Virulent Vexings
I have some complaints.
Yeah, sorry, this is one of those ranty, mostly unsexual, airing of grievances that I like to do for my own psychological easing :P lol
What I'm about to moan about, is totally going to date this blog in just a year or twos time, but whatever. Deal with it :P
But before I get right into sinking my teeth into the heart of the matter, I'd first like to preface this blog with a little tale. To share with you the straw that broke the camels back. This is where the most "sexualised" thing can be found, a very insignificant sexual moment, so like, yeah, take it for what it's worth I guess.
My supplies were running low. I needed to get some groceries in. A bit of a boring mundane chore at the best of times, but hey, that's life.
I went straight for my nearest high street where I can get pretty much almost everything I need. Yet, as everyone in the country and around the world can attest to, almost all the shelves were bare. Just finding the most simple, basic of supplies and ordinary of foodstuff was an impossible task.
Coming across a pack of weirdly branded, oddly shaped packet of spaghetti sitting forlornly on an otherwise empty shelf amongst the stacks of barren white plastic layers, was like finding a golden nugget out in the wastelands, such is the rarity of supplies these days.
After over an hour of searching and shopping, I headed home with my pitiful bounty. My re-usable shopping bags were extremely light, with only a few tins and a packet or two of spaghetti and rice. This will simply not do for me.
I then went back out on the hunt, as I travelled by bus the distance away to the really large supermarket.
The reasonably quiet bus pulled up to one of its stops along the route, and on stepped the lonely young blonde passenger who had only just placed over her snout a white face mask moments before boarding. She paid for her journey, and sat down on the seat about 2 rows in front of me.
As the bus pulled away, she then reached into her handbag, and began to, in the most overacted of fashions, pull out some transparent plastic gloves, with which she continued to overact the simple motion of putting them onto her hands to wear them. Like, seriously, every movement she did was done so in a very 'dancey' kind of ways, like she was saying with her body, "Hey folks, look at me! Aren't I just so health-conscious? I am taking this global pandemic oh so very seriously indeed ;)"
She was scruffily dressed in what appeared to be a cross between pyjamas, cotton leggings, and sports wear.
There was something about her that was rather off. Her whole demeanour and aura was weird. She was the only one on the bus wearing "protective" wear (if you can even call a simple face mask and plastic food-handling gloves protective). She also was wearing large semi-opaque sunglasses, despite the day being a very grey, overcast, cold, "miserable" day -- the kind of lovely British days that I just adore! ^_^
She then took out her phone to play around on it, and the way she was both sitting and holding the phone, I couldn't help but to peek at her screen. She was on her Instragram (and no, I'm not going to tell you any of her details so you pervs can stalk her! :P lol). Nothing too out of the ordinary there, I couldn't see her face in real life what with the mask and glasses, but a picture of her face was fully exposed on her 'gram and she was.. Quite plain. Neither beautiful nor ugly, just a plain Jane of a young early 20's blonde.
By the way, the only reason I'm being such a judgemental bitch about this random girl is because she proceeded to annoy the hell out of me, so like, fuck her. I'm perfectly allowed to publicly judge anyone who annoys me >:P haha
Anyway, she was taking some selfies, and typing captions and the like on her phone, and possibly replying to some comments. Whatever passes time on a short bus trip. I don't hold that against her, as we're all basically narcissistic cunts to certain levels and degrees. You do you. She do she. I do I. Whatever.
The bus finally arrived at the supermarket stop, and what few passengers there was on the bus (myself included) got off the vehicle. A customary "Thank you" to the driver was uttered.
The trouble quickly began, as this girl was the first to get off the bus, and thus was, for lack of a better definition, leading the conga line of people (myself included) towards the large store. Now, to get from the bus stop to the store is only a very short distance, but the path narrows extremely by a short brick wall and down a couple of stone slab steps into the pit of the tiny little car park and main entrance.
And this girl... This weird, off, strange, clearly-something-wrong-with-her, blonde narcissistic airhead, decided that everyone else needs to get with her slow pace. And she proceeded to very slowly, very casually yet very show-off'y, mince her way towards and down these steps like a MDMA-tripping acid-hippie music-festival tart.
