The Covid Policy Octopus Strangles Everything

Any fan of the James Bond films knows that S.P.E.C.T.R.E. is the nefarious global organization whose symbol was an octopus, because its influence extended everywhere, and it could manipulate world events.  If we didn’t know better, one might think Dr. Anthony Fauci’s gain-of-function research was actually a S.P.E.C.T.R.E. operation, because Covid has become a society-destroying octopus in ways that go far beyond making elderly people sick.

The foolish and unnecessary lockdowns will kill more people and create more suffering than the virus, thanks to both short-term and long-term effects on mental and physical health.

Cancer screening and treatment is one such area where the Covid policy octopus has done, and will do, tremendous damage.  Cancer screening in the U.K. was suspended and routine diagnostic work was postponed following the lockdown beginning in March of 2020; a British study reported sobering findings:

Substantial increases in the number of avoidable cancer deaths in England are to be expected as a result of diagnostic delays due to the Covid-19 pandemic in the UK. Urgent policy interventions are necessary, particularly the need to manage the backlog within routine diagnostic services to mitigate the expected impact of the Covid-19 pandemic on patients with cancer.

A plot worthy of a Bond villain.

Specifically, compared with pre-pandemic figures, the study estimated an 8 to 10 percent increase in the number of deaths due to breast cancer, a 15-17 percent increase for colorectal cancer, 5 percent increase; for lung cancer, and 6 percent increase for esophageal cancer. Translated, the total years of life lost is between 59,000 and 63,000. And that's just the U.K.

One can find incidents of increased cancer rates across the globe.  At the Weill Cornell Medicine Center in New York City, the number of lung cancer patients seen by medical professionals declined by half during the lockdown, and there was a “significant increase in the proportion of patients with Stage IV disease” after re-opening.

In Draconian New Zealand, the backlog for breast cancer screenings stands at 50,000 and there's been a 14 percent increase in skin cancer.  Another paper revealed that “screenings for breast, colon, prostate, and lung cancers were lower by 85 percent, 75 percent, 74 percent, and 56 percent, respectively” in April 2020.  That was just for a 6-week period at the start of this nonsense.

The entire world was already facing a mental health crisis prior to the lockdowns.  This was exacerbated by throwing people out of work for months, adding financial stress to already-vulnerable households, particularly low-income and minority households.

The Covid policy tentacles also reached far into the homes of domestic abuse.  A meta-analysis of 37 different studies showed a 7.86 percent increase in domestic violence, revealing that, “the stay-at-home measures have placed those most vulnerable to violence and abuse in close proximity to their potential abuser, and this may lead to a continued increase in the risk factors associated with domestic violence.”

That's using the old noodle.

Ya think?

There are 10 million incidents of domestic violence annually.  As if all this trauma and its mental and physical effects on victims weren’t enough, the lockdowns forced the abused right back into the home with their now-unemployed abuser. The mean increase, according to the meta-study, was another 76,800 incidents of violence, mostly against women.

Fueling this violence, as well as being a separate category of collateral damage, was the rise in hazardous alcohol use.  Another study found hazardous alcohol use increased from 21 percent among April 2020’s cohort to 40.7 percent for the September group. Alcohol dependence exploded from 8 percent to 29 percent.

She's fine, really she is.

We already know that Covid was harshest on the elderly, especially those trapped in nursing homes.  While everyone needs human contact, and the lack of it was unquestionably harmful to most people, the elderly suffered the most.  They are already isolated, often forgotten or disposed of, by our culture.  The lockdowns prevented  family from visiting them.  Grandchildren are a source of joy, optimism, and energy for so many older folks, and they were robbed of that resource.

Yet beyond that, the caregivers in these facilities were so busy caring for those with the virus, that those without it were sometimes neglected.  Inspectors and advocates could not visit and maintain proper working conditions.  This story from the Associated Press goes into sad detail on this travesty.

Hale and happy before the pandemic, the 75-year-old retired Alabama truck driver became so malnourished and dehydrated that he dropped to 98 pounds and looked to his son like he’d been in a concentration camp. Septic shock suggested an untreated urinary infection, E. coli in his body from his own feces hinted at poor hygiene, and aspiration pneumonia indicated Wallace, who needed help with meals, had likely choked on his food.

“He couldn’t even hold his head up straight because he had gotten so weak,” said his son, Kevin Amerson. “They stopped taking care of him. They abandoned him.”

The tentacles yanked children out of school for no reason whatsoever.  Not only are children the least likely to suffer any ill effects, but they have the lowest chance of mortality unless they are severally ill already.  The most vulnerable populations were, again, disproportionately impacted.

