Sunday, 4 April 2021

Power To The People

Wow - well, here we are, into the first week of April and my first blog post of the year,  Usually by this point I've done five or six, but of course we live in extraordinary times; there's that old Chinese curse of "May you live in interesting times", and I think the world was 'blessed' with this and perhaps another kind of Chinese curse early last year.

The thing is, when I set up this blog all those years ago I wanted to write about the fun stuff - clubs, sex, parties, the escorting scene and experiences.  Rather like polite conversation, I definitely didn't want to debate politics or religion, but after the last twelve months the problem is there is little left to actually write, or even talk, about.  Even with friends, the conversation ends up being about covid, or at least the struggles with the government-induced measures.  Added on to that is the fact that for the best part of a year there's been fuck-all else to do.  Ergo, write about covid, or don't write.

So we find ourselves here at Easter 2021, over a year on from "three weeks to flatten the curve", stuck in the same place.  Or not... Eostre (as in the ancient Goddess) was a symbol of fertility, of Spring, of rebirth.  The move out of the shadows of winter to the life-giving new season.  How ironic, then, that in this brave new twisted world the government have seen fit at this moment of glorious rebirth to move our free and liberal society into an internal vaccine passport scheme that, in another twist of our old laws, now deems you guilty unless proven otherwise.  I can only imagine the repulsion that I, and likely many, many others, will feel come Rembrance Day 2021 and the flatulent fuckers from the government stench out the Cenotaph 'honouring' those who died for our liberty... that liberty that they have willing, duplicitously, and greedily just shit all over.  The fight continues; and as current PM Johnson is apparently such a big fan of Churchill, let us remind him...

"We shall go on to the end... we shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender.”

Anyway, back to Eostre, or the more modern interpretation... Easter.  At some point in your life you may have wondered at what point in the Easter stories of Jesus the eggs and rabbits made an appearance.  Of course they didn't - they are the leftovers from the Goddess celebrations; the rabbits signifying fertility, the eggs signifying purity.  Just this week I had a little telephone call from C, a gentleman visitor, to tell me that he'd left an Easter egg outside my apartment.  A lovely gesture, and something I decided to put to good use immediately.

 

Dexi Delite Altrincham Escort - Easter Egg.

Dexi Delite Altrincham Escort - Easter Egg.


Dexi Delite Altrincham Escort - Easter Egg.
 

On another positive note, I decided to brazenly flout Boris Johnson's 'guidance' (not the law, note) and have a day out of Manchester.  It was a lovely trip, even though I went through rain, heavy snow (on the top of the Pennines), hail, sleet, bright sunshine and torrential rain all in one day.

Dexi Delite Altrincham Escort - not Manchester!

Dexi Delite Altrincham Escort - another... not Manchester!

Dexi Delite Altrincham Escort - high heels and stockings... not in Manchester.

I know some may take some offence at breaking 'guidance', but as Johnson clearly and willingly ignores the previously set-in-stone laws of the land, I take it that we can all do similar in future.  Anyway, it did wonders for my mood and health, and I fully endorse anyone needing similar to take Johnson's own lead - ignore the laws and guidance.

See?  Back to covid/lockdown/what-a-shitbag-for-a-PM discussions already.

In all seriousness, the announcements of vaccine passport trials (yeah, we've heard lies like that before, Johnson) is a dark day for the civil liberties, democracy and freedoms of this country.  Even those who have had the vaccine (and I'm not a covid-denier/anti-vax person) must see this for what it really is - it will become the first step into state-controlled excursion into every part of our private life, where we will simply become monetised victims to whatever government is in charge - products to be managed, controlled and profited from, as the goal-posts to retain that freedom pass will become an every-increasing drain on our individual wealth and liberty.

I had my census form recently, and debated about putting it in the bin or filling it out.  I decided to fill it out, taking some pleasure in putting down my occupation (I was tempted to put "By Nazis", given the current regime) but stuck with 'Sex Worker'.  I hope they love that when they compile the figures.  I've never done street-work as a sex worker previously, but this government is certainly driving me to hit the streets... albeit for a different reason.

"Say we want a revolution, 
We better get on right away,
We'll get you on your feet and out on the street singing 
Power to the people"
John Lennon

 

Chocolate, revolutions, Nazis, mountains and celebrations.  All in one post.  What a bizarre world we are currently living in.


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