So how do you reckon this bunch would have reacted in 1939?

That question was asked of me by a stranger as we stood in line, on last Sunday morning in a triple-length supermarket checkout line. I with my two newspapers and a pack of chorizo sausage (the chorizo essential for chewing as I read my double ration of news and comment) and my queue colleague with his newspaper and a single pack of lager.

My reply was succinct and truthful, “Knowing this bunch, and watching as the herd reacts; we would probably be conversing in German, and ending with ‘Heil Hitler’!

The previous Friday, I had already picked up my pre-ordered shopping, and was in the large local supermarket to pick up a few items which needed personal choice. I had watched in quiet horror as the store, which normally would be fairly busy, was literally heaving with customers: in truth busier than Christmas Eve. Uber-Laden trolleys queued down the aisles, as frantic shoppers bought everything in sight. The unnerving sight of near panic was spread out before me: and this was in England. Was this the same England who stood and sat, soberly and quietly, in a worried silence, whilst they listened to a Prime Minister speaking on the BBC, who, equally soberly and quietly, stated that Nazi Germany was now our enemy?

The day after my Sunday chat with one guy, I drove a mate to stock up supplies for his family grocery business, as he had lost his own licence. We headed towards the local branch of a national wholesaler. We didn’t know what to expect, but our worst fears were realised as we set foot through the sliding doors. What normally was.a well-stocked, calm, well-oiled vending organisation had become a warehouse with empty shelves, stocks of virtually everything were reduced to torn boxes, The high racks and shelving which had held toiletries, detergents, kitchen and toilet rolls were, simply; devastated. My mate had, on his list, one item in particular, hand sanitiser. We spoke to a warehouse worker, taking items from a pallet and restocking empty shelving. When asked about the sanitiser, he grinned, wearily, pointed to the empty shelves and said, “That whole section disappeared within forty minutes of opening on Saturday. The lads who were bringing pallet loads from the intake areas were ambushed as they came through the swing doors, and everything was pulled away and on to the trolleys. In the end, the management had to threaten them with the police being called! And that was from ordinary people!”

We left, having filled perhaps half of my mate’s shopping list, and with sadly shaking heads. This is now modern England; a disease-ridden, panic-riven wasteland. And why? Because our politicians refused to even consider that Far-Eastern Nations, such as Singapore, Japan and Taiwan knew that the very mention of leaked news of an unknown viral illness which was  said to be circulating within Wuhan, a Chinese city to the south of Beijing was cause for deep concern. Knowing that the Communist Chinese would stamp rigorously on any rumour of a viral epidemic, because that would reflect badly upon the great Communist dream. The Communists ruthlessly stamped upon the natural inclinations of the medical staff to spread the word, that same staff who had first recognised that this viral infection was both new and savage, in that the Chinese who had been infected had no natural immunity; and so were easy targets for a deadly new virus.

The Taiwanese Government, being supremely realistic about their giant Cousin across the 80 miles of the Taiwan Straits, about the reticence of the Communists to release any news which ‘MIGHT’ reflect badly on their SuperState, proceeded to adopt a plan which was developed after the SARS virus epidemic. The plan was to board every aircraft coming in from Wuhan, and secondly from Hubei province, record if any passengers were suffering from high temperatures, heavy coughing and fever symptoms, and ruthlessly quarantine all until treatment could begin. But Heathrow? FORGET IT!

This Government of ours is terrified of hitting the Big Red Button which is labelled “LOCKDOWN”. Terrified because they will look just the same as the Commie crowd in Beijing, despite the clear evidence that the ‘LOCKDOWN’ actually works. But it must be complete, it must be level, and it must be enforced rigorously. When scientists state, again  and again, that the only way to stop this scourge IS TO ACT RUTHLESSLY, our pusillanimous politicians will not bite the bullet. When literally millions of Brits set a metaphorical ‘two fingers’ at the earnest advice; then it is about time that the kid gloves come off, and the iron fist is exposed. Italy acted too late,with 50,000 cases confirmed, and 5,400 dead. That, folks, is reality. As my mate David Vance discovered, the huge slice of dead Italians is because the Italians have imported, overtly, over 100,000 migrants from Mainland China to work in the sweat shops making those leather goods which are exported back to China. So when all those ‘effing Chinese illegals came flooding back after their bloody New Year, the corona virus came back with them.

We have to be brutal, because brutality works. Don’t take any notice of me; I’m just a retired Engineer, looking after a very sick wife; ill now for decades. But take notice of this lady, because she knows of what she talks and writes about. Take note, otherwise we will be seeing A FULL AND EXACT COPY OF this graph, because it will then be too late! Note the figures on the vertical side of the graphic, which peaks at 450,000 dead!