By Tom Penn
For the very first time in my life – and hopefully the very last – I woke up the other day and thought to myself ‘I wonder what Ofcom have been up to lately?’, and regrettably, I took a look.
Navigating the ironically named ‘Making Sense of Media’ category, I stumbled across the ‘Combatting Covid-19 Misinformation’ guidance, written for public consumption and designed to help ‘cut through the confusion’. [1]
Within each of the five subsections presented, there are links to so-called trusted sources of information; under headings such as ‘Fact checking and debunking’, ‘Support for parents and children’ and ‘Countering vaccine misinformation.’ Here are just a few of the credible sources I was encouraged to explore:
fullfact.org – who warn us in their Coronavirus section that ‘Bad information ruins lives. In situations like this, it can cause unnecessary fear’ – have censor-crazed Facebook at the top of their 2019 and 2020 list of funders.
askforevidence.org. After 30 minutes trawling this infuriatingly vague site I found little other than a short list of ‘key giveaways‘ to look out for when attempting to spot misinformation about Covid-19; the most disconcerting of which read: ‘If it’s a cure for a virus that seems too good to be true, then it’s probably rubbish.’ I wonder if anyone has told Dr Peter McCullough.
The UK Government WhatsApp Chatbot. Ofcom recommended I get in touch this way when seeking information from Top Brass directly. ‘This’ll be a giggle’ I thought, ready to ask about the Yellow Card figures. I’m still waiting for my response to the chat activation code-word – ‘hi’.
internetmatters.org – a site dedicated to keeping children safe online, and whose founding partners are BT, Sky, TalkTalk and Virgin Media. I downloaded their Coronavirus misinformation guide, essentially the only resource available; the last of its 5 utterly hopeless top-tips being: ‘regularly check-in with them to protect their well-being.’ And hopefully that devastatingly effective technique will allay Timmy’s fear of myocarditis.
On and on this continued until I quite genuinely gave myself a headache attempting to locate anything other than an infantile, multi-race pictogram depicting what this exhausting cadre of obscure pseudo-experts clearly believe to be a cartoon-crisis.
There appeared absolutely no distinction at all between those sources recommended for adults and those for children. In the eyes of Government it seems, we are a giant, singular collective of toddlers.
Anyone with a shred of grey-matter left post a year and a half of our new Technocracy’s incessant brain-nibbling, will know that Ofcom combat misinformation truth via the stringent controls they place upon the broadcast agencies we are supposed to trust: our Tomy interactive book of farmyard journalists – slap the colourful buttons and chuckle at the cacophony, whilst sat contentedly in the warmth of your own doo-doo.
The MSM ran two stories whilst I was self-harming in Government’s online-information crèche (1st September) that evidence exactly what their kindergarten cops are really up to right now – prepping the national psyche for the public acceptance of child vaccination, booster shots, and in all likelihood the kick-starting of some of last winter’s crippling restrictions on life, by bolstering their sterling reputation.
The first, in the Daily Mail, was Ofcom’s vindication of Piers Morgan’s rubbishing on Good Morning Britain, of whatever it was exactly that human-mannequin Meghan Markle was drivelling on about in an interview to Oprah Winfrey: ‘a resounding victory for free speech’ apparently.
It sickens me to know that the piece was naught but a symbolic nod Ofcom’s way – a gesture of appreciation from Them Upstairs – for the last 18 months of stellar medical censorship. And masterful timing: as cases of poisoned vials are distributed around Britain in anticipation of the most harrowing Covidian-crime to date – the irreversible, hazardous biological modification of children. Keep up the good work chaps.
The second, from the BBC – the nation’s funereal bugling service – reads: ‘Doctor blames misinformation for hospital admissions rise’.
An exhausted looking Dr Ami Jones, consultant at the Grange University Hospital in Cwmbran, opens her clinical analysis of the faux-crisis with the fruits of what must have been a labour-of-love study: ‘Covid has gone nowhere.’ That’s one thing I actually COULD have gleaned for myself from BBC Bitesize.
She goes on to say: ‘It’s always heart-breaking to treat patients with avoidable conditions, but this time feels different as there’s been so much misinformation out there. It’s made it very tough for people to know who to believe and who to trust.’
There is far too much absurdity to unpack from that statement here, but let it be known that Dr Jones is clearly conducting the interview online – if the screenshot of her ‘face’ is anything to go by – whilst wearing a mask. I’m relatively certain Dr, that the case for asymptomatic transmission does not apply to cyber-interaction – yet.
Joe Public would be far better off paying heed to the equally fantastical, yet eminently more informed, archaeological hero Dr Indiana Jones; from whom at the very least, we might learn how to expertly roll and slide away from the clutches of peril – usually a catacomb-sealing slab of slow-moving granite; or Nazis – with dignity in tact.
Ofcom of course are simply an arm of the British Government: they are one and the same. The same Government who in 1994 conspired to block the use of the word ‘genocide’ by the U.N, when describing the 100-day slaughter of a million people – by machete – in Rwanda; thus robbing the international community of any obligation to intervene [1].
Overlay the same tragic scenario onto their Covid-19 response – replacing Rwanda with Britain, machetes with needles, and the U.N with Ofcom – and you are some way towards decoding what is turning out to be state-sponsored serial-killing via pharmaceutical intervention.
Ofcom: the new puerile, cherubic face of murder.
[1] Web of Deceit: Britain’s Real Role in the World, by Mark Curtis, with an introduction by John Pilger.