The sheer boneheaded ignorance of people, in the face of the lockdown, is stunning.
The orders – and they are orders, not advice – are very simple:
Stay at home – only go outside to buy food (and for those at serious risk, only if you can’t get someone else to do it for you), for health reasons (exercise) and for work, if you absolutely cannot work from home.
If you go out, stay two metres from anybody else at all times.
Do not meet with other people – even friends and family. You can spread the virus to them or they can spread it to you.
Wash your hands often – that means after every time you’ve touched something somebody else has – and clean surfaces that are used often.
These aren’t loose guidelines that somebody has dreamed up for want of anything better to do on a Friday afternoon – they are rules to save your life.
But some people are taking their lives into their own hands.
Mrs Mike just had to go and spend some ‘me’ time in the back garden after talking to a close friend on the telephone.
This friend is over 70 years old and in an ultra-high risk category. Mrs Mike told her this, right when the restrictions started coming in. Today she parroted it back, indicating that she believed it now, because her doctor told her.
And what has she been doing in the meantime?
She has told us about visits to the hairdresser (when that was still open); she was shopping in the town where she lives (even though she can get other people to do it for her); she has spent time with her boyfriend who lives elsewhere (when they both have been in contact with other people); and she said she had decided to “start to self-isolate” from now on…
Because now she’s starting to feel ill.
I have to admit that I got on the blower and asked her very bluntly if she wanted to live at all – because all the evidence shows she has a death wish.
As I type this, stepdaughter just had a visit from another relative who wanted to show off his new car.
This guy is a taxi driver. Who knows how many people have been sharing his air or whether they could have had the virus? And the first chance he gets, he’s round here presenting the threat of infection to his relatives.
In the wider world we hear of people having street parties and barbecues, and having to be broken up by the police.
Last weekend, Mount Snowdon was covered with idiots who’d gone for a day out in spite of the self-isolation/social distancing orders.
The National Trust had tried to keep its open spaces available to the public, on condition that those distancing rules were observed – but had to close them when it became clear that people were ignoring them wholesale.
It seems that everybody wants this virus to kill them – or their nearest and dearest.
Try to remember: coronavirus might not kill you. It might not even present itself with more than mild symptoms if you catch it.
But if you, carrying it, so much as breathe on someone in the “high-risk” category – and I think we all know somebody like that – then you could be responsible for their death.
Sure, only 578 people are known to have died in the UK at the moment. But those are very hazy figures because the government had a wobble about letting us know the true extent of the damage.
And the death toll is increasing in greater numbers every day.
If you’re not observing the orders, then you are contributing to those deaths.
Don’t be stupid.