A Horseradish
Wednesday 15th April 2020 8:00pm [Edited]
8,475 posts
Quote: Briosaid @ 15th April 2020, 8:39 PM
Don't think Spain is relaxing anything. Just spoke to a friend whose daughter is in Spain and thre lock diwn is worse than here.
That must be more fake new then.
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2020/apr/13/spain-relaxes-lockdown-as-daily-coronavirus-death-toll-falls-to-517
A RATIONAL PERSON'S DOUBLE BIND
As will be evident from my posts, I have huge doubts about this virus. I believe we are being lied to. There may well be political agendas. I was asked today by a friend who knows me well why I should then be so robust on adhering to the Government advice which is effectively legislation and appalled and anxious at those who are not adhering to it. Cheers!
It is very simple.
One, I am inclined to do what I am told to do even if I seriously doubt it. Call that the experience of 25 years in the Civil Service often putting forward lines for pay with which I vehemently disagreed. My disagreement in those contexts meant nothing because I had signed the Official Secrets Act and was very loyal to any democratically elected Government in a professional capacity. I was also forced into the school cadets for 18 months when I was 14. Totally not in my character but I didn't use that as an excuse to try to get out of it. Two, for all of my doubts, I believe until the opposite is absolutely proven, it is best to adhere to the lawful advice "just in case". This I have done relentlessly and I hope and expect others to do the same. Regrettably I have found that I am an in a minority even among the believers of what we are being told.
Some way up this thread one person expressed the feeling that to go against the grain was a man problem. I have to say that my experience is quite the opposite. It really is no lie to say that every single problem I have experienced during this period has come from a woman. This is not to excuse the so-called Mamils who I am extremely fortunate not to have encountered. They are not the sort of people I naturally get on with in any day. I am frankly surprised that they haven't been pushed off their arrogant bikes, had those bikes stolen and received a kicking. I would do none of these things myself but if it happened there is no law even now against me laughing and cheering. But women. I mean really. Really.
Some have been wonderful in their support. Others and you ask what f**king planet are they living on. I could understand it just about from my mother. The never seen before cold indifference to being supplied with food and the sort of getting out her tackle to shove what food she has herself back in my direction. Much of it is her age. But when it comes to being forced to accept a cake from a kind 70 year old neighbour whose husband is in and out of hosiptals as a guinea pig for placebo-or-not tests and whose daughter is a local nurse who believes she has had Covid-19 and come through it. I'm sorry. Then it takes it to the giddy limit. I am frankly sick and tired of petty petulant upsets which last three days when I have to ask myself if there is something murderous in her subconscious and that of many other apparently "nice" people.
I have had a woman in a shop take affront at the very notion that she could carry a disease. "I'm wearing gloves" she shrieked when I had asked her to leave me to take my bank card out of her machine and she did it anyway. Sorry love, but gloves protect you. They have been on everything so they ain't gonna protect me. I've tried to stand back for a woman who arrived outside a shop after me. We had a Covid conversation. "No you go in first, I am in no hurry", I said. She insisted no. I went in first. Then seconds later she decided to go in there breathing down my neck. I could have crucified her for her ways. And then I have the neighbour with whom it has all been lovely for years and now it is virtual war.
She has an absolute fixation on boundary issues. She's been hammering down the phone about a panel which has been wobbling a bit in severe winds. It is right at the end of the gardens and nowhere near her house. And I said to her "what exactly do you want me to do? - do you really think it is more urgent than life and death? - do you want me to bring in someone who has the virus even if anyone is available? - don't you think we are all stressed out enough not to have to endure this kind of bullying?". And she sort of laughs in an evil "I am superior" supercilious way - "oh you are having one of your turns". No I'm sodding not. You are having one of your rebellious bully moments. The illness, dear, is in you.
And now she has upped the people in and out of her house from her massive family. It's all down the side of my house which is about one foot away from hers. I'm about to go out any moment now when her young brother leaves and ask him if he is aware of the Government's requirements. Their arrogance is unbelievable and off the scale of acceptability. I am now in a very bullish mood. Very bullish. The irony is that these people probably believe every word and enjoy being leather jacketed bikers for the month while I think that much of it is total tripe. But until I know for sure I comply and generally do what I am told willingly. I'm the ultimate harmonious controversialist, me. I do what I disagree with on paper and would send it to the Royals if I felt like it. I never go gunning without prompting for these sadistic aggressive sheep.
Hancock. The genius. I have always closely identified. Clowns to the left of me. Jokers to the right. Stuck in the middle with you.You will note for all of my genuine protestations - I think we are being manipulated terribly, everyone has gone mad except the billionaire unelected puppeteers who know exactly what they are doing and almost all of it is fake - I have never advised against ignoring the advice. I may not ever have married but I'm satisfied that's a mature man in my book.