plus lockdowns equals fewer cases doesn’t hold water.

Do we assume that because vaccines, which we are told take several weeks to work and are now widespread, are responsible? Does the timeline support this assertion? Go on, guess. The data and the claim don’t match up. Deaths and hospitalisations were already dropping rapidly. Do not, under any circumstances take my word for this, the numbers are all public domain.

All I ask is that the following is taken into account; that another hypothesis is possible. Specifically that ‘herd immunity was reached some time ago. Do the numbers support this? Well, possibly. They certainly don’t rule it out.

For all other hypotheses, including the crazier ones saying that COVID-19 is somehow linked to man made climate change, there is no viable or conclusive evidence. Those can be dismissed out of hand as ‘conspiracy theories’, especially if ‘big oil’ is somehow to blame, when both the mechanism of that change and the base premise are unproven. Don’t believe me? Go looking for the definitive evidence. Not just what is reported in the media or by politicians.

Under these circumstances, what we can do is look at the behaviour of those keeping lockdowns and masks going. Specifically that they keep on adding bells and whistles to the restrictions laid upon the general public. From vaccination passports, which won’t contain a disease which has done it’s worst and is now receding in the rear view mirror, despite the best efforts of some people to keep it in the drivers seat.

Comparison of numbers reported in the media, particularly the BBC, have been often at odds with the data. Like all they’re doing is regurgitating press releases and misleading sound bites rather than do a little research. Which is supposed to be their job, for heavens sake.

Knowing this, what are we to think? Are we to believe all that we are spoon fed, or do our own research? Because the facts, as are available from publicly available sources, tell us that the pandemic is over. So, for what seems like the hundredth time; why are we still having to cope with these restrictions?

For my own part I am but a man with a blog and a keyboard, nothing more. I can only say as I see. But what I see is giving me a bad case of “WTF!?”

What upsets me most

Is the uncertainty of all these restrictions. Constantly moving goalposts make it hard to plan and execute those plans, be they business or family. None of this makes any sense from the travel restrictions through all the bureaucratic pettifoggery.

We’re told that government advisers are pushing for ‘Zero COVID’, thinking they can do to SARS/COV-2 what happened to Smallpox. Not going to happen. Smallpox is transmitted by physical contact and close proximity droplet transmission. That and there’s an effective vaccine. Also Smallpox was kept at bay by treatment in specialist isolation hospitals. Historical note; the last Smallpox hospital in the UK was demolished in 1974. I think.

The SARS/COV-2 coronavirus by contrast, is respiratory and airborne micro droplet, and the vaccines, we are told, only provide partial immunity. The only way to be sure you won’t catch it are to wear full Hazmat in a sterile, atmosphere controlled environment, all the time.

Surgical masks haven’t stopped it, the SARS/COV-2 virus, harmless to most under 60’s, passes around as though they weren’t in the way. Lockdowns won’t stop this virus simply because they keep people in their own homes, which is where most disease transmission occurs.

Another historical note; the black death probably killed more people than it should because of the common tactic of incarcerating whole households together when one person caught the disease, thus leading to an exponential increase in mortality where whole families could be wiped out.

As for our little lot, we’re hanging in there, but only just. If it were just me I could cope, but it’s not. ‘South’ is going to a therapist. ‘North’ is just throwing herself into her work and looking forward to the pubs opening, even if it rains. She tells us all the pubs in London are booked solid, so if you haven’t got a table by now, forget it.

Mrs S is struggling, and even though we’ve never exactly been very social people, these masks, the constant threat of sanction is taking its toll. Having to have a ready excuse for travel if stopped by the Gardai (Police) puts unnecessary stress on a simple drive to the shops. It’s the sense of having to look over your shoulder all the time that drags at the senses. Even out here in the wilder west of Ireland. Glad we don’t live where there are active curtain twitchers and snitches. Whoever dreamed up that poisonous idea has a case to answer for.

On the upside, no-one’s broken by any manner of means, but the timbers on this old ship are creaking a bit. I’m sure there are many who have already gone under on the quiet. Small lives breaking up and sinking to the bottom unnoticed and unremarked.

As an aside; doesn’t Boris Johnson look stressed out? He looks beaten down, apathetic. At least in the most recent interviews. There’s none of the old bounciness in him. BREXIT in itself must be stressful enough, but all these restrictions and the bad advice he’s been getting? Turn him over folks, that sides done.

