Cocooned – Day 31
I am heartily sick and tired of this virus caper.
It’s not the restrictions I am supposed to obey, as if I obeyed them I’d be a nervous [starving] wreck by now. I wash my hands when they need washing. I don’t sing fucking Happy Birthday whilst washing them either – I fucking know how to wash my hands. The only time I sang Happy Birthday was the other evening when I was down at Daughter’s place for Grandson the Younger’s birthday. Of course this was illegal according to some, but laws are for the obedience of fools and guidance of wise men [or somesuch].
The two kilometer lark is another mindless restriction. Is the virus supposed not to be able to travel further than that? Or is it [as I suspect] to make us think the entire world is infected and my little 2km circle is the only safe place on the planet? Well fuck that. I am just back from a trip up the motorway on a mission I think was essential [otherwise I wouldn’t have done it] but officialdom probably would think not.
What gets on my wick is the constant harping on about the subject. They never let up. The Meeja seems to think that nothing else is happening in the world. Even driving on the motorway earlier I was nagged by fucking road signs! “We are all in this together. Stay home”. I know we are all in this mess, and the only reason I can think of for this sign is to justify the righteous to have a go at me.
I made the mistake of watching a bit of the news last night. Covid-19 from wall to fucking wall. And what is it with the numbers? What is the point in telling me that so many were infected or died? Am I supposed to put those numbers into a spreadsheet?
Possibly the worst bit was a snip at the end showing us people “socially distancing dancing” in the street! You couldn’t make it up.
The terminology is getting to me too. “Socially distancing” is rabbited at every available opportunity as is telling me to “wash your hands”. The worst thing is when they refer to the virus itself. They all intone “Covid-19” as it it gives them some air of expertise. Even worse is “Coronavirus-also-known-as-Covid-19”. Is there a single person left on the planet that needs that to be spelled out for them? Why in the name of God can’t they give it a proper name? Kung Flu is a great name I have come across. The China Flu or Wuhan Wobbler would be grand but apparently the WHO thinks those names would be racist. Even “Covid” on its own would be preferable but then I suppose some idiot would think there are eighteens and twenties floating around too?
I honesty cannot wait for all this madness to end.
The truth is out there ……
I had an insane desire to pat that chap on the head and tell him it's all right love. He gets quite hysterical at times.
Yep, they are really pushing it now. Credibility is nearing zero even for 'those that walk amongst us'.)
At this stage they are doing more damage than good.
I wonder what the more excitable people would do if they found out that the common cold is a coronavirus. So is the flu. And SARS (Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome) and MERS (Middle Eastern Respiratory Syndrome).
Funny thing about SARS and Covid-19. SARS designation is SARS-CoV while the virus that causes covid-19 is SARS-CoV-2.
Now wouldn't that just frost you knockers?
And there is no cure for any of 'em. You can mitigate if you're lucky but you can't prevent.
I favour 'Chinkenpox'. That should rattle all the right cages.
Anything that rattles a cage is good by me.
The Chinese virus would be honest. I've also seen it referred to as Flu Manchu.
We have had Asian Flu and Bird Flu. Why not just simple China Flu?
I've been whiling away the time with Haiku writing
Here's one just for you..
Everybody is Kung Flu
fighting cos those bugs can spread
As fast as lightning
I prefer Mao Tse Lung. I would love to hear a meeja Wallah refer to it as that. Would possibly cause the heads of the CCP government to spontaneously explode.