There was about 5 other people behind her (myself included), just waiting for this bitch to hurry the fuck up and stop blocking us from getting past her and into the packed store.
The only good thing that can be said about her, as I'm one for always trying to find the silver-lining in even the worst of situations, is that she had a nice bum on her :/
I very begrudgingly thought as I checked her out,
"OK love, you do have a lovely arse, I'll give you that... :/"
I mean, if I'm to be stuck behind a dithering slow walker blocking my way, the very least they can do in return is provide me with a nice view to look at whilst I'm waiting for my opportunity to pass their slow-ass by. And lo and behold, she did indeed have a very nice shapely pair of buns on her, which were being displayed rather nicely in her form-hugging black cotton leggings.
But shapely bottoms aside, this stupid tart was just dilly-dallying and swaying and mincing her gait in such a way as to suggest a number of reasons as for her bizarre behaviour:
1) she was hopped-up on some fantastic drugs, such as MDMA, LSD, or some sort of good time party pills.
2) she was taking part in some bizarre, public performance art piece for her 'gram followers.
3) she had coronavirus, and was on such strong painkillers and other medications to ease her flu-like symptoms, as to make her act in a very doolally way.
4) she's an attention-seeking whore, and savours having all eyes on her, and milks those moments for all they're worth just to make herself feel like her life is worth something.
5) she's just a crazy, psycho chick. A classic poster-child for the age-old adages of, "Don't stick your dick in crazy", and "Don't let a loon into your poon".
What would usually only take 20 seconds from bus stop to store front, took over a minute, thanks to that bitch -_-
At the very first opportunity of space, I quickly rushed past her slow and dithering yet admittedly very nice looking arse, and headed inside the store. I then went to the side where the shopping baskets are, and picked one up. Suddenly, she breezed right past me o_o
I felt like yelling to her, "Oh, so NOW you decide to start shifting your slow arse into 2nd gear, huh?! >:O", but instead I bit my tongue, because as crazy as I am, I know better that it only ever leads to bloodshed and teardrops when I mess with the other crazies in the world :P lol and I just want to get my shopping done in peace without the hassle.
I never saw that crazy bitch again after that. But still, it provided a distraction I guess, before I was met by even more depressingly barren shelves -_- nothing much of anything to find in stock except seriously slim pickings for food and supplies. And this was all early in the morning too, before the extreme rush of shoppers come! lol
Somehow I was able to find a couple rolls of toilet paper sitting out in the open of an empty shelf, which was like, holy shit what a lucky golden-ticket find! It's fresh, 4 rolls in the pack, and it's soft double-ply too with a minor-yet-recognisable brand name on it, at a very reasonable price... O_O holy shit indeed! haha
I was about to kiss the plastic wrap around them beautiful white rolls and dance in celebration of my lucky find, but then I quickly remembered my good public hygiene practises and cold British manners during a virulent-pandemic :P lol and so instead I just let out a little quiet dignified "Yes! *small fist pump*" celebration to myself, and continued with my wild hunt with renewed vigour.
After a couple of hours of shopping around and scouring over every last damn inch of the depressingly low-stocked store, once my basket was reasonably full (and yet still rather depressing to look at), I ended on over to the tills.
Jesus Christ on a goddamn bicycle, what a fucking ordeal it was to line up and pay for my goods! -_-
It was like a SAS Commandos mental-fortitude training exercise just to line up and pay. Every single till was open and on full service. And every single till had a HUGE line behind it. There was at least 30 shoppers lining up at each till. And the majority of them somehow or another had their large shopping trolleys absolutely jam-packed full of groceries and produce -_-
I settled in for the long, arduous task set in front of me.
I totally suck at being able to stand still for long periods of time. I just have to move my legs! I can't stand being trapped in one position. My legs start to burn and itch after 20 minutes of standing still in one place. My toes began to tingle in cold numbed agony and yet also feel like I'm standing in lava.
It didn't help that it seemed to take an age just for the snaking line to move a couple paces forward.
