Tag Archives: Day One Hundred and Thirty-Three

Operation Oysterhood: 6 August

OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.

— @HaggardHawks

Glinka enjoying her morning rusk crumbs.

Provisional tax. Done. That in itself always feels like such an achievement that I don’t know how anything else gets done on days when I have to submit documents and/or numbers for the returns for myself and/or other entities I am responsible for. But the billions for the SAA resurrection have to come from somewhere. And let’s not forget other corruption funds …

Remember how unexpectedly quick and hard our lockdown was in the first three weeks? How proud we were of the government’s swift and concrete actions? Just imagine if they now came down on the relief-funds-thieves with such unexpected fervor …  How the depressed morale of the nation would be lifted if we saw these crooks prosecuted properly. But just as the looting was to be expected, we can expect no consequences for the looters.

Justice. That elusive word.

Bed office.

On a different note: when you are in the process of preparing a book for publication, you end up reading it several times. Today, I read a manuscript for the nth time and still enjoyed it. Always a great sign.

What is also great about this kind of work that it can be done in bed on a cold and rainy winter’s day.

The small – or actually rather big – mercies in life.

Be kind. Wear a mask.

“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”

— NICD