Young children not only require education, but a vital part of childhood development is seeing faces, reading cues, and simple social interaction.  They were robbed of all these things.  Worse, they were thrown onto computers to allegedly learn.  As if they weren’t already spending enough time staring at screens, now they were supposed to have long attention spans to absorb lessons.

Now imagine everything you’ve just read, and consider the long-term effects of each of these issues on each demographic as this insanity continues.  Then consider all the other vulnerable populations that weren’t even discussed.

It's not unreasonable to suggest that the government and media are policy terrorists. They struck terror in the minds and souls of Americans, particularly the most vulnerable.  Most of this data was available early in the lockdown, yet no changes were made. And now, in light of Joe Biden's speech today, it’s unconscionable. But it's going to continue unless and until the American people demand a stop to it.

Diary of an Acclimatised Beauty: Unmasked

I’m not sure what I expected when I came back to visit mummy and daddy but to be sure—Mummy and Daddy! That, however was not to be.

Other than referring to my mother as Judith for almost as long as I can remember, they’ve been pretty normal as parents go. And one could generally expect to find them home—Judith organising something or other, and Daddy reading or shuffling papers. As Judith never took breakfast they usually didn’t see one another until evening cocktails, but that ritual was truly sacrosanct. So when I arrived—on time and as promised, I in turn, expected to find them—drinks in hand and nibbling curry-spiced cashews and paper-thin slices of salmon on rye. What I found was most of the lights off and a half- melted bucket of ice at the bar.

I went up to my room to find mail that had been deposited over the course of the last several weeks, and half a dozen tulips placed into a vase—but no note. I must’ve slept for a good hour before I heard my father call from downstairs. No Judith. She’d decided to remain in the country in the interest of “essential” travel strictures. I never got a straight answer about how they got separated in the first place but how could she not bother to turn up when her only child had traveled halfway 'round the world to see her? Father gave me a look as though I was getting unnecessarily agitated so I just fumed inside and let it go.

Seriously though—who were these people? Quarantine-panicked and cowering like two pensioners who’d lost their house, their livelihood and their only child to a single incendiary. And who was this man sitting in front of me? I’d expected the reluctant RAF hero who took nothing too seriously and above all refused to give in, especially when those around him did. This was far too depressing after leaving a US that had likewise all but flown the white flag. Defeated as well, I went back upstairs, nicked a moisturising mask from my mother’s bathroom and fell asleep a second time.

Day Two: awoke to find father knocking about the kitchen only to soon learn we were out of milk, bread, eggs and, as he added 'soon enough…toilet roll'. On our way to Tesco we weren’t steps from our home when we were stopped by a policeman…yes we live in the same house, yes this is an essential trip but apparently we weren’t convincing enough—as we got a stern warning. Lovely. Two bagfuls later, we headed back—sharing a ham and pickle sandwich only to be met by a second officer. 'No it isn’t compulsory to wear a face mask,' she explained, 'but the mayor strongly urges you to do so'.

And with that, the father I used to know returned—and in full force I might add. 'Was this warning compulsory?'and, 'Does the mayor have any suggestions for eating while simultaneously wearing a mask'? Shocked, I rustled the paper wrapper of my half sandwich to underscore the fact that we were in fact eating, and to plead our case that we should be be spared the £30 fine. It worked, and the officer turned to look for her next scofflaw. Still ,I was quiet.

'You do realise that in London alone there were a hundred domestic violence arrests yesterday'? he said to me with pain in his voice. 'I hadn’t' I responded, and added, 'Clearly nobody’s having cured salmon on rye' and he stifled a smile. Seeking to change the subject fully, I began regaling him with the very positive effects of the global shutdown on the environment only to find myself once again at seven years of age, having been patted on the head and sent back to the nursery. 'No appreciable benefit', he corrected. 'The planet is still getting hotter, smog has decreased somewhat but no appreciable benefit. And I need not remind you of the year you lobbied me, and anyone who would listen to you, that we needed to buy property on the equator— just to survive the impending and unavoidable ice age'?

He wasn’t wrong. I had done, and thankfully they hadn’t listened. But it wasn’t ever likely my father was going to make any substantive change based on the opinions of a seven-year old climate scientist. For her part, Judith had asked him to 'buy something small… just to appease her' -- and to keep me from having night terrors. But he wasn’t having any part of it.

So dear reader, with the planet heading to either heat or ice, depending on when you tuned in and whom you follow, I think I should address the issue of the mask. Do choose something stylish, there’s no way of knowing how long this will last, and frankly do you want to be remembered as a sloppy bandit? Or join the millions of women who have decided just not to colour their hair or look presentable? Of course you don’t.