Now I was being the crazy bitch that everybody stares at from behind and mutters under their breath about, as I just had to move around like I got critters in my knickers.
Thankfully, I was able to stem the sheer mind-numbing boredom and brutal physical agony, by chatting in good dry British humour about the terrible situation, to the very lovely middle-aged Sri Lankan*-born gentleman in front of me.
*Annie's Fun Racist Fact of the Week (that'll have loser libtards and loony-leftists screaming in red-rage for my head to be chopped off for daring to make a comical note about the generalised personality/behaviour of a non-white race):
Sri Lankans are very much like the southeast-Asian version of native white Brits, in that their humour is also naturally very dry-witted, with funny observations about the crazy world around them that are just covered in the kind of dry snorting sarcasm that any Brit worth their salt excels at :D haha
...Though all the good humour and company in the world, couldn't hide the fact that it took nearly 2 HOURS for me to finally get to the end of the line and pay for my goods, and then leave the store with my sorry-looking bounty -_-
What the fuck has happened to the world?
Or, allow me to put it more locally and bluntly; what the fuck has happened to Britain?!
I can totally understand the populations of other countries in the world absolutely losing their collective shit over this pathetic overblown coronavirus pandemic, as they are prone to do. I can totally understand the rest of the world turning into burning flames as people panic and governments crumble under the sheer weight of the fear and panic of a global pandemic.
But it's just simply NOT British to ever panic in a crisis. We're quite literally famed for our "keep calm and carry on" mentality. You can throw whatever shit you want at us, and it'll just bounce right off us as we just get on with dealing with the shit. While the world around us panics itself into a swarming frenzy, we're supposed to be the ones who just casually and calmly gets on with it without making a big fuss, or a big song and dance about it. In fact, I'd even go so far as to say that to panic in a crisis is simply a very anti-British thing to do by its very nature.
Yet that's not what is happening in this green and pleasant land... -_-
People are panicking, and greedy dickheads are thriving off of the chaos. People are getting greedy. People are being total fucking mugs. And our government is beginning to crumble under the weight of it all as they flail around playing catch-up instead of taking the bull by the horns and dealing with the problem head on and just sorting shit out.
There's some really bad eggs about who are being the kind of selfish, stupid, panicky, idiot, greedy dickheads who are stripping stores bare of supplies by stockpiling items when there's NO NEED to stockpile those items. Fuck those cunts. I hope every single cuntbag who stockpiled loo rolls and long shelf-life food all get food poisoning and have to resort to using sandpaper to wipe their rotten stinking assholes.
I mean, seriously, It's a goddamn flu-like virus, people! A damn fucking flu-like virus!
That's ALL it is. It's JUST flu-like.
Oh sure, the health experts say it's a virus that's more stronger than the flu, but c'mon... The only way it'll affect most people in the world, is just by giving you flu-like symptoms for a few days until your body flushes it out of your system and develops an immunity to it >_>
Just like what your body does whenever it gets a flu! :)
The amount of people who die each and every year around the globe during the typical ordinary flu season that we all face each and every year, is ASTRONOMICAL compared to the deaths of people who have died (and will die) of coronavirus, yet nobody panics when flu season arrives each year. Nobody stockpiles stuff and hides away in their little bunkers with tonnes of loo roll and hand-sanitisers when flu season arrives each and every year.
You know why?
BECAUSE IT'S ONLY A FUCKING FLU!!
Coronavirus is only a flu-like virus. A very contagious one at that, but y'know what other virus is always extremely contagious? Ordinary flu! lol
And as far as viruses go, the coronavirus is pretty fucking pathetic... >_>
The only people who die from it are the very old, the very young, and the very chronically ill (and/or are vulnerable to underlying health issues regarding the respiratory and/or immune system).
Now don't get me wrong, I am very sympathetic towards any/everyone who loses a good person in the world for any reason. Like everyone else, I have had to watch the grim reaper come for those who I love dearly. It's horrible. It sucks. It's a nasty experience, which never gets any easier each and every time it happens. Death is a horrible thing for those left living.
