One can only sit back and be amused.
Our Lords and Masters are pissing themselves over the Virus. Numbers are climbing and they are in a panic.
I have visions of them putting numbers into their computer program and fighting over the results. Maybe if they reduce the number of people who can dance at a wedding? Maybe if five less mourners are allowed at a funeral? They have stated categorically that there will be no lockdown and are now regretting that statement. Maybe if they make the pubs close half an hour earlier? Maybe if they extend the requirements for their “passports”?
Computer says thousands in hospital by Christmas. Computer is right. Computer must be obeyed.
The confounding factor is the vaccine. Over ninety percent of the population are vaccinated so where the fuck are the numbers coming from? Even worse, a fair proportion of the victims are vaccinated so maybe the vaccine doesn’t work? Can they possibly admit that their enthusiasm for the vaccine was a little too ambitious? Maybe they should push their booster idea a bit more? Maybe the booster needs to be followed by another booster?
Our Minister for Health has taken to hiding in a back office somewhere where no one can find him.
Out Teashop is just stuttering and waffling about crowded hospitals. I think. I honestly don’t understand his waffling most of the time. I think he’s trying to pass the buck to Nphet [the National Public Health Emergency Team] but they’re too busy playing with their computer.
In the meantime the Plain People of Ireland just ignore them and carry on as normal.