In Britain there are two things of which you can be certain when faced with large scale mass murder, the tragic death of innocents, fatal pandemic, or a devastating natural disaster. They are 1) a 24/7 hysterical onslaught of hyped–up news coverage, and 2) a 24/7 hysterical onslaught of topical jokes. Within minutes of all the major tragedies that I can recall, such as 9/11, the death of Princess Diana, the Boxing Day tsunami in 2004, my mobile phone has lit up and my inbox has been jammed with related jokes. British humour eh?
So now it is swine flu. This is the monumental, biblical sized, bubonic plague-like pandemic that is going to wipe humanity off the face of the earth…right? Fantastic, I thought upon hearing the news reports, how exactly do I go about spreading this thing around? But now it transpires that swine flu is only a little cough-and-sniffle type affair - man-flu on an epic scale. Who looks silly now?!
I might add that I write this from my bed, where I have been confined all morning with a headache, stuffy nose, sore throat and general lethargy. I’m hoping it’s a summer cold and nothing more sinister. Still, I’m being entertained by the numerous swine flu gags that are flooding through to my mobile. Thank God for my sick-headed friends. But, just in case it does transpire that we are about to contract the latest strain of the Black Death, thank you for reading, I love you all, and my cynicism was severely misguided…aaarrrggghhhh…
Here’s a little ditty from Jill Tracy to lift our spirits while we tighten our masks…
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Doomsday Serenade - Jill Tracy
Sunday, 3 May 2009
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