Here in the Emerald Isle we’re told that restrictions may be ‘reviewed’ on April 5th, but I’m not holding my breath. Society has morphed into a ‘one rule for thee, but not for me’ dichotomy. The politicians have booked their Summer Holidays, but apparently the rest of the populace isn’t ‘responsible’ enough. The politicians and privileged are getting their beach breaks this year to frolic in the surf.

Hope there’s a tidal wave and the miserable feckers all drown.

Update: For all you folk in the UK, sod the Government, hug a friend.

What’s next?

I’m fed up of hearing about COVID, so I thought I’d post a few observations about what’s going on internationally with the EU. Now we source a lot of our material needs from non-EU countries, including the UK. One of the things I’ve noticed is how much more expensive shipping and customs costs have been since December 31st. In essence they’ve rocketed. The US into the EU is a case in point. For example I bought a two year supply of one particular item from Illinois yesterday. The item itself is not cheap at forty plus quid (USS65) a litre, but with customs fees the cost essentially doubled. Normally shipping and customs is 50% on top of the purchase price.

It’s the same all over. Shipping costs into the EU from the USA and elsewhere have shot up like they’ve had a Saturn 5 up their arse. Into the UK, not so much, so we’ve cut back on ordering online for a few weeks while the EU, whose top down, one size fits all model of sorting out tariffs settles down. All the while the EU are trying to ‘punish’ the UK for having the temerity to leave their club for bureaucrats, taking all its money and fish with it. Yet in all the EU’s flailing around they’re not just shooting themselves in the foot, they’re doing through knee amputations, which makes them a market I shifted my investments out of some time ago.

Fortunately for us expats in the Emerald Isle, the Euro is depressed at the moment, which makes my life a lot more profitable. The exchange rate is good, so I’m taking advantage of it.

End result; I just made a ‘killing’ on one tranche of shares (On paper anyway), which should start a second bounce when things start opening up, hopefully in June 2021, when dear reader, there will be a great cashing in and loud rejoicing in the Sticker household. Even if the big market bounce doesn’t happen then, we’re still quids in. As an active investor, I watch the markets carefully and did a fair bit of share buying in March / April 2020 when shares bottomed out due to these pointless lockdowns. Mrs S got a bit shirty with me for the purchase, but since she’s come around to my way of thinking, even if she did scorch my ears at the time.

Now I follow this guy on YouTube. He talks a lot of sense, even if I’m not financially in that league. Well not yet anyway.

It’s easy to demand that ‘the rich’ pay for everything as Andrew rightly points out, but what happens when governments run out of ‘rich’ people? As they will. Very quickly in fact. Who do they come after? Well, people like small business owners, or at least the ones they haven’t already forced into bankruptcy. Plumbers, Electricians, Builders, farmers, Amazon traders, shop owners, tradespeople in general and all the self-employed. They’ll be the ones taking the big tax hit. The magic money trees paying all that lovely ‘furlough’ money will exhaust the nutrients in the financial markets, and without putting extra roots into ordinary people’s reserves, will die. Which is what will happen. More taxes on those who aren’t able to move their money fast enough.

Ironically all you lockdown cheerleaders are in for such a financial pounding. Not so ‘the rich’ who can threaten to cut off the politicians money supply and lobby for tax breaks. They won’t be hurt at all.

The politicians can pass what laws they like. The ‘smart money’, as I have often said before, will have already gone where it’s most welcome and treated best, leaving a fading Cheshire cat smile where it had once been. And it won’t be their fault that all is left behind but a wasteland. The blame should be laid quite firmly on the doorstep of spendthrift politicians who wasted the public taxpayer dollar in the first place. Wasted it on giving free stuff to people so that they would vote for the politicians in question. Wasted it on boondoggles instead of infrastructure.

Perception

I watched a livestream of the London anti-lockdown protest on Saturday, then I saw the media reports and had a serious WTF! moment. Had we watched the mainstream, only a few hundred malcontents were there. The reality, see below, is somewhat different.

All these people want is their pre-COVID civil rights back. The numbers of respiratory cases are falling in line with seasonal norms. So why are the politicians not listening? Why are they sticking their fingers in their ears going “LA-LA-LA CAN’T HEAR YOU!” Then passing laws effectively forbidding any form of protest. Yes Johnson, this means you.

The restrictions should have been lifted months ago. They serve no purpose. Health services, underfunded though they have been have struggled, but then again I’ve heard rumours of publicly employed health professionals subject to what are in effect gagging orders. Has anyone got any reasonable ideas why the lockdowns are still in place? Furthermore why there seem to be plans to keep them there.

