24 Mar 2020

And Then, Wot Next...

In answer to Ripper’s last comment relating to building regulations, I put forward the thought that those regs are small beer as to wot will happen to all these ‘emergency regulations’ that those up there keep pushing our way and how many of these regs will, spookily, be left in place when the ‘pandemic’ fades away.

   Oh - you can bet next week's pay they will. Not 'many of' but all. The bill will be amended of course, to cover different things, such as 'wearing a loud shirt in a built up area', or 'under the influence of class A wine gums'.

Go read the whole comment and check-out the links to see how sad and sick some folk are.

So as the new regulations continue to drip, drip gently onto a population that’s slowly being softened up to accept ever so slightly more draconian regs, wot’s next? You got your tin foil hat on? Okay; that filthy, germ impregnated stuff we call money could be next with all retail outlets being instructed to refuse cash and only accept card payments. Refuse as you don’t want to tap a filthy keypad? The conditioning started a while ago with contactless cards, right? Gotcha.

Still got that foil hat on? Good. A little later, after a further period of ‘softening up regulations’ when we’re all ‘card happy’ those at the top announce that, in these dire times, it has become necessary to pool all personal bank savings above x pounds for the betterment of all citizens and all citizens cards will be good for x amount per month. Use it or lose it. Totally far fetched? Of course it is, but...

Wot’s left? Rebellion? ? Tough to organize when we’re under house arrest, the army’s on the streets, all the pubs, clubs and meeting places are closed indefinitely and any public gathering of more than two people will result in the shooting of all those gathered. The Web-a-Net? Only Big Brother available as with TV and radio and only during the brief daily times the electrickery is turned on.

Interestingly, I got the first text message from Big Brother today telling me to stay indoors although I can go out for essential shopping, medicines or a family jog – yeah, right. Simple message really; stay indoors but go out if you want. Softly, softly leading up to the draconian order that’s just round the corner as too many folk were still going out.

Addendumb: After typing the above regarding card payments – and I had no idea there was a low limit on contactless payments - guess wot popped up, as if by magic, when I checked the latest news. Now is that spookily softly, softly or wot?
  “From Wednesday 1 April, some shops will begin letting people spend up to £45 with a tap of their contactless card.
  A number of companies have started only accepting contactless payments from shoppers. This is to reduce the need for physical contact by shoppers entering their pin numbers on card machines.”

So here we are in 2020 sailing serenely towards 1984 and I’m quitting the prediction game...

Quote;  Ambrose Bierce.

Acquaintance, n.: A person whom we know well enough to borrow from, but not well enough to lend to.

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