But that's life.
We all have to lose someone to death eventually, and we all have to face our own death in time.
That's life.
Do we stop everything we do because people die?
Do we say, "Fuck it, everyone just give up." and just stop the whole world from turning because of it?
No.
When we lose someone near and dear to us, we shed our tears, we try to piece back together our broken hearts, we even punch a wall or two if we have to, we drown our sorrows in whatever form of escape we can get, we cry and we cry and we cry... And then we pick ourselves up, dust ourselves down, and continue to try to live our lives as and how we can, no matter how more empty our world feels without that loved one near.
But we, and the world, never ever stops.
We never just give in and cease to function.
We never stop.
We carry on.
For the world around us never stops turning just for us. And quite frankly, given the option, almost everyone who grieves for their deceased wouldn't ever ask for the world to stop turning entirely just for them.
That's how it is.
That's life.
We carry on with it.
So I ask the question again:
WHAT IN THE HELL HAS HAPPENED TO THE WORLD?!?!
All this bother. All this bullshit. All over a fucking flu-like virus. A FLU-LIKE VIRUS OF ALL THINGS!
It's not the black plague. It's not wiping out the entire population of humans on the earth. It's not killing all of the lifeforms on planet Earth and/or destroying all of the crops in every farm. It's not the apocalypse. Calm your fucking selves!
It's just a pathetic little virus causing flu-like symptoms.
A small percentage of the 7.5billion people on the planet will die from it, but we're talking like less than 1% of that number of people dying. I dare say it'll even be less than 0.5% of the global population who'll die from it once the virus burns itself out. Probably even a smaller percentage than that, even!
The rest of the 99+% are going to keep on living, and of that 99+% of "global pandemic survivors", some aren't even going to ever get ill with it in the first place.
It's a fucking flu-like virus.
It's just a flu-like virus...
I've already suffered 3 different flu strains infected me this year in the space of a couple of months (between Dec. and Feb.), the world didn't end. With each flu, I suffered in quiet dignity with it for at most a week. The coronavirus will be much the same if I should get it. I don't want to get it because who willingly wants the flu? lol but if I get it, I'll just get on with dealing with it. I'll recover.
That'll be much the same of what happens to most everybody who is unfortunate enough to get it.
If you don't want to get it, then just wash your damn hands with soap and hot water regularly. Don't stand too close to others. Try to avoid being coughed/sneezed on by others. Do that, and there's only a very tiny chance of you getting the virus. And then it'll all blow over within a month or two. Job done. Simple.
It's just a damn flu-like virus... >_>
And don't even get me started on how this all affects both the British and the global economy. What a fucking joke, that is!
"Ooh, British pound sterling is falling in value in this global pandemic, so we're going to print MORE money! That'll totally not devalue the British pound even further, and will totally solve all the financial problems the virus will cause! =D"
- Bank of England dumbass idiot, Andrew Bailey.
I sometimes wish there was an actual black-death type apocalyptic plague that sweeps across all the lands of the world, and kills a large portion of the global population, because there clearly are lots of real fucking dumbass panicky stupid already-headless-chicken idiots in the world who need purging badly.
If only I could develop a deadly plague that only targets the dangerously dumb, chronically stupid, dickhead scumbag greedy selfish arseholes of the world and kills them with powerfully-horrific incurable symptoms at that! ...If only...
The human gene pool desperately needs some chlorine in it... >_>
Looking for that silver-lining though, I can see one very clear silver-lining to all of this pandemic nonsense :)
Witnessing first-hand just how dumb and stupid and panicky a lot of certain people have been in response to a simple flu-like symptom causing pathetic little Chinese virus. Well, it makes me very optimistic of just how much more feasible a zombie-apocalypse is! hehe :D
Like, seriously, if the greedy panic-prone dumbasses of the world react like this to a simple little pathetic virus, can you just imagine how fucked the world would be in the event of a zombie outbreak?
