horsemouth's autumn booster (in honour of the departure of suella braverman)

horsemouth is up. in a little while he goes to get jabbed.  

it's a rainy grey and horrible day (horsemouth doubts the power of the sun to pierce the clouds and reach down a golden hand of hope to the people beneath). the morning exodus is on. 

last nights selection round casa horsemouth  looked particularly fine (in honour of the departure of suella braverman) 

1) alice coltrane - the ankh of amon-ra

2) steve 'peregrine' took - syd's wine

3) nusrat fateh ali khan (+ michael brook) - my love, my heart

4) ravi shankar - track 5 alice in wonderland soundtrack

5) weather report (+ ralph towner) -  the moors

horsemouth is glad to see suella braverman gone (she looked like a bad pony to him). but (of course) she will be back, not enough of liz truss's crew will suffer sufficient reputational damage to sink them in perpetuity (more's the pity). the tory party have just been rolled by the financial markets, scenting weakness the sharks closed in and ripped them to shreds, of course it will be the wider people who pay for this.

the message the people will derive from this is not to anger the all-powerful and all-knowing market, to elect governments approved of by the market and every once in a while to throw their most beautiful children into the volcano. 

the lesson they should take from it is that they have been played - the arrangement of the deck chairs on the SS titanic turns out not to have mattered at all and to have no bearing on anything. the rich get into the boats and float off. the middle classes loyally applaud them (and wait their turn patiently). the stock of lifeboats runs out. comprehension dawns on the faces of the passengers and sailors. the musicians play nearer my god to thee. 

in fact the ship of state will not sink (it will just sag lower in the water). the rat will become the unit of currency etc. sir keir will be elected ('they sir keir him here, they sir keir him here... he's a dedicated follower of fashion'). 

the real issue is the development of self-knowledge and identity among the workers (and the working class as a whole) as having an interest in getting paid so as not to pay for the crisis. ultimately the government will decide who pays for the crisis by bouncing the bill on the weakest class sitting at the table of society - the pensioners (the tory voters par excellence)  may already have been sorted out. 

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horsemouth is back from being jabbed. he's knocked back two paracetamol and bought some junk food to keep him going. now he will see if his parents' dire prognostications are true (headaches, stiff arm, stiff neck). thanks again to the NHS, to the science of immunology and to the discipline of epidemiology.  thanks to anyone trying to reduce the death and damage that this rare irruption of nature into human society is causing.