Last year, my sister and I had a cynical wager that as soon as Christmas loomed this year, a spectacular and scary strain of the Covid virus would suddenly appear like a malevolent genie and we’d all be shut down again. Miracles happen at Christmas, after all, and so it is that the new ‘nu’ virus (hastily re-named Omicron by WHO) has reared its Santa-capped head in time to destroy the festive season. Rumour has it that Nu was replaced because the following letter in the Greek alphabet would have been Xi, and giving the next nasty variant the same name as the Chinese president could have created a diplomatic disaster.
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Love Anna's columns - such a witty and enjoyable take on the nonsense we are surrounded by these days. I too find it incredulous and almost laughable how the puppets in society just allow their strings to be pulled by the puppeteers without even engaging a single brain cell to question it. 'Almost' laughable because it's actually very sad. But Anna's words always brings a smile to my face and make me realise I am not totally alone in my own thinking. Thank you for publishing this - let's hope they don't try to censor this kind of candid writing any time soon!