...Ahhh, it makes me just simply buzz with excitement and happiness knowing that I could very well one day have my own zombie apocalypse adventure, as a lone survivor in a wild zombie wasteland, having the time of my life thriving in such a desolate fun post-apocalyptic planet ^_^
Yeah, sorry, this is one of those ranty, mostly unsexual, airing of grievances that I like to do for my own psychological easing :P lol
What I'm about to moan about, is totally going to date this blog in just a year or twos time, but whatever. Deal with it :P
But before I get right into sinking my teeth into the heart of the matter, I'd first like to preface this blog with a little tale. To share with you the straw that broke the camels back. This is where the most "sexualised" thing can be found, a very insignificant sexual moment, so like, yeah, take it for what it's worth I guess.
My supplies were running low. I needed to get some groceries in. A bit of a boring mundane chore at the best of times, but hey, that's life.
I went straight for my nearest high street where I can get pretty much almost everything I need. Yet, as everyone in the country and around the world can attest to, almost all the shelves were bare. Just finding the most simple, basic of supplies and ordinary of foodstuff was an impossible task.
Coming across a pack of weirdly branded, oddly shaped packet of spaghetti sitting forlornly on an otherwise empty shelf amongst the stacks of barren white plastic layers, was like finding a golden nugget out in the wastelands, such is the rarity of supplies these days.
After over an hour of searching and shopping, I headed home with my pitiful bounty. My re-usable shopping bags were extremely light, with only a few tins and a packet or two of spaghetti and rice. This will simply not do for me.
I then went back out on the hunt, as I travelled by bus the distance away to the really large supermarket.
The reasonably quiet bus pulled up to one of its stops along the route, and on stepped the lonely young blonde passenger who had only just placed over her snout a white face mask moments before boarding. She paid for her journey, and sat down on the seat about 2 rows in front of me.
As the bus pulled away, she then reached into her handbag, and began to, in the most overacted of fashions, pull out some transparent plastic gloves, with which she continued to overact the simple motion of putting them onto her hands to wear them. Like, seriously, every movement she did was done so in a very 'dancey' kind of ways, like she was saying with her body, "Hey folks, look at me! Aren't I just so health-conscious? I am taking this global pandemic oh so very seriously indeed ;)"
She was scruffily dressed in what appeared to be a cross between pyjamas, cotton leggings, and sports wear.
There was something about her that was rather off. Her whole demeanour and aura was weird. She was the only one on the bus wearing "protective" wear (if you can even call a simple face mask and plastic food-handling gloves protective). She also was wearing large semi-opaque sunglasses, despite the day being a very grey, overcast, cold, "miserable" day -- the kind of lovely British days that I just adore! ^_^
She then took out her phone to play around on it, and the way she was both sitting and holding the phone, I couldn't help but to peek at her screen. She was on her Instragram (and no, I'm not going to tell you any of her details so you pervs can stalk her! :P lol). Nothing too out of the ordinary there, I couldn't see her face in real life what with the mask and glasses, but a picture of her face was fully exposed on her 'gram and she was.. Quite plain. Neither beautiful nor ugly, just a plain Jane of a young early 20's blonde.
By the way, the only reason I'm being such a judgemental bitch about this random girl is because she proceeded to annoy the hell out of me, so like, fuck her. I'm perfectly allowed to publicly judge anyone who annoys me >:P haha
Anyway, she was taking some selfies, and typing captions and the like on her phone, and possibly replying to some comments. Whatever passes time on a short bus trip. I don't hold that against her, as we're all basically narcissistic cunts to certain levels and degrees. You do you. She do she. I do I. Whatever.
The bus finally arrived at the supermarket stop, and what few passengers there was on the bus (myself included) got off the vehicle. A customary "Thank you" to the driver was uttered.
The trouble quickly began, as this girl was the first to get off the bus, and thus was, for lack of a better definition, leading the conga line of people (myself included) towards the large store. Now, to get from the bus stop to the store is only a very short distance, but the path narrows extremely by a short brick wall and down a couple of stone slab steps into the pit of the tiny little car park and main entrance.
