Here was the tragedy. Matt Hancock’s tragedy. He wants to be loved. He craves our gratitude. Our attention. A man who has successfully searched for the hero inside himself. But the outside world is an unforgiving place. Most of us don’t even remember him for being the barely competent politician who happened to be health secretary during the pandemic. Though we still want a reckoning.
Our minds are indelibly seared with the image of him groping his lover on CCTV. So much for social distancing. Or as the needy contestant who was relentlessly bullied by the public on I’m a Celebrity … Or just as that bloke who used to be someone. He’s barely even an MP these days. He’s hardly ever in parliament. Too busy eyeing up his career options.
