7 February 2021
An open message to Chuck Schumer:
“Please remind Senators when you open the trial of your last president that, while they were elected for their party membership, this is not an election and they must now put their politics aside and think for themselves as intelligent individuals, looking only at the facts and the evidence before them.”
Boris Johnson actually had a good week, claiming personal credit for having been at least partly educated in a country whose scientists found the first effective Covid-19 vaccine, and for leading a genuinely impressive roll-out of the new inoculations. By the end of last week, more than 8.5 million people had already been vaccinated and it seems possible that one of his promises, to vaccinate 14 million people by 15 February, might be kept. If it is, then shall flags be hung and songs be sung and church bells rung to mark the first time Johnson’s ever kept a promise.
However, he’s stuck between a rock and a hard place: scientists (and a Conservative former health secretary) want the lockdown kept in place for as long as it takes to know we’re all safe while businesses – many of whom are Tory donors – want everything opened up again as soon as possible.
Scientists have also said opening schools in England too soon would be “a recipe for disaster” while so many new cases are still being reported each day while Johnson has just said he reckons 8 March is “the prudent date to set”. 18 Tory MPs want them opened on 22 February…
How can Johnson possibly say 8 March is “prudent” until he knows if the number of cases will have decreased enough by then to avoid a fourth spike or surge? (I reckon the only difference between a spike and a surge is the scale of the axes on graphs of the figures.)
Some of the more unexpected casualties of the lockdowns are guide dogs. Their normal lives are full of concentrated brain work, guiding their visually-impaired owners round obstacles, judging whether they can safely walk under scaffolding 6’ above their heads (how do they do that?), stopping them at kerbs, judging traffic, etc. During lockdown, they’re getting bored and there are fears that they’ll need retraining before they can work again.
But perhaps it’s like riding a bicycle or punting: however long it is since you last did it, it comes back when you’re on the bike / punt. Mind you, I’ve never seen a dog punting. (There are only two things you need to learn about punting: don’t lower the pole down, drop it and let it run through your hand and, if it gets stuck in mud and won’t come free with a jerk, let go of it and stay on the punt – the alternative is damp.)
I can’t let this week go by without a nod at Captain / Hon Colonel Sir Tom Moore who died this week of Covid-19. When he was 99 and had been told to exercise after a hip operation, he thought he could combine this with raising some money for the NHS so he decided to walk 100 laps of his garden before his 100th birthday, hoping to raise £1,000. The rest is history: the story went viral, he raised almost £39 million, was knighted and had a number one hit song with Michael Ball. Yet another example that ‘ordinary’ people can do extraordinary things.
At the other end of the scale are people like Vlad the Poisoner who failed to kill Alexei Navalny, Russia’s leading opposition figure, by putting novichok in his underpants. Navalny recovered abroad but returned to Russia knowing he was like to be arrested, and so he was, for violating parole from a sentence he was given in 2014 for embezzlement, a case he claims was politically motivated after he’d accused Putin and his mates of stealing billions from the state. Navalny has been sentenced to two years and eight months in a prison colony, another court case is pending and his supporters are demonstrating in the streets.
Anybody making book on how long Vladimir Putin will now go before killing somebody else?
As far as I know, nobody nominated him for a Nobel Peace Prize but Jared Kushner (son of He Whose Name Shall No Longer Be Spoken) and his deputy, Avi Berkowitz, have been nominated for one by the lawyer who acted for the defence in last year’s impeachment trial. The Hong Kong pro-democracy movement has also been nominated by nine lawyers from both parties.
I’ve recently come across a fascinating project called Operation X, run by Dyami Millarson, who aims to learn endangered European languages before they die out. At the moment, he’s concentrating on the 14 living Frisian tongues …
Jacinda Ardern has been criticised for not doing enough to remove the systemic disadvantages faced by the Māori peoples and racist bias in environment, housing and child poverty. However, she has appointed Māori Nanaia Mahuta as New Zealand’s foreign minister, the first woman to sit in the country’s parliament wearing a moko kauae, an ancient Māori tattoo form, and there are hopes that things may be starting to change for the better.
Parliament last week voted on a Labour motion to speed up the removal of flammable cladding from buildings that are still at risk from a Grenfell-type massacre and to set up an independent taskforce to get the dangerous cladding removed. Some Conservatives supported it but most followed instructions to abstain so it was passed by 263 votes to zero. Because it’s a recommendation and not a requirement at the moment, why did so many on the Government benches abstain? Don’t they care about the lives still at risk? Or are they worried about upsetting the money-grubbing developers who fitted them?
Dolly Parton was twice offered the presidential medal of freedom, the highest US civilian honour, by the last president but turned it down both times, first because her husband was ill and second because of coronavirus travel restrictions. Last November, Barack Obama was asked why he’d honoured musicians like Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen, James Taylor and Stevie Wonder but not Parton.
Obama looked surprised and said “That’s a mistake … that was a screw-up … I think I assumed that she’d already got one … she deserves one.” He also promised to call Joe Biden and it seems he did because Biden’s now offered her one though she says she’s not sure if she’ll accept it in case it appears political.
Being paranoid about ‘smart’ technology, I was rather upset to get a text message from the garage in Manchester we’d bought a newer car from this time last year saying “Your car … has alerted us that it may require maintenance. Please call us on …”
What’s it doing? It’s switched off and sitting in the garage. Has it told Google what music I’ve been listening to, or the police that I tend to keep to speed limits? Is it about to turn the television on to the Gay Rabbit channel? (What is the Gay Rabbit channel anyway? We’ve skimmed past it on the list but never bothered to find out what programmes it shows.)
A woman was caught by a detector dog at Auckland airport trying to smuggle almost 1,000 cacti and succulent plants into New Zealand in stockings stuck to her body. This brought to mind some words from a Loudon Wainwright III song which I’ve only adapted slightly:
Smuggling in cactus is easy
Stuffed in your tights – it’s a breeze
Just walk as if you’re bow-legged
Don’t laugh, don’t fart and don’t sneeze.