And this girl... This weird, off, strange, clearly-something-wrong-with-her, blonde narcissistic airhead, decided that everyone else needs to get with her slow pace. And she proceeded to very slowly, very casually yet very show-off'y, mince her way towards and down these steps like a MDMA-tripping acid-hippie music-festival tart.
There was about 5 other people behind her (myself included), just waiting for this bitch to hurry the fuck up and stop blocking us from getting past her and into the packed store.
The only good thing that can be said about her, as I'm one for always trying to find the silver-lining in even the worst of situations, is that she had a nice bum on her :/
I very begrudgingly thought as I checked her out,
"OK love, you do have a lovely arse, I'll give you that... :/"
I mean, if I'm to be stuck behind a dithering slow walker blocking my way, the very least they can do in return is provide me with a nice view to look at whilst I'm waiting for my opportunity to pass their slow-ass by. And lo and behold, she did indeed have a very nice shapely pair of buns on her, which were being displayed rather nicely in her form-hugging black cotton leggings.
But shapely bottoms aside, this stupid tart was just dilly-dallying and swaying and mincing her gait in such a way as to suggest a number of reasons as for her bizarre behaviour:
1) she was hopped-up on some fantastic d
2) she was taking part in some bizarre, public performance art piece for her 'gram followers.
3) she had coronavirus, and was on such strong painkillers and other medications to ease her flu-like symptoms, as to make her act in a very doolally way.
4) she's an attention-seeking whore, and savours having all eyes on her, and milks those moments for all they're worth just to make herself feel like her life is worth something.
5) she's just a crazy, psycho chick. A classic poster-ch
What would usually only take 20 seconds from bus stop to store front, took over a minute, thanks to that bitch -_-
At the very first opportunity of space, I quickly rushed past her slow and dithering yet admittedly very nice looking arse, and headed inside the store. I then went to the side where the shopping baskets are, and picked one up. Suddenly, she breezed right past me o_o
I felt like yelling to her, "Oh, so NOW you decide to start shifting your slow arse into 2nd gear, huh?! >:O", but instead I bit my tongue, because as crazy as I am, I know better that it only ever leads to bloodshed and teardrops when I mess with the other crazies in the world :P lol and I just want to get my shopping done in peace without the hassle.
I never saw that crazy bitch again after that. But still, it provided a distraction I guess, before I was met by even more depressingly barren shelves -_- nothing much of anything to find in stock except seriously slim pickings for food and supplies. And this was all early in the morning too, before the extreme rush of shoppers come! lol
Somehow I was able to find a couple rolls of toilet paper sitting out in the open of an empty shelf, which was like, holy shit what a lucky golden-ticket find! It's fresh, 4 rolls in the pack, and it's soft double-ply too with a minor-yet-recognisable brand name on it, at a very reasonable price... O_O holy shit indeed! haha
I was about to kiss the plastic wrap around them beautiful white rolls and dance in celebration of my lucky find, but then I quickly remembered my good public hygiene practises and cold British manners during a virulent-pandemic :P lol and so instead I just let out a little quiet dignified "Yes! *small fist pump*" celebration to myself, and continued with my wild hunt with renewed vigour.
After a couple of hours of shopping around and scouring over every last damn inch of the depressingly low-stocked store, once my basket was reasonably full (and yet still rather depressing to look at), I ended on over to the tills.
Jesus Christ on a goddamn bicycle, what a fucking ordeal it was to line up and pay for my goods! -_-
It was like a SAS Commandos mental-fortitude training exercise just to line up and pay. Every single till was open and on full service. And every single till had a HUGE line behind it. There was at least 30 shoppers lining up at each till. And the majority of them somehow or another had their large shopping trolleys absolutely jam-packed full of groceries and produce -_-
I settled in for the long, arduous task set in front of me.
I totally suck at being able to stand still for long periods of time. I just have to move my legs! I can't stand being trapped in one position. My legs start to burn and itch after 20 minutes of standing still in one place. My toes began to tingle in cold numbed agony and yet also feel like I'm standing in lava.
It didn't help that it seemed to take an age just for the snaking line to move a couple paces forward.
Now I was being the crazy bitch that everybody stares at from behind and mutters under their breath about, as I just had to move around like I got critters in my knickers.
