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The handful of days before the winter holidays are usually a shopping challenge as people crowd into supermarket aisles to buy all the excess items they need with which to stuff themselves via elaborate feasts.
This year in the UK the shopping mayhem has been exacerbated by the sudden isolation of the UK, thanks to the brainless Prime Minister going on television to boast about how the UK has “the biggest, the best” genomic analysis capability “in the world” and how this miraculous capability has now uncovered a variety of coronavirus that is more readily transmitted than the previous version.
Not surprisingly, the rest of the world reacted in a very predictable manner and shut down all transportation links from the UK, effectively leaving it stranded and cutting off the supplies of food that everyone (including brain-dead Brexiteers) relies upon. This resulted, again very predictably, in British people panicking and rushing to strip the supermarket shelves before starvation sets in.
Early this morning I set off for a few supplies I’d not already bought much earlier: a couple of toothbrushes, some hand-soap, some deodorant, and perishables like milk and orange juice. The supermarket logistics team had done a creditable job of restocking the shelves overnight and so the…
