9 September (Part 2) - The dope on the ropes
I have seen some shocking things on Twitter in recent days. Large numbers of
police descending on elderly men and dragging them to the ground. Uniformed
thugs throwing a man waving a banner into the air to the extent he needed CPR
to save his life following a head injury and five or six surrounding a woman apparently leaning on a
wall chatting to a friend. What she was saying was inaudible but I doubt it
justified punching her in the chest. None of these thugs will be brought to
justice just as none were when a cop organised the murder of my
son-in-law’s brother.
It must be 30 years since I first decided that police officers are very often
bone heads. The tipping point - I had around the same time offered a police
constable temporary free accommodation when he found himself homeless - was
fining a young woman trapped in her car on a road I knew well, for eating a Kit
Kat while stuck in a traffic jam.
I argued with a friend that if the police were intent on making enemies of law
abiding people it would at some time in the future come back and bite them. That
time has probably arrived, they have annoyed so many people that respect has largely gone.
I spent last weekend with five people I had never met before but their opinion of the police
was much the same as mine and none have criminal records.
When I have occasionally seen one of those wild life documentaries where half a
dozen lions stalk a thousand wildebeest I always wonder why the wildebeest don’t
turn on the lions and trample them to death. Probably they do not think
strategically as
humans might but it makes me think of our politicised
police selectively attacking the easy targets and fear their wildebeest rebellion moment
might not be all that far away.
If
the videos easily found on Social Media and the comments they attract are any
guide the country seems to be on the edge of an abyss and the politicians don’t
help, Johnson and Hancock in particular. I used to think Prime Ministers couldn’t get any
worse than Blair, but then we had Brown, Cameron, May and Johnson all intent on proving me wrong.
Government Tweets tell everyone to get back to normal and when young people do
something like that the politicians go into panic mode and attack everyone while
freely admitting that they do it because it is the easy option. Police tactics again.
It reminds me of my school days when someone blew a drain out of the ground with explosives found on
the army ranges in Aldershot. Every one of us was punished. One expects
Conservative Ministers to be able to govern better than a school teacher. Sadly
the last six months have shown that to be a vain hope.
The latest panic reaction to extra positive Corona tests, not cases as lying
Ministers would have you believe, cases is a medical term to describe those
being treated for a disease, is to make it unlawful to be in a group of more
than six people. Unless you are at work, in school, at a funeral or a wedding.
In a few weeks time I have a birthday. I won’t say when but a small celebration
is planned. I will not say where nor whether it is at a restaurant or somewhere
else; but I will say the number invited is six and I will make it seven.
I have the choice of booting someone out, not going myself or raising two fingers
towards the clown I misguidedly helped to elect last December.
Hmm, a difficult decision.
Johnson just like the police is stoking the fires of a dangerous rebellion by
those already keen to take to the streets. He is a failure and embarrassment as
a Prime Minister but I would rather take him down by democratic means.