The Covid mugger is back – but this time Boris Johnson isn't even wrestling it Marina Hyde
almost 5 years in The guardian
The second wave is here. But the summer has been squandered on vanity obsessions instead of fighting the virus
Coronavirus – latest updates
See all our coronavirus coverage
Boris Johnson cannot offer blood, sweat or toil. What he has got is some tiers. Tiers of a clown, but that’s what’s on the table. Lick ’em up and look grateful. On Monday night the prime minister unveiled his latest batch of coronavirus measures next to a chief medical officer who took great pains to stress that they already would not be enough. “We should not have any illusions,” intoned Chris Whitty, standing beside a man who has spent his entire adult life lost in them.
Still, which Covid house are you in? Despite clear advice by Sage not to, Johnson has divided each and every corner of the nation into what he thinks best suits them. Think of him as the Sorting Twat. This may yet be the least successful divvying up of Britain since King Lear had a crack at it. Continue reading...