Thankfully, I was able to stem the sheer mind-numbing boredom and brutal physical agony, by chatting in good dry British humour about the terrible situation, to the very lovely middle-aged Sri Lankan*-born gentleman in front of me.
*Annie's Fun Racist Fact of the Week (that'll have loser libtards and loony-leftists screaming in red-rage for my head to be chopped off for daring to make a comical note about the generalised personality/behaviour of a non-white race):
Sri Lankans are very much like the southeast-Asian version of native white Brits, in that their humour is also naturally very dry-witted, with funny observations about the crazy world around them that are just covered in the kind of dry snorting sarcasm that any Brit worth their salt excels at :D haha
...Though all the good humour and company in the world, couldn't hide the fact that it took nearly 2 HOURS for me to finally get to the end of the line and pay for my goods, and then leave the store with my sorry-looking bounty -_-
What the fuck has happened to the world?
Or, allow me to put it more locally and bluntly; what the fuck has happened to Britain?!
I can totally understand the populations of other countries in the world absolutely losing their collective shit over this pathetic overblown coronavirus pandemic, as they are prone to do. I can totally understand the rest of the world turning into burning flames as people panic and governments crumble under the sheer weight of the fear and panic of a global pandemic.
But it's just simply NOT British to ever panic in a crisis. We're quite literally famed for our "keep calm and carry on" mentality. You can throw whatever shit you want at us, and it'll just bounce right off us as we just get on with dealing with the shit. While the world around us panics itself into a swarming frenzy, we're supposed to be the ones who just casually and calmly gets on with it without making a big fuss, or a big song and dance about it. In fact, I'd even go so far as to say that to panic in a crisis is simply a very anti-British thing to do by its very nature.
Yet that's not what is happening in this green and pleasant land... -_-
People are panicking, and greedy dickheads are thriving off of the chaos. People are getting greedy. People are being total fucking mugs. And our government is beginning to crumble under the weight of it all as they flail around playing catch-up instead of taking the bull by the horns and dealing with the problem head on and just sorting shit out.
There's some really bad eggs about who are being the kind of selfish, stupid, panicky, idiot, greedy dickheads who are stripping stores bare of supplies by stockpiling items when there's NO NEED to stockpile those items. Fuck those cunts. I hope every single cuntbag who stockpiled loo rolls and long shelf-life food all get food poisoning and have to resort to using sandpaper to wipe their rotten stinking assholes.
I mean, seriously, It's a goddamn flu-like virus, people! A damn fucking flu-like virus!
That's ALL it is. It's JUST flu-like.
Oh sure, the health experts say it's a virus that's more stronger than the flu, but c'mon... The only way it'll affect most people in the world, is just by giving you flu-like symptoms for a few days until your body flushes it out of your system and develops an immunity to it >_>
Just like what your body does whenever it gets a flu! :)
The amount of people who die each and every year around the globe during the typical ordinary flu season that we all face each and every year, is ASTRONOMICAL compared to the deaths of people who have died (and will die) of coronavirus, yet nobody panics when flu season arrives each year. Nobody stockpiles stuff and hides away in their little bunkers with tonnes of loo roll and hand-sanitisers when flu season arrives each and every year.
You know why?
BECAUSE IT'S ONLY A FUCKING FLU!!
Coronavirus is only a flu-like virus. A very contagious one at that, but y'know what other virus is always extremely contagious? Ordinary flu! lol
And as far as viruses go, the coronavirus is pretty fucking pathetic... >_>
The only people who die from it are the very old, the very young, and the very chronically ill (and/or are vulnerable to underlying health issues regarding the respiratory and/or immune system).
Now don't get me wrong, I am very sympathetic towards any/everyone who loses a good person in the world for any reason. Like everyone else, I have had to watch the grim reaper come for those who I love dearly. It's horrible. It sucks. It's a nasty experience, which never gets any easier each and every time it happens. Death is a horrible thing for those left living.
But that's life.
We all have to lose someone to death eventually, and we all have to face our own death in time.
