(Warning: this post discusses Covid 19 (which you probably guessed from the title), death, and grief)
As I write this post, Boris Johnson is still prime minister of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland (to give us our long and official title.)
Who knows whether he'll be prime minister by the time this post goes live, but for now he is prime minister.
He should not be.
I don't pretend to be able to predict the future - I think we've all given up on trying to foresee what comes next - but I hope he resigns.
As he should have done already. So many times over.
Because it turns out, that while the UK was under a variety of Coronavirus restrictions
- including a full-out Lockdown with a 'Stay At Home' order in place, where we weren't supposed to meet up with anyone, socially, from outside our own household -
No. 10 Downing Street (the prime minister's residence and office,) and Boris' staff were having a variety of parties.
Including parties that Boris himself attended.
I cried.
When I heard that Boris had partied, as if all the lives lost and sacrifices made during this pandemic had meant nothing.
I cried.
Because when I'm angry - really, truly, bursting-from-the-inside, angry - I burst into tears.
I can't help it.
And when I thought of Boris and his cronies carrying on as if they weren't breaking the very rules they made, you can bet I was angry.
I'm still angry.
I've never pretended to be a fan of the Conservative (aka Tory) party. Their politics and mine don't tend to vibe.
But I respected, in most cases, that they're a legitimate political viewpoint. Albeit one I tend to disagree with, on the whole.
This is not about party politics.
This is about a man with no integrity and no honour.
A man who thinks it's perfectly fine for him and his people to break the law - a law he himself made.
A man who thinks he can do whatever he wants just because it's him, and the world has always revolved around Boris as far as Boris is concerned.
A man who doesn't seem to care about the death and suffering of the people he is supposed to serve.
I did not see my grandmother, in-person, for the last year or so of her life.
Because of various restrictions - including specific care-home restrictions - I never saw her again. I never hugged her again. I never held her hand again.
And... that hurts. A lot.
But, as much as it hurts, if I had to do it all again, I would.
Because it was the right thing to do. As she told us herself on video calls.
It was the right thing to do to protect her, to protect her carers, to protect the other residents in her care home.
It was the right thing to do to protect people I don't even know, and will never know, and will never know I protected.
They ended up with an outbreak in the care home - in the second wave. She got Covid.
She got better, but it definitely weakened her.
If I had to do it all again - feel all that heart-wrenching pain - I still would.
I would go through it all again. Because I can't bear the thought that someone might die because I didn't keep to the rules.
So to see him lying and laughing as if it all means nothing.
As if it means nothing that I'll never hug her ever again. That I spent over a year of her precious life not hugging her...
*takes a deep breath*
She was worth far more than him - far more than any of them.
And I for one will never forgive them.
I'm not the prime minister. Never will be.
But somehow BoJo still is.
Despite the law-breaking (and the Covid rules were law here at the time,) and the utter contempt for the lives and wellbeing of others - of those he is supposed to serve, he's still prime minister.
If he had an ounce of integrity, he would already have resigned.
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Sorry for the loss of your grandmother. I share your anger. I always suspected the Tories were self-serving hypocrites, but now the evidence is out there and they're still trying to lie and squirm their way out of it, it just makes me sick. Boris isn't remotely sorry for what he's done, he's just sorry he got caught. Sadly, even if he resigns, I don't have faith in any of the potential replacements.
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DeleteThe potential replacements aren't great. But (with current info. available, anyways,) they haven't broken their own freaking laws by partying in a global pandemic. So it'd be an improvement, at the very least. (Except if it ends up being Liz Truss, because I don't tolerate Transphobic policy-makers for anything.)
I definitely feel your frustration, Cee. While I haven't had as many issues with my prime minister, for me, seeing other people partying on social media has almost brought me to tears. When my family decides not to have a Christmas, and other people are having parties that I just think are unnecessary given the time we're in (the amount of gender reveal parties I've seen has been astounding), I can't help but feel like crying. You're definitely not alone in this.
ReplyDeleteUgh, some people are just... something else. <3 <3 <3
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