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Showing posts with label tiers. Show all posts
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Saturday, 5 December 2020
The Book of Covidicus, Chapter 10: tiers, idle tiers
Continued from Chapter 9
1. After one month, Bo-sis released the children of Bri-tain from their lockdown.
2. But the plague continued to rage. In the lands where many people dwelt, there
was sickness, while in the remote deserts the hermits rejoiced in their good health.
3. Worse than this, in the hospitals there were many sick people, while in the taverns there were very few.
4. Thus the advisers of Bo-sis said unto him, "The solution is plain.
Empty the great cities, and drive the people into the wilderness.
Close the hospitals, and send the people
into the taverns."
5. However, Bo-sis decided on a different plan, and once more he told the people:
"I have nothing to offer ye except blood, sweat and tiers."
"Good news, we're in Tier 1."
6. Thus the land was divided into three tiers, not counting the Scottites, who built
a great wall and hid behind it, shouting insults at the Englandites.
7. In the lands of Tier 1, the people might go to the taverns and carouse freely. The only problem was
that there were no taverns in the wilderness.
8. In the lands of Tier 2, the people might carouse, but only if they ate a Scotch egg with their drink.
9. Finally, in the lands of Tier 3, the people must not carouse. Indeed, they were told not to enjoy themselves at all.
A carouser awaiteth his Scotch egg.
10. Bo-sis also allowed the temples to re-open, saying "In Tier 1 they may embrace their neighbours at the Sign
of Peace: for they have no neighbours."
11. "In Tier 2, they may smile at their neighbours from a distance of four cubits: but in Tier 3 they must scowl."
12. But as the people groaned under their yoke, there came good news. For all the world could now be vaxxed.
13. For Bo-sis had arranged a jab creation scheme, whereby every man should receive a magic vixen.
14. This vixen was guaranteed to drive away the plague, and it had been fully tested: for most people
who had received it had already lived for a further forty days and forty nights and hardly any of them had gone mad.
15. Therefore Bo-sis decided to roll out this vixen, starting with the people aged nine hundred years or more; for if they died,
none could blame him.
16. So Methuselah leapt from his bed, and made his way to be vaxxed.
Methuselah rejoiceth.
Continued in Chapter 11.
Friday, 16 October 2020
The Book of Covidicus, Chapter 8: Blood, Sweat and Tiers
Continued from Chapter 7.
1. Then two prophets came unto Bosis, their names being Witty and Valiant.
2. And they spake out unto him, saying "Beware the second wave!"
3. For Bosis had led the children of Bri-tain out of the land of EU-gypt,
so that the sea divided them, but now it seemed that a second wave might still engulf them.
Bo-sis feareth the second wave.
4. And Witty and Valiant continued to prophesy, saying "Beware an Exponential Growth," which is how prophets say
"We know not what will happen next but it could be very bad."
5. And the news came from a distant land that Donald the trumpet-player, whose hair was orange, had also been stricken down by the plague.
6. But Donald took to his bed and consumed a blessed potion known as a-spi-rin, by which he was miraculously healed in a few hours. Although his hair was still orange.
7. Then Bo-sis decided that the best way to fight the plague was to send out letters known as proper gander, that the
children of Bri-tain might be encouraged.
No man understandeth Bo-sis.
8. He shouted out great words of power, "BUILD BACK BETTER," which was also the cry of many other leaders who knew not what to do. 9. Peradventure Bo-sis wished them to build walls to protect against the second wave, or become body-builders to make their backs better? No man could say what the words meant. 10. But the fruitful mind of Bo-sis was able to devise other means of combatting the plague, and he decreed that all taverns must shut at the tenth hour. 11. He ordered that the people must cease their revels, go back to their dwellings, wash their hands seventy times seven times, brush their teeth, say their prayers, and go to their beds. 12. And it was so. 13. But his enemy Keir, chief of the Labourites, was also a man with a brilliant mind, and he proposed what he called a Circuit Breaker. 14. For the children of Bri-tain had been going round in circles for many weeks, like unto the chicken that hath lost its head, and it was time to break this circuit by putting everyone to sleep for two weeks. 15. But this did not come to pass. 16. Then Boris attempted to cheer the children of Bri-tain, many of whom were no longer able to work, by another letter of proper gander. Bosis encourageth Fatima to go to the land of Cyber. 17. For there was a surplus of dancers in the land, since all the nurses and doctors had given up their work to make pictures of themselves dancing, which they showed on the tube of You. 18. But all the people sang the song of Bo-sis and felt much better:
Hands, face, space, Build, back, better, Rethink, reskill, reboot.19. Still, in spite of all these signs of true leadership, Bo-sis was unable to stop the plague. 20. And he spake out saying "I have nothing to offer ye except blood, sweat and tiers." 21. Thus he divided Bri-tain into three parts, known as tiers. 22. To the first tier he said "Ye shall live and prosper." To the second "Ye shall be very ill." And to the third "Ye shall die." 23. And all the people rejoiced, except perhaps those in the third tier. Continued in Chapter 9.
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