Let it all blow

Mood post; The world is nuts, so I’m inclined to throw up my hands and say, “All the insanity sucks. So let it all blow.”

Laydees and gennelmen! Put your hands together for this one hit wonder from 1984.

The masks are insane, the continued lockdowns are insane, ‘hate speech’ laws are completely gaga, there’s a senile old fool in the White House (Well, more senile than usual) who can’t even be allowed to make his own statements to a docile press. No-one’s doing joined up thinking any more, so I say, let it all go to hell. We might as well have a party while the world burns.

As for the Welsh and scots, sorry guys, but you are so f*cked it’s not true.

Get your dancing shoes on.

Point and laugh

Back from sitting in my car at the beach with books. Am currently listening to the rain thunder on the roof, having returned to the news that, according to some people, ‘men’ should be confined to barracks after 6pm. To keep ‘women’ safe, apparently, from the small percentage of predatory males. Despite protestations by some doltish talking heads, that this was a ‘joke’. Having watched the statement in the UK House of Lords, all I can say is that the teller should work on their delivery and timing, because I don’t think the ‘comedian’ has much of a grasp of irony, sarcasm or satire. Or even has a sense of humour worth the candle.

In response, the law of unintended consequences has just peered around the door with a sly grin on it’s face. See videos below. Okay they’re American examples, but I think it doesn’t require a towering intellect to see how a ‘No men after 6pm’ can go seriously wrong.

How many things? The emergency services are predominantly staffed by men. As are most dirty, dangerous and unsocial hours jobs. Would they have to stay home? Do we let towns burn to the ground because only female firefighters, of whom there are relatively few, would be allowed to fight fires or rescue cats from trees after 6pm? Or fix a flat tyre, tow a stranded vehicle, clear a sewer or fix a downed power cable? If ‘men’ are to be corralled after 6pm, who will be on hand to clean up those messes? Or will power outages last longer because the male members of the crew can’t do anything out of office hours, and even then can’t travel far because they all have to be home before the 6pm curfew?

Then there’s the entertainments industry. Girls nights out without male strippers or bar staff? Indeed, why should young women bother to go out at all if they weren’t likely to find a member of the opposite sex to socialise with? Wouldn’t affect the minority who are lesbians of course, but what about heterosexual females? How would they find boyfriends and potential partners without the necessary frog kissing exercise that is dating? Can’t do that during working hours because any fraternising in the corporate sphere is highly regulated and often discouraged. I can recall a couple of jobs where my contract of employment strictly and explicitly forbade dating co-workers. So the small group of feminists complaining that no one will date them because they’re miserablists with all the charm of a squashed turd will have even more reason to complain. Because there will be no men out there to date. Well not after 6pm anyway.

Yet the Welsh ‘leader’ is taking such measures seriously, as is Siddiq Khan. They’re effing idiots who make things worse. Walking jokes.

The cognitive dissonance is deafening. It’s a kind of societal rape. The only defence, as comedian Robin Williams once said, is to “point and laugh.”

Hell road paved intentions good with to the is. This is an Ikea flat pack analogy, which will require some re-assembly.

Update: Is the world mad? As far as the English speaking nations are concerned, I think the answer is that too many of the political and media class are so wrapped up in their own agendas that they don’t realise how counter intuitive their actions ad speech are. So yes, they’re so busy trying to be all things to all men that they don’t see how crazy they appear. Unfortunately, describing a spade as a metal bladed digging implement is now probably construed as ‘hate speech’. Which is, as a concept clinically insane.

An epic wheeze…

Mrs S and I were talking in the car today as we pootled off to LocalTown. “Bill, I’m angry.” I didn’t ask what about because I already knew.
“I am too. It’s these bloody useless lockdowns.” I replied. “They make me think dark thoughts. My mind is going places I don’t want it to go.”
“What sort of dark thoughts? Share them.” She said. So I did. Nasty thoughts of committing bloody murder on those responsible for keeping us locked down. Ingeniously nasty thoughts. I think I must have a bit of Viking in my ancestry from backinnadawnatime. I won’t go into detail here, but I had it all worked out, from munition and delivery systems to the where and more importantly who. My other half let me talk for a while before making a suggestion.

Her idea was inspired by the Myanmar protests, where protesters against the military coup circulated messages on social media and then doing exactly the opposite of the message. One was along the lines of “Let’s all make sure our cars don’t break down in the rush hour tomorrow.” Then blocking traffic by pretending they had car problems at the same time, thus snarling up the streets of the capital. Men and women dressing up as each other on protest marches. Poking fun at the obvious powerlessness of the powers that be.

