At the moment Melbourne’s beating heart, the CBD and inner suburbs, are almost silent — other than the sound of police and media helicopters.

Daniel Andrews has turned the police against the public and deprived the public of basic services such as public transport, all in the name of public safety but really to prevent protesters from gathering in the city.

Melbourne is already in lockdown, but today a double lockdown zone applies across up to 360 square kilometres of the city.

Tram, train and bus routes that transverse the CBD have been shut down from 8.00 am this morning. They are not set to begin reoperating until 2.00 pm but, obviously, it will take time for services to return to normal.

Vehicles attempting to enter the lockdown zone are being stopped. Access is only being granted to those travelling for essential work, healthcare or to attend a vaccination appointment. Police on checkpoints — just some of just 2000 sent out to intimidate the people who pay their wages — are stopping vehicles demanding papers and proof of a need to travel.

Here’s the official Public Transport Victoria map of how Melbourne’s famous trams are operating at the moment.

You don’t need to be a native to realise that’s much, much more than the CBD.

Take the main tram artery; the Lygon Street, Swanston Street, St Kilda Road services. They are shut north to south from Brunswick to St Kilda Junction, a distance of some 10 kilometres.

East to west, tram services are cut from the famous Skipping Girl sign by the River Yarra in Richmond to Docklands, more than seven kilometres.

A full-size map of the tram stoppages is available here, along with details of the affected rail services.

They’re even madder.

East to west they stretch from the Burnley to Sunshine railway stations, around 18 kilometres. North to south they run from Essendon to Caulfield railway station, some 20 kilometres.

Earlier this week, hapless Melbourne Lord Mayor Sally Capp said she wanted to bring the “buzz” back to the city.

All you’ll find there today is the fuzz — and a mounting sense of resentment and despair.