Jesus - I don't even know where to start with this!
Chaos.
That seems to be the only word to describe what is happening in the UK as the lockdown is released and people finally emerge blinking into the sunlight (literally) of the hottest days of the year to date. The pent-up frustration of weeks of isolation and curtailment of 'normal' activity has boiled over into multiple occurrences of disorder and ignoring of the pleas of those in charge to adhere to sensible precautions of social distancing; we have groups of heavy drinking celebrants battling it out with police on the Barbican in Plymouth and in Exmouth; people urinating in the streets and gutters in the absence of public toilets - yesterday a 'major incident' was declared on the South Coast when huge numbers of people descended on the beaches of Bournemouth, Poole and other Dorset resorts, completely ignoring any form of distancing or other measures designed to prevent a 'second spike' in the battle against Covid. Reports of incidents of confrontation between the police and public abound, on one occasion resulting in officers being assaulted while they tried to administer first aid to an injured person lying on the ground.
It was of course entirely predictable. Anyone who has spent the lockdown period on the 'frontline', serving in the convenience and corner stores, the 7-11's and off-licences up and down the length and breadth of the country (allowed to remain open to serve the needs of people making their 'limited and essential purchases') can tell you how the people have spent their period of enforced containment. By, in large part, engaging in an extended 'drunk' of twelve weeks duration. This is how the lockdown has been managed, how it has been tolerated, in huge numbers of households - and now the lid has been lifted the results are pouring out onto the sunshine of our beaches and parks so that the party may continue. The idea that any kind of social responsibility worthy of the name, any kind of decent altruistic thinking persists in huge numbers of our population is bullshit. The dumbed down, social media driven society we have made for ourselves, or has been instituted upon us depending on your viewpoint, is so shallow, so rotten at its core that nothing of the type of rectitude, of moral uprightness, of backbone, that would be required to see us through this kind of societal upheaval exists anymore. Gone are the days of the post-war 'British Spirit' (if they ever truly existed) that in the past pulled us through such crises in the past. Now it's booze, Netflix and Facebook, until that gets boring enough such that a bit of relaxation in the rules and a spell of hot weather gives the opportunity to get out and run riot on a wider stage.
And our lying, dissembling excuse for a Government will be entirely happy with this because it provides them with the perfect get out of jail card, the '9-11 distraction' they need from the truly abysmal performance they have managed to date, and the ability to point the finger and say "this is your fault, this is all your doing" when the inevitable rise in Covid cases arrives in due course. The justification will be in their hands for Johnson and Cummings, Raab and their like, to do as they please with our freedoms, our lives, our society - to mould it as they will into whatever distorted vision they have of 'the way things should be'.
When a society becomes sick it becomes no longer the case that adhering to its norms is the benchmark against which an individuals mental health can be judged; to live by such norms in this case becomes an act of bringing that sickness into oneself. In such cases the diseased society exhibits a rise in aberent behaviour, in depression and anxiety: it takes refuge in drink and drugs and shallow means of distraction such as consumerism and flip-flopping from this fad to the next. It becomes wide and shallow and ill at its core. And this is reflected in exactly what we have seen in the past few days - in people so unable to constrain their own behaviour that they would put at risk all of the sacrifice that has been made in their name in order to commit such unbridled exhibitions of vacuous selfishness and antisocial disorder.
We live in a society in the UK that has been built in the post war years upon sand; I've engaged with it, I take my share of the blame. We have in recent times bought as a nation the lies that our political leaders have told us; and the greater the lies, the more we have elevated them until we finish up with where we are today with exactly the Government we deserve, presiding over a nation steeped in chaos, sickness and despair. James O'Brien recently quoted a line from the BBC drama
Chernobyl that I think stands reiteration here.
We are on dangerous ground right now because of our secrets and our lies. They are practically what defines us. When the truth offends us we lie and lie until we can no longer remember it is even there. But it is still there. Every lie we tell incrres a debt to the truth and sooner or later that debt is paid.
Today, look out of your windows, open your newspapers, turn on your televisions and what you will see is the Piper calling to collect on that debt.