I thought about it for a while and took what she told me on board before I thought “What an epic wheeze!” Butting heads with the Stasi in Trafalgar Square hasn’t helped the anti-lockdown protesters, it just got people baton charged and beaten up like on September 26th. Therefore, so I am moved to consider, the traditional means of protest, particularly rallies and marches, don’t work any more. The powers that be are all geared up to fight that kind of gathering with kettling, riot shields and batons. And social media companies readily crack down on those opposed to their agenda.

So therefore, a shared message like “Simon said, let’s not quick march across pedestrian crossings dressed like extras from Dr Who tomorrow at midnight.” might have the bastards in black running around chasing groups of less than twenty around multiple locations slow walking across pedestrian crossings in pandemic fancy dress, say full painters coveralls and masks. Of course the reversal of the message would be easily deciphered, but by doing these protests flashmob style, that should get the message home in a way that even the BBC couldn’t ignore. Like doing a zombie thing around their cities wearing placards like “Beaten by the Stasi.” As a protest against the beatings or by wearing full mask and hazmat. The cops couldn’t do anything because you’re in full PPE and thus over-complying with these godawful regulations. Alternatively, the moment the cops turn up, the idea would be to disperse in all directions and change out of the protest disguise.

Reverse the psychology, keep the opposition guessing, then disappear should be the rule. Don’t square off against better armed and resourced opponents. Make them look silly, because of all the things the power hungry hate, it’s being made to look ridiculous. Or make them suffer the consequences they’ve dumped on the rest of us. Viva Frei has an interesting suggestion;

Yes, if “We’re all in this together” how come those making these lockdown decisions are still sucking so richly on the public teat? Off with their funding.

It’s at times like these…

…that I just want to swear at the proponents of lockdowns like Samuel L Jackson.

Included in this number; The entire political establishment of Canada, the EU, New Zealand, UK and USA, and most of the panic mongering mainstream media. Also ‘Progressive’ NGO’s and anyone who follows their specious diktats are especially included in this number.

None of them have the wit to run a bath without inflicting their half-baked progressive politics on the rest of us. Neither do people who say they believe in ‘science’ without actually reading any of the scientific literature properly. Witless bunch.

My ill temper has been mostly created because I’ve just had a very trying meeting over building design with someone who just doesn’t understand about structure, services or the basics of sketching and don’t see why anyone should be exempted from a damn good swear. The mess we’re in is all the fault of people like the aforementioned. Every last single Muthaf*ckin’ thing.

I feel strangely better for having said that.

Muthaf*cka’s.

That was interesting…

Mrs S and I had a difference of opinion yesterday morning. She opined that it was a good thing that the sitting US President with the initials DJT had all his social media accounts suspended and deleted. Apparently for spreading “disinformation and hate”. Which is interesting. Apparently he was trying to tell his supporters to “Go home.” because “We need peace.” So Arsebook and Twatter decided this was not what they wanted their users to hear. So his accounts were suspended. Along with thousands of others. Took the screenshot below just before posting. Video from GABTV here. Does that sound like ‘hate’?

I disagreed vehemently with my other half, referring to these social media shutdowns as ‘fascist’. I told her that shutting down someone just because you don’t like them much, is a very, very bad idea. It’s like smacking the phone out of someone’s hand when they’re talking to someone else. Principally because how do you know someone is being an arse and ‘spreading hate’ if the only ‘evidence’ there is comes from some dodgy rumourmongers and propagandists (Calling themselves ‘journalists’ ho bloody ho)? Even on the supposedly neutral BBC (Guffaw) and even hitherto respected organs of the UK press (FT, Times, Telegraph and Guardian). Can what they say be verified by primary source information or not? If so, okay. If not, they’re more full of it than I am. Likewise, if the primary source is denied to me using the argument “We will tell you what to think.” or “You wouldn’t understand it”, then my subconscious tends to cry “Foul! Ref!”

Seems to even my limited intelligence that someone is telling massive porkies or at least misrepresenting what really happened at the US capitol. For my part, as a staunch advocate of fair play, I actually try and find out what the recently unseated DJT actually said on a given occasion, and it is so often at odds with what the mainstream tell us he said. Far from being a ‘spreader of hate’, DJT tells his audiences that he loves them, repeating allegations that the mainstream will not touch. “Oh noes!” Scream the lamestream. “He’s spreading hate and disinformation!” Despite information being in the public domain that supports the case for prosecution of those favoured by the mainstream media.

