The home of the Bellwether
As your bellwether (and expert!) I suppose it falls on me to comment on the ‘scientific advice‘ that supposedly underlies the political (mis)management of the current pandemic of Covid-19 afflicting some unfortunate sections of the human population (the old, already sick, the obese, and those of non-white race).
In looking up the definition, the term Quack, in the sense of a medical impostor, is a shortening of the old Dutch quacksalver (spelled kwakzalver in the modern Dutch), which originally meant a person who cures with home remedies, and then came to mean one using false cures or knowledge.
Post virus lockdown the time is fast approaching for an invasion by neighbouring flocks of sheeple galloping away from their pens and descending like locusts consuming the green green grass of home pastures and fields.This has been encouraged by no less than the Prime Shepherd himself.
I, and all other bellwethers (apparently), have received the following dictated letter from The Highest Authority in the land (dictated from his bedside) to be amended according to region. This order applies to all flocks in the land. Basically you, the sheeple, must obey the instructions or the dogs will be set loose. [Note to editors: F n’ M means foot and mouth virus]
They don’t make facemasks for cattle so I have ‘self-isolated’ myself in this remote barn in rural Wales. I communicate with my flock using videoconferencing and blogging on the EYE. I still have memories of the 2001 foot and mouth pandemic (not sure how I survived that one!). Humans are so lucky, in a pandemic they don’t all get killed en masse and burned in large smouldering heaps like us poor creatures (yes, yes, there have been Holocausts, I know). God’s creatures too, you know.
It seems clear to me (as your bellwether), following the UK General Election and the catastrophic vote losses suffered by Labour, a political party backed and funded by ‘The Trade Unions’ and ostensibly representing the ‘working class’, that the time has now come to look again at Guilds and their potential value for modern societal and future labour force organisation.
I can’t help noticing that the news these days is dominated by BREXIT. The latest items that have struck my jaundiced eye and which have become internet memes are: breezers, brooches and bulldog (clips).
The main take-away (for me) from reading Dominic Cummings’ blog and other commentators is that he has almost total contempt for politicians (especially Tories like ex-chancellor Philip Hammond), the Civil Service and so-called ‘captains of industry’. Ayn Rand Objectivists call these people ‘moochers’.
I’ve been reading Dominic Cummings’ blog and I am the proud recipient of his newsletter. Yes, he’s the chap that is now an uberspecial advisor to the new PM Boris Johnson. He of the T-shirt and the BREXIT slogan ‘take back control’. Brilliant. The Mr.Brainiac of the Brexitory party.
Back in December I wrote an article titled Christmas dinner party bemoaning the fact that I had never been to or been invited to a ‘dinner party’. According to newspapers like the Guardian, political pundits like Alastair Campbell and the television media, ‘dinner parties’ are supposed to be where ‘the people’ (discuss? rage?) talk about BREXIT.
Spring is here. Daffodils are out in full yellow vested marching order, primroses are peaking primly, buds are about to burst. A good time, better weather, for everyone… er… except those frisky young lambs (and knackered old rams) in our flock awaiting, going up the ramps, for Abbatoir Day (AD).
As the ‘official’ appointed bellwether, I am here to warn you that I have detected the formation of a dissident breakaway group within the Flock that needs to be ‘purged’ before AD (Abattoir Day). Calling themselves the Ewe Research Group (ERG) and led by a well known ‘coloured’ member of the arch-conservative Reesmog Flock who have infiltrated our members.
As the ‘bellwether’ of a small flock of sheeple, I have come to a fork in the road on the issue of leaving the EU. One way points to BREXIT (and its convoluted variants) and the other REMAIN. Forget all the blarney about ‘deals’; make no bones about it, there are only two choices, stay or go (the well ‘ARD way).
At this time of the year, most of the Media look back at past events that have occurred and try to analyse their impact. I could also try to do that but would probably forget or miss something and in any case, I am supposed to be a ‘bellwether’ and predict ‘Future Trends’ – not analyse the ‘past’. Those that do that are called ‘HISTORIANS’.
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