And while many of you have written about adding a coffee filter to boost the filtration aspect, I think it important to remember, no matter where you are on the mask spectrum— just like dressing for dinner—you are wearing the mask to make others feel comfortable. Touting how 'comfortable' you are in sweats or some lumpy dress while a savvy maitre d’ seats you in Siberia is nothing to be proud of. You are dressing to make others feel more comfortable around you. And the same holds true for a mask. Even if like me, you know your immune system will fight off nearly any virus… you wear the mask so that others feel comfortable around you. It really is the only thing befitting a well-bred gel.


After Prosperity, Whither Environmentalism?

The Climate Crowd have long argued that a society as rich as ours can easily afford to pay more for things like gas, groceries, plane tickets, electricity. What's an extra 25 cents per gallon or 50 bucks per flight to visit your Mom in Sheboygan when you live in the wealthiest society that has ever existed?

Stated that way, the activists' case sounds convincing to a lot of regular people. They consider the new 75" TV in the den and remember the one with the coat-hanger antenna they had as kids, or think back to that rusted out El Camino their dad drove at their age while they look at the new BMW they just picked up, and they say 'You know, I can stand to have things a little harder.' Conservatives joke a lot about limousine liberals and champagne socialists -- not least because they often don't consider the fact that *not everyone* can stand to have things a little harder - but for a lot of people this is where their attitude comes from: the acknowledgement that they're a lot better off than they imagined they would be when they were young, a certain pride that they haven't always lived in the lap of luxury, and even a sense of shame that they have so much stuff.

Of course, the activists relentlessly exploit that shame, while also obscuring what Having Things a Little Harder actually looks like. Once you start spelling out the details to regular people, they start pumping the breaks pretty quickly: "You want to replace our entire energy infrastructure with..... enormous bird killing windmills? Any plans for when there is no wind? Not really? How about all of the people who rely on jobs in the industries you want to destroy to feed their families? 'Learn to Code', huh?' And I'm not allowed to use plastic.... ever?" So in order for the ploy to work, they need us all to be thinking about the money in our pockets and not the size of the tab they're racking up on our behalf.

But what happens when things change? When even the people who have, until recently, had it pretty good, start having it a little harder? Or at lot harder? Well it seems that, thanks to the Wuhan coronavirus, we are about to find out. The other day we got the news that American jobless claims jumped by 3.28 million in a single week. Economists are debating whether we are looking down the barrel of a depression or just a terrible recession. Experts are asking us to put nearly all economic activity on hold for the foreseeable future. In short, to some extent or another, the prosperity which we've all come to take for granted is under serious assault.  How, one wonders, will the climate zealots respond to that?

Well, in a lot of places they'll respond by saying, "Sorry, but you've already signed the paperwork":

A European Union deadline of April 30 for firms to surrender emissions trading system (ETS) carbon allowances will stand, despite calls for extensions from some industry groups due to the coronavirus pandemic. Industry, utilities and airlines running flights in Europe must report their ETS emissions for the previous calendar year by 31 March, and surrender enough carbon permits to cover these emissions by 30 April under the bloc’s ETS rules.

The European Commission said on Thursday it recognised that the coronavirus crisis might make it difficult for companies to submit verified emissions reports by the end of March, but the existing rules provide flexibility around this deadline. National authorities can make a “conservative estimate” of emissions for firms that miss the March deadline, so long as this is done in time for the April compliance deadline, it said. “The Commission underlines the importance of the timely surrender of allowances by the mandatory deadline of 30 April 2020,” it added.

Which is to say, business as usual. At least officially. I was encouraged by this quote from someone identified as a senior EU diplomat, in a story about Poland's backing away from net-zero carbon emissions by 2050, a key component of the European Green Deal:

Maybe [the EU's environmental summit in June] will be less on Green Deal but more on trying to restart the economies.... We cannot just continue with the plans and programmes we had so far. They were developed for a world without coronavirus.

It sounds like some of them are realizing that we might be witnessing a serious paradigm shift, and that the priorities of the world of six months ago -- when we were contemplating giving the Nobel Peace Prize to a class cutting teenager -- might no longer be in effect.

It's early days yet, and no one really knows what is going to happen or what the world six months from now is going to look like. But however this virus situation plays out (not to mention the game of oil chicken between Russia and the Saudis) we're going to be extremely grateful for the jobs and the energy independence that the oil and gas industry provides.

And, what's more, having come out on the other side of all of this, we're going to have a lot less time for those who talk lightly about throwing our prosperity away on an illusion when a real crisis is right here, right now.