Life in the Time of Coronavirus Part Seven

And we're still in 'lockdown'. It's wearing thin - thousands flouted the 'rules' at the past weekend and it is entirely possible we'll be seeing stricter enforcement thanks to the people flocking to the beaches and DIY centres Saturday and Sunday.

I understand why they've done it, I was tempted, mightily tempted. I was raised Roman Catholic - I know how to resist temptation. But oh my I was tempted!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-O8iOBW6JBM

Lyrics: (Squirrel Nut Zippers, 1995)

There's a flu bug getting passed around
Spreading like fire through this town
There's a virus holing up inside us
Each one that I know is coming down
There's an Asian influenza
Infecting us all by the scores
And it's turning into pneumonia
We must go out once more
There's a fool moon howling at the night
And each bark is much worse than each bite
So we must go out and dance around

Yes we must go tonight
So the doctors came on the evening train
With their flasks and their caskets and vials
Mass psychosis was their diagnosis (yes)
So we all cashed our checks and went wild
There's a fool moon howling at the night
And each bark is much worse than each bite
So we must go out and dance around
Yes we must go tonight
La Grippe!, Salsa!

***Note: there is a new version video of this song performed by the current band make-up, filmed in 2020 just after the pandemic was declared. It is quite disturbing, I don't recommend it***

Sadly, with the covidiots on the beach and at the B&Q and the polis having to try to herd cats rather than actually fight crime, the stabbings in London resumed yesterday although two of the five deaths may have been 'just a domestic' rather than gang violence.

Yes. The people have lost tolerance for 'Stay Home - Save the NHS - Save Lives'. My guess is the news outlets claiming the numbers have dropped for cases and deaths has convinced the more selfish and gullible the threat is over and it is now safe to get back out to Life As We Used To Know It rather than what the deputy PM is calling 'the new normal' - which is to say if we go on long jollies to beauty spots including the beach, crowd in queues and refuse to keep our distances in other public spaces, we'll be back to strictly enforced 'lockdown'.

The British and the hangers-on crowding our once green and pleasant island are so obsessed with the pandemic and how it is blighting our lives they're not even interested in the more 'interesting' worrying news the little dictator in North Korea (NK) might be dead. Late Saturday evening a very few Japanese news outlets picked up on some rumours slithering out of NK that a botched angioplasty OR a case of Covid-19 may have put Kim Jung-Un in a coma he was probably, according to the first rumours out of NK, not going to survive. Later, in the wee hours of Sunday morning the rumours progressed to claiming Kim was dead. Throughout Sunday news trickled out of increased military 'drills' and hints of a power struggle that may or may not lead to a nuclear war should the power struggle be won by 'the wrong person(s)'. 'This ain't gonna end well' is probably the understatement of the century.

But no worries, the 'big story' continued through Sunday of how low the Covid-19 death count was and how Boris Johnson was back at No.10 ready to resume full control of the Covid-19 response by the UK Government. (oh this should be interesting considering SARS-CoV-2 nearly fecking killed him and he's reportedly much more aware of just how bad the pandemic is and could become more so as time goes on).

La Grippe!