By Paul Corman-Roberts
When the plague came, the ruling party sent out their square jawed mouth to inform us a prevailing mortality rate of two to three percent among children would be "appetizing." the cost of reopening the markets they said with a bible in one hand and a crumpled dollar in the other appetites whet for something more than something less than a two to three percent mortality rate among children who were sure not to be the ruling parties' children.
Once we normalize fifty thousand deaths due to a virus in two and a half months it will only be a very small step toward normalizing one hundred thousand deaths in a five-month period and from there it will be merely a few informal steps toward normalizing anything under two hundred and fifty thousand deaths in less than a year and with a mere two to three percent mortality rate among children, we are only a few steps away from normalizing a two to three percent mortality rate among other populations, such as workers or indigents who cannot be rehabilitated or all potential foreign nationals, and once a two to three percent mortality rate among those populations is normalized we are right back to those easy flight up a small set of steps to normalizing an acceptable mortality rate of five to seven percent among these populations, and in the spirit of the ever enthusiastic stock market, there is no reason we can’t edge ever closer to an acceptable number of somewhere around ten percent until the acceptable national mortality rate becomes aligned as yet another supporting indicator of the Dow Jones Industrial Average where more is always better don’t you think?
In the Sanitorium
everything is made out of lies. everything: The sheets, the wallpaper, the counters, the desks the wall clocks, the beds, the trays, the vital monitors, the ventilators, the food, the clothing, the floors all the words on all the forms and brochures all the words that come out of the mouths of the doctors and attendants and administrators and yes, even the patients no one lies more than the patients. Even the devices that manufacture the lies are made out of lies. in here lies make up the fabric of reality so that in the Sanitorium the truth is a hidden and mysterious thing so rare and precious that it is the most beautiful and dangerous thing anyone can imagine possessing. even as I write this the Nazis and the Neolibs the Axis and the Allies the Confederacy and the Union even are in a desperate race against each other and the clock not only to possess this truth but more critically to prove to the rest of the world that they really do possess it so rest assured we’re going to be here awhile.