Dominic Cummings came to London from Northumberland yesterday to explain to the UK’s official Covid Inquiry why he considered so many of the ministers and civil servants with whom he worked through the pandemic to be “morons” and worse.
So what? People who were paying close attention at the time may feel they didn’t learn much that was new. But a lot of people weren’t, and they will.
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A long session with Cummings and a shorter one with Lee Cain, Boris Johnson’s former communications chief, put on record strong evidence that far from getting “the big calls right”, as Conservative Central Office would have it, Johnson was more often wrong, heartless, indecisive, unserious and ill-advised.
Wrong. On 15 October 2020 Johnson sent a WhatsApp message to colleagues noting the median age of men and women dying from Covid was above life expectancy.
Heartless. Johnson was “obsessed with older people accepting their fate and letting the young get on with life,” his chief scientific advisor wrote in his diary. Sir Patrick Vallance also noted Johnson saying his chief whip and backbenchers thought “we should let the old people get it” and adding: “I must say I agree.”
Indecisive. Cain told the inquiry Johnson would “oscillate” and “take a decision from the last person in the room”. Cain said all the PM’s senior advisors had backed a lockdown by 14 March 2020 but it was not announced until 23 March – a delay Imperial College’s Professor Neil Ferguson later said may have cost 20,000 lives.
Unserious. “Get in here he’s melting down,” Cummings wrote in a message to Cain written on 19 March 2020 and shown to the inquiry. “He’s back to Jaws mode wank.” Cummings said Johnson endlessly likened his position defending the UK economy to that of Mayor Larry Vaughn of Amity in the film Jaws, keeping the beaches open as a killer shark lurked offshore.
Ill-advised. Cummings’s contempt for Johnson is famously matched by that for many of his advisors, including…
There were no plans, Cummings said. There was no “grand debate”, only “fuckpigs” in a “terrifyingly shit” cabinet office, and what Johnson himself called a “disgusting orgy of narcissism” in place of competent government.
Cummings tried to pretend he was above the fray. In fact he was on the payroll at the heart of government presuming to lecture the prime minister like a latter-day Rasputin. His profanity (and misogyny) will stay in the record – Hugo Keith KC read it slowly for the stenographers – but it may not linger as long in the public mind as a searing sense of dithering in Downing Street while the virus spread at an eventual cost of 231,332 lives.