SAD fact is we have no
idea of how many have been infected. In fact no idea of how many may
be ill right now.
Some will be in
hospital and we have a grasp of that number. It comes up each day
during the appallingly named 'presser' – or press conference to
sane people.
Some will be ill in
care homes but we have no idea how many. Nor it seems have we any
intention of helping them by taking them into hospital for ITU and
ventilation. So they die.
Some it seems will be
ill at home being cared for by their GP. Really? And some will die
there it seems.
Now forgive me for
being a fool but I thought that to die you had to run out of
breathing ability. And that when the patient started to get bad we
should call 999 and the blood wagon would arrive with paramedics to
start the effort to save our lives.
Apparently you can be
so bad in a care home or even at home that you die before they can
even call 999. Or so it does appear.
And despite this being
a highly infectious disease and therefore notifiable to the
authorities that is not happening as it should. So now we fear even
the ONS figures – the last line of statistical defence – is not
necessarily up to date even when it is a week behind.
Of course all this
would be worrying to you and I but it is manna from heaven for our
government.
The last thing they
want is for you and I to have the same information as they have.
After all, now we know about the PPE cock up we are incandescent and
even YouGov may have trouble massaging Boris's approval ratings.
Although DomCum is back so maybe all is well in cloud cuckoo land.
They lie. We knew that.
But I doubt we even dreamt of them lying on the industrial scale they
are now.
- Ventilators? No sweat we have thousands on order... oh, we don't.
- ITU beds? We'll build our way out of... staff? Oh, yes there is that...
- Lockdown! What do you mean no jobs, no taxes, no economy... we'll plant another money tree.
- PPE? No problem, we lead the world, best prepared... what do you mean run out?
- Ventilators! New design ones! Dyson to the resc... what, don't work? Don't do the job?
- PPE? Burberry to the rescĂșe... what other companies? 150! Selling abroad?
- Vaccine! OxbridgeImp to the rescue... but, but, testing? What's that?
- Boris sick. Better. Worse. Not worse. Recovering. Oxygen. Recovering. Happy in Chequers. Back soon.
And it goes on, and on...
Still, look on the
bright side. Now we know that it's not just Boris: all of the cabinet
are useless. That they have been following the science. The
scientists they pay to tell us stuff. Make ministers look good (ish).
Still, it could be
worse, the orange turnip thinks it is all lies and we should just
grin and bear it while Making America Grate Again. Typo? No, that is
NOT a typo. It is a forecast.
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