That's life.
Do we stop everything we do because people die?
Do we say, "Fuck it, everyone just give up." and just stop the whole world from turning because of it?
No.
When we lose someone near and dear to us, we shed our tears, we try to piece back together our broken hearts, we even punch a wall or two if we have to, we drown our sorrows in whatever form of escape we can get, we cry and we cry and we cry... And then we pick ourselves up, dust ourselves down, and continue to try to live our lives as and how we can, no matter how more empty our world feels without that loved one near.
But we, and the world, never ever stops.
We never just give in and cease to function.
We never stop.
We carry on.
For the world around us never stops turning just for us. And quite frankly, given the option, almost everyone who grieves for their deceased wouldn't ever ask for the world to stop turning entirely just for them.
That's how it is.
That's life.
We carry on with it.
So I ask the question again:
WHAT IN THE HELL HAS HAPPENED TO THE WORLD?!?!
All this bother. All this bullshit. All over a fucking flu-like virus. A FLU-LIKE VIRUS OF ALL THINGS!
It's not the black plague. It's not wiping out the entire population of humans on the earth. It's not killing all of the lifeforms on planet Earth and/or destroying all of the crops in every farm. It's not the apocalypse. Calm your fucking selves!
It's just a pathetic little virus causing flu-like symptoms.
A small percentage of the 7.5billion people on the planet will die from it, but we're talking like less than 1% of that number of people dying. I dare say it'll even be less than 0.5% of the global population who'll die from it once the virus burns itself out. Probably even a smaller percentage than that, even!
The rest of the 99+% are going to keep on living, and of that 99+% of "global pandemic survivors", some aren't even going to ever get ill with it in the first place.
It's a fucking flu-like virus.
It's just a flu-like virus...
I've already suffered 3 different flu strains infected me this year in the space of a couple of months (between Dec. and Feb.), the world didn't end. With each flu, I suffered in quiet dignity with it for at most a week. The coronavirus will be much the same if I should get it. I don't want to get it because who willingly wants the flu? lol but if I get it, I'll just get on with dealing with it. I'll recover.
That'll be much the same of what happens to most everybody who is unfortunate enough to get it.
If you don't want to get it, then just wash your damn hands with soap and hot water regularly. Don't stand too close to others. Try to avoid being coughed/sneezed on by others. Do that, and there's only a very tiny chance of you getting the virus. And then it'll all blow over within a month or two. Job done. Simple.
It's just a damn flu-like virus... >_>
And don't even get me started on how this all affects both the British and the global economy. What a fucking joke, that is!
"Ooh, British pound sterling is falling in value in this global pandemic, so we're going to print MORE money! That'll totally not devalue the British pound even further, and will totally solve all the financial problems the virus will cause! =D"
- Bank of England dumbass idiot, Andrew Bailey.
I sometimes wish there was an actual black-death type apocalyptic plague that sweeps across all the lands of the world, and kills a large portion of the global population, because there clearly are lots of real fucking dumbass panicky stupid already-headless-chicken idiots in the world who need purging badly.
If only I could develop a deadly plague that only targets the dangerously dumb, chronically stupid, dickhead scumbag greedy selfish arseholes of the world and kills them with powerfully-horrific incurable symptoms at that! ...If only...
The human gene pool desperately needs some chlorine in it... >_>
Looking for that silver-lining though, I can see one very clear silver-lining to all of this pandemic nonsense :)
Witnessing first-hand just how dumb and stupid and panicky a lot of certain people have been in response to a simple flu-like symptom causing pathetic little Chinese virus. Well, it makes me very optimistic of just how much more feasible a zombie-apocalypse is! hehe :D
Like, seriously, if the greedy panic-prone dumbasses of the world react like this to a simple little pathetic virus, can you just imagine how fucked the world would be in the event of a zombie outbreak?
...Ahhh, it makes me just simply buzz with excitement and happiness knowing that I could very well one day have my own zombie apocalypse adventure, as a lone survivor in a wild zombie wasteland, having the time of my life thriving in such a desolate fun post-apocalyptic planet ^_^
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