Say for example that old you-know-who had destroyed possibly incriminating computer hard drives and phones, his feet wouldn’t have touched the floor, but someone from a family beginning with ‘C’ only had to state that this was not so, presumably with her fingers crossed behind her back, and magically there was no case to answer. Or fact based allegations that a specific politician was taking foreign money and making a crooked buck by peddling influence, not to mention being a possible paedophile.

The public too often get patted on the head and told “Nothing to see here, move along.” But we can see what’s going on. Only the wilfully blind cannot, it’s that blatant.

Despite not liking DJT much as a public persona, I had to admire some of the things he was doing. Scaling back US military interventions in the Middle East and Afghanistan for example. When of course his military staffers did what they were told. Bringing jobs back to the USA despite the lockdowns and civil unrest perpetuated by mostly Democrat administrations. He also liked BREXIT, which his successor doesn’t.

Not to mention the election shenanigans that gave the victory to the Democrats, despite evidence of fraud that the courts point blank refused to examine, not entirely sure why. Yes there is evidence. Shady stuff was done. But those perpetrating such deeds presumably steered far enough to the windy side of the law that the courts couldn’t do much. So dies the US Republic.

Regarding the US Elections, satirically commented upon by JP. Were some of those ‘Trump supporters’ actually Antifa? Certain tattoos tell an interesting story.

How long before poor old JP gets hauled off to the Gulag for revealing state secrets?

Drone strikes incoming to all the pro-Trump faction. Must invest in those companies before the share price goes up. Personally I’m with Viva Frei as below.

Bored with tiers

So Cromwell Johnson has cancelled Christmas, as we suspected he would. The git. Well imagine my shock. As UK PM he’s turned out to be one big disappointment after another.

Over here in slightly more sensible Ireland, we’re being allowed (Allowed! Hah!) to cross county borders and go pootle around the neighbouring countryside, and (Gasp!) be allowed to celebrate Christmas. How very fucking generous of our political class. Bunch of Cnuts. Unlike you poor buggers in the UK, for whom tier 3 was not enough. Now there’s an ultra scary new bug which means everyone is back under house arrest (Actually one of just under 13,000 new strains of SARS/COV-2). Said bug is supposed to be highly virulent, but the stats show no uptick in deaths outside of the seasonal norms. Although, according to one specialist;

Dr Maria van Kerkhove, the technical lead of COVID-19 response and the Head of Emerging Diseases and Zoonosis Unit at WHO, has also confirmed that the strain involved has been circulating for many months, though she referred to it as N501Y.

So this ‘new, virulent strain’ we’re all supposed to be hiding under the blankets about has been around for ages. It’s not new. The death count hasn’t deviated outside seasonal norms. So that kind of shoots the whole need for ‘tier 4′ restrictions down in flames doesn’t it? The only conclusion any sensible person can draw from this is that the politicians don’t have the first feckin’ clue what they’re on about.

Not to mention the ‘advisory groups’ like SAGE and NPHET claiming to be ‘experts’ when it turns out there are few real scientists amongst them, mainly mathematical modellers and ‘social psychologists’ from all accounts. We need proper epidemiologists and virologists on these advisory boards. One decent economist who understands how small businesses power an economy would be good too, rather than the current bunch of affectioned time-pleasers.

Mrs S and I increasingly find ourselves wondering openly and in public why this is. Politicians are faking having had the vaccine in order to persuade the rest of it that a vaccine is warranted. Which under the current circumstances is not the case. The ‘cases’ being no more than detections of (live or dead – doesn’t matter to the test) viral fragments because the PCR test is not fit for this specific use.

For my part, I try (as always) to find a little light in the darkness, a silver lining to the storm clouds. And I find it in family. ‘North’ is closeted in London with serious boyfriend, both of them, unlike so many, are finding ways to keep the metaphorical wolf from the door while building a possible future together. I look at it this way; if their relationship can blossom and flourish despite the lockdowns and stresses of the UK’s crapital, the Sticker clan may start a new expansionary phase some time in 2021. Providing the lockdowns end in 2021. Which at this rate doesn’t seem likely. We can always offer them safe haven and a fast Broadband connection over here if the UK goes into TITSUP mode.

One lives in hope that London based stepdaughter can find a little happiness amongst the shitshow currently being pushed on us by panicky and clueless politicians. ‘South’ based in Sydney Australia has been struggling a bit, but with a little judicious subbing out, is still up, running and socialising enough to keep her sanity, which is important.

