“PHONETICALLY SPEAKING” To reflect the fast pace of world news, my blog is probably best served as a stream-of-consciousness text. Fast and unadulterated. With this approach, and on first encounter, text might not seem to scan. This is because I am dyslexic. Instead of keeping the proof-readers busy, I would rather let my blog updates of my visual work stand as a record of my experience of dyslexia, which I am keen that you now get to enjoy too. Unlike some news outlets, I hereby excuse myself the need for a ‘corrections’ section! The excitement of a new language is something I’m quite familiar with, and it is with this ‘joie de vivre’ that I am delighted to guide you through my thought and work processes, more phonetically (than fanatically) speaking.
In the realm of political science, within the pages of January 30, 2021, a critical tableau unfolds, a moment frozen in time and intrigue.
In this epoch of unparalleled misinformation and governmental dominion over information flow, navigating through the quagmire of deceit and red herrings proves to be a Herculean task. An opposition party, ostensibly in ideological contention, strangely aligns with their adversaries, advocating an exponential augmentation of response strategies. Such perplexing theatrics, a hallmark of this era!
Visualize this scene: an expansive chalkboard adorned with the data of the World Health Organization and the British government’s National statistics. Upon this canvas, marches Matt Hancock, costumed as Woody from Toy Story, accompanied by a newfound companion, creating a surreal tableau.
Erected as a symbol of demarcation between political rhetoric and ethical, factual data, the metaphorical ‘Chinese Wall’ stands, a palpable representation of the divisive forces at play. Bill Gates, donning a joker’s guise, appears to be but a marionette, strings pulled by invisible hands. Yet behind this façade, lies not a political intrigue but a parade of profit-driven corporations.
Now, direct your gaze to the grand stage, a symbolic carpet woven from the esteemed fibers of the Supreme Court. Upon this carpet, our political thespians assemble, donned with the emblematic Blue Peter badges, signifying the soft power they wield. Amidst them, Diane Abbott assumes her position, echoing Xi Jinping’s numbers and wearing mismatched shoes, embodying an unusual stance. Xi Jinping, in his steadfast resolve, proclaims zero cases in China, urging the world to mirror his resolve. Meanwhile, Boris Johnson, the diligent student, endeavors to spell ‘boobs’ on a Chinese calculator, in a curious demonstration of statesmanship. In this complex interplay, Rishi Sunak, an ally of Xi Jinping, stands poised, attuned to the trajectory of the Chinese government.
In the midst of this political theater emerges Professor Neil Ferguson, the harbinger of doom, brandishing his infamous death card, a somber reminder of past fallacies. He traverses the city, possibly to visit a companion, fully aware that his cancellation looms, his predictions perpetually erring.
And there, on the opposition front to Boris Johnson, Keir Starmer’s responses echo Boris’s, albeit with a plea for more stringent lockdown measures and an escalation of monetary production. Nicola Sturgeon, a tactician of political cunning, conducts daily briefings in Scotland, a strategic defiance of Boris’s directives. Mark Drakeford, inspired by her stratagem, replicates it in Wales, amping up the theatrics, curtailing entire supermarket sections, particularly children’s apparel, while leaving the nectar of adulthood accessible.
Alas, amidst this political theater, the link between policies and the empirical scientific data available at the time appears tenuous. Rather than engaging directly with raw data, these political performers prefer curated briefings from the expert cohort.
This solemn tableau underscores the enigmatic cadre of politicians pervasive across the global stage. Astonishingly, this theatrical display was not a singular spectacle confined to the United Kingdom. Each nation played its part in this grand drama. Curiously, those leaders who dared to deviate from the established theatrics met untimely ends. This, esteemed audience, is but the prologue to the grand political saga.