There’s a ploy long utilised by governments where information is deliberately released to coincide with something else that grabs to attention so that the bad news doesn’t sink in and is disregarded.
Misinformation is another trick – drip releasing half truths amongst the fake news through a source whose credibility is damaged so that none of it is taken seriously.
This is a tactic UFO investigators have accused the authorities of since the infamous Roswell incident of 1947 and just this week news outlets have been running with a clip taken from a jet in pursuit of a fast moving object which the US military has apparently now accepted as a genuine UFO encounter (that just means they can’t identify it).
Yet I have seen this film many times already in various documentaries as it dates back to 2003. If it’s news then it’s 17 years out of date, but then again, what better time to make that sort of admission than when the world is preoccupied with a deadly pandemic?.
So, to get on track, let’s just consider for a moment Donald Trump’s assertion on Thursday that he has seen compelling evidence that COVID-19 was created at the Wuhan Institute of Virology and that the pandemic is the result of a laboratory error or accident – in stark contradiction to his own intelligence services who are pushing the natural evolution theory.
Coming from the man who suggested that the way to cure coronavirus could be sunbeds and disinfectant injections, who in their right mind is going to believe this week’s crazy outburst?
Well, I hate to admit it, but it’s far easier for me to believe that than the idea of this all starting from a guy in China eating an infected bat.
As these flying saucer/paranormal/conspiracy theory docs always like to end their shows on a question – which is in fact subliminal suggestion – to leave their audience thinking they are being given something to ponder, here goes…Could it be that Trump is seen as the safest bet to throw people off the scent because no one is going to believe it coming from him?
Now that is worth considering.
Is that all there is?
I could have had a new album written and half recorded by now if I wasn’t so utterly devoid of inspiration.
I can’t blame it on the isolation – I’m not keeping count on how many weeks it is now – because I knew as I was completing the previous one – “The Recovery Position” – in 2018 that it could well be my last. There was certainly a finality about it throughout the whole process – which took far longer than it was meant to because a bereavement derailed things for more than a year – and I’ve not written a note or a lyric since. I haven’t felt the need or the urge, which usually lasts for about six months after something is released but this time it’s coming up to two years.
The thought that I may have said everything I need to musically after 47 years of doing it is nowhere near as devastating as I anticipated it would be, which probably says more about my state of mind at the moment than any lockdown-induced cabin fever could because without it I am nothing.
Except dad and grandad, of course.
Maybe I’ll hold off for a while on learning Russian or juggling. You never know.
Stupid TV quiz answer of the week:
The Family Chase
Q: Which of the gospels comes last alphabetically?
The normal Chase
Q: Which gangster introduced free milk for children to combat rickets?
A: O J Simpson?
- Baby Wilf. That’s all I’m saying.