THE Covid-19 Autumn and Winter Plan is a canard: a stratagem by which to dupe the masses once again into believing normality lies just around the bend. It reeks of fear.
Even the title is portentous. It has been published a full ten weeks earlier than last year’s ‘Winter Plan’, a clear sign that the government has set out its stall nice and early this time.
It centres around vaccination as the first line of defence yet with the power to reinstate virtually all other measures at will depending on the emerging data.
With potentially tens of thousands of care-home workers and NHS staff soon to resign, be sacked or redeployed due to vaccine refusal, and with a heavy flu season anticipated, the deck has already been stacked to favour the political agenda. Government is the casino, the pit manager and the croupier all at once in this rotten gamble with our lives.
The paradox of how a controversial, substandard medical product can so casually be touted as an impenetrable bulwark against the impending travails of winter should be taken as a warning sign, and we’ll likely receive but a handful more.
If the vaccine worked wonderfully and had an exemplary safety record, there would be no need for coercion to drive uptake, and all mandates and suffocating restrictions would be redundant. If the vaccine didn’t work in the slightest and was totally unsafe, then the entire ruse would collapse, as a perpetual lockdown – the only plan left – would equate to domestic and geopolitical suicide, and natural immunity would swiftly put paid to any further necessity for tosh such as roadmaps and traffic lights.
We unfortunately find ourselves trapped in the worst predicament: that of the public’s persistent submission to interventions hung upon efficacy data of a vaccine that works ‘a bit’, hence can neither liberate us through total efficacy, nor likewise through total failure; oppressive restrictions therefore endless in scope.
To say this was born of coincidence and not design is to have one’s head so far buried in the sand as to be drowning in the waters struck.
In effect we have been herded into a vaccine no man’s land, where we mooch around grazing on the meagre pastures of insecurity and the regurgitated cud of a placebo, awaiting instruction. The Autumn and Winter Plan is validation of this: a dust bowl of ‘ifs’, ‘buts’, ‘howevers’, ‘hope nots’ and ‘can’t be entirely ruled outs’ – the naked, thorny bushes of our new social diet. The document might just as well contain one line only: ‘You know the drill.’
Former, supposedly more draconian, measures are merely being replaced piecemeal with more insidious ones, designed to create the illusion of ordinariness, but which sustain the goal-shifting narrative all the same. This is called ‘normalisation’, and is not to be confused with normality.
Collective gullibility aside, public approval for these measures must be won and Government ‘reasonableness’ peddled. Part of the Government’s ‘winter’ pitch is to recommend the expiry of some of the Coronavirus Act provisions, such as those necessary to shut down sectors of the economy and schools, or to apply restrictions to events and gatherings.
Vaccine passports meanwhile remain the ever-present threat to the freedom to gather in large numbers. Despite all the ballyhoo in the mainstream press, and the Government’s daily flip-flops, the Autumn and Winter Plan indicates they are still very much in the toolbox, and chillingly states: ‘For now, the NHS Covid Pass will continue to certify individuals based on vaccination, testing or natural immunity status. If Plan B is implemented, at that point the NHS Covid Pass will change to display full vaccination only.’
In other words, Government retains the legal and technological infrastructure which can instantly invert a citizen’s social status and thus curb his freedoms with a simple app notification: a Chinese take-away. A cute little quip were the far-reaching implications not so dire.
Not such a big deal, one might shrug, if one is not fond of large gatherings and hasn’t even the app. I wouldn’t hold my breath, however, as: ‘The Government hopes that it would not be necessary to mandate vaccine certification more widely than these settings (indoors: 500+ attendees, outdoors: 4,000+ attendees) though this cannot be entirely ruled out.’
We are still inching our way, it seems, towards mandatory scanning of QR codes to enter supermarkets.
So much for Freedom Day – I don’t hear road crews filling in the potholes and laying the asphalt of Johnson’s roadmap to normality. All I hear are jackhammers and the erection of blockades at every available off-ramp.
All this trading of liberty and peddling uncertainty set to nauseating wartime rhetoric is nothing less than a corrupted form of bartering in which the gullible shoppers – the public – walk away from every transaction with the pre-ordained purchase: an unwanted Moroccan rug which the crooked salesman can from thenceforth pull out from under their feet whenever he wants at the click of a mouse.
This is not freedom. This is coercive and abusive social control: a process which if not halted in the ensuing months could keep the population oppressively micro-managed for decades.