Reading about Hatt Mancock makes me so angry that, childishly playing around with his name makes me feel a bit better. I will also intersperse this article with jokes by Frankie Boyle about Mancock’s recent appearance on the TV show “I’m a Celebrity… Get Me Out of Here!” to lighten the mood (in my head anyway).
“Matt Hancock is going on I’m A Celebrity. It’ll be the first time that he’s been forced to eat an animal penis that doesn’t belong to a demon who’s shoving it through a haunted mirror.”
Frankie Boyle
Hatt Mancock was the health secretary during the pandemic. He suggested the police should be called on Covid rule breakers and said everybody should snitch on their neighbours. He said people that continued to socialise were “very selfish” and threatened the public that outdoor exercise would be banned if people didn’t follow the social distancing rules.
At the same time as issuing threats to the public and trying to turn England into East Germany, pitting neighbour against neighbour, Mancock breached his own curfews and was caught not wearing a mask. But that wasn’t the worst of it. It was later found out that he had been cheating on his wife with a colleague, paid for by us the taxpayer, of course. Mancock himself had banned intimate contact with people from different households so, whilst a ridiculous example of State overreach, this clearly breached those rules.
Former No10 adviser, Dominic Cummings said “tens of thousands of people died who didn't need to die” due to “criminal, disgraceful behaviour” under the supervision of Mancock.
If you don’t want to get angry stop reading now. But if the old revelations about Mancock breaking his own rules didn’t make you angry enough, keep reading. Even if you aren’t British and couldn’t care less about Mancock, you had one in your country, following the same playbook.
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