Of course, Mrs S and I are being careful not to spoil either of our two girls, and bless the pair of them, they’ve always demurred when financial help has been offered. However, there is a pot of money marked “For dire emergencies only” just in case. It’s at times like these you earn your corn as a parent of grown-ups.

On that topic, today I have a Lamb and Vegetable soup fragranced with a little Rosemary brewing on the stove. To be served with cucumber sandwiches and a few other oddments. Cucumber Sandwiches Bill? How quaint! How, oh never mind. Don’t worry, I’m not becoming decadent, we’re not cutting the crusts off. Chill. Relax and enjoy the Christmas that never was.

I’ll try and be a bit more cheerful in the next post or two.

So here we go

Here we go for WTO BREXIT. Amazon sent me an email the other day saying that anything ordered from their UK site (There isn’t an Amazon.ie) may be subject to extra duties, so they’re ready. The main UK ports have been ready for several years, with ‘pop-up’ customs posts ready to clear lorry loads of merchandise as they come in and go out of the UK. A good thing (for me) is the pound losing five points almost overnight against the Canadian Dollar a couple of nights ago, which made it a good idea to buy sterling. No idea why the markets react in this way. The UK is ready, customs posts set up, exporters informed and the RN getting set to arrest and detain fishing boats without proper licenses in UK waters. The only people who seem ill-prepared, bent over a chair with their trousers around their knees are the EU states.

Out here in the wilder west of Ireland, all these COVID restrictions are starting to be ignored. Dropped by my local butchers to make my Christmas order today. No masks, seasons greetings, all very civilised. The local supermarket still enforces the anti-social distancing and masks bullshit, but other people are starting to not bother.

No idea what’s going on in the US. Obvious vote rigging and dismissal of legal challenges, probably dismissed on technicalities, evidence of, but not court admissible proof. As for Biden, it’s well known he’s pro-EU, anti-BREXIT, but that’s okay because with congress and the senate on the flip side of the coin, he’s going to be in a lame duck administration. One hopes.

There’s a reported problem with the voting machines ‘flipping’ votes and all sorts of other dodgy things going on. Nothing that constitutes definitive proof, but man, I would be asking for a thorough review and re-run of the elections right now, without the voting machines, with proper oversight, with voter ID and the absolute minimum of postal voting. But that’s just me. At least an obviously fair vote would shut up all the dissenting parties and give them less to kick off about.

Up in the not so great not so white as you think it is North, there’s Trudeau allowing Chinese troops to ‘train’ on Canadian soil. Does that corrupt little toe-rag not trust his own military? How long before those exercises allow Chinese troops to ‘assist’ the Canadian armed forces against their own people? Say those uppity Midwesterners in Alberta, Manitoba and Saskatchewan? No idea. We’re out of there and our investment money is following us.

For us the aforementioned is now rather academic. We’re hunkered down in the wilder west of Ireland. All our Christmas shopping is done. We have found out where to get some superb mini-rhubarb tarts and some of the finest Mince Pies known to man fresh on most weekdays. Right on our doorstep. Our accounts are well in the black and all credit cards fully paid off. The halls are decked etc and there’s food in the larder to see us clear through to February, and a suitably fiendish 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle on the kitchen table to stretch our pattern recognition software. I might get another, just in case we get a bit too clever and finish it before Christmas. There’s Oak logs drying ready for the stoves. The kids may be with us some time in January. Fingers crossed. We’re going to be okay. Hope you will be too.

Like a lot of people I won’t be staying up for the latest end of the world show on the 21st December when an optical illusion makes it look like Saturn and Jupiter are going to collide. I’ll be hitting the ‘snooze’ button for that one. If these people are that keen to see the end of the world, I’m sure there’s a high cliff they can jump off and stop mithering the rest of us with their ridiculous utterances. All the hand-waving man made climate change panic mongers can follow them for all I care. They’re all busy telling the rest of us how to live while ignoring their own rules, buying waterfront property and jetting off to conferences all over the planet. If they didn’t clock in tomorrow on account of being too dead to work, would anybody really care?

Hope my last reader can stand the suspense.

Merry Christmas, Yuletide Greetings and all that Jazz.

Warmest regards

Bill

Me too

I’m with this guy. Let’s see all the establishment, the Judiciary, Cabinet, opposition and all the mainstream slebs and media lined up for their SARS/COV-2 jabs before the NHS, before the public. Then wait a week or so to watch for side effects. If nothing else but to restore credibility.

Lead by example or stop pretending to lead. If you dare, Mister Johnson.

It’s easy to send other people down a slope to the unknown when you know you won’t be going with them.