Originally Posted by
Organ Morgan.
Yes, Bobsy, we are in the beginning throes of an economic Armageddon as you already know from seeing your new energy tariffs and being an avid fan of I and Mr Wales-Bales' profound Great Reset insights.
You are a lucky fellow to be fearful of taking to your bed when sleepy as your bedroom ceilings should be bowed with the weight of the food and other provisions you have stored in the loft to aid your survival in an imminent Mad Max-like Britain after the currency's purchasing power is hyperinflated to worthlessness and the unprepared go berserk upon realising their entire life savings and monthly income won't be enough to purchase a single onion.
While your neighbours queue at the nearest food bank for their government rations of one ounce of butter, eight cream crackers and a tin of mulligatawny soup per person each week, you will remain at home noshing your way through the contents of your still bulging chest freezer. As they all become emaciated, you will be piling on the pounds from gorging on scampi and plump chicken breasts.
You will need to keep a very low profile for should anyone suspect you're not suffering to the extent they are then they will try to rob you of your goodies faster than an Eritrean stood on the Calais shoreline can embark an English Channel UK Border Force shuttle service vessel to Dover.
Few know precisely what hardships Klaus Schwab and his Young Global Leader Boris Johnson have planned for Britons to endure. We do know though the intent is for citizens here and elsewhere to beg for an easing of their privations. Hold on tight, Bobsy, it's going to be a terrifying ride.