Horrible Times 8

The more I see, the angrier and more despairing I become – despite the fact that I know it isn’t good for my blood pressure.

Just what do these self-important, selfish, stuffed shirted twats think they’re on?

Almost every major sport is trying to (re)start their season. Football, rugby, cricket, tennis, Formula 1 … and on and on. Top flight football in the UK is intending to restart in mid-June. They aren’t alone.

Why? Selfish vested interests and money.

All they are going to do is to add fuel to the flames of a second spike of Covid-19. Why can these guys not understand this? Why are they (and their sport) so much more important than people’s health? How do we restructure their brains?

Sport is a recreation. Unfortunately it has become big business made up of prima donnas and stuffed shirts. (In fairness the stuffed shirts were always there, at every level.) Sport is not essential; it is recreation, fun. At the end of the day it is dispensable and one of the last things which should be (re)starting once all else is running and things are stable again.

The politicians are not helping. In England from next week up to six people may meet, in the open air (public or private) as long as they observe 2 metre social distancing. They can even have make burnt offerings, aka. barbecues.

Just like the government did too little, too late at the start of this, they’re now doing too much, too soon and risking the gains we’ve managed to salvage from their incompetence. Do they seriously think that Joe “Dumbo” Public is going to manage to observe (or care about) 2 metre social distancing in his garden, with his and his mates kids running around killing each other, while the adults swig larger and smoke “substances”? And how is this going to be policed? An unenforceable law is worse than no law.

It was my friend Katy, over on Facebook, who pointed out:

Juvenal [in The Satires] coined the phrase “Bread and Circuses”. It was about the fact that the Roman senators created a grain dole for the poor in order to buy their votes and keep the peace in a time of increasing unrest and hardship.

And the fact that the Emperor Domitian who was a right bugger, used to create big celebrations to take people’s mind off whatever the Roman version of Stalinist purges and gulags were. Massacred three thousand peasants? Chuck them a circus and some balloons on a stick and we’re laughing.

I’m not sure what the bread in our current case is – maybe Brexit? But the return of non-essential sport, and allowing people to effectively have parties at this time, certainly look a lot like a circus to me.

Just watch the upturn in Covid-19 cases by the end of June.

Gawdelpus with this set of clowns in charge.