WATCHING Matt Hancock squirm over leaked WhatsApp messages is fun until you remember hack ghoul Isabel Oakeshott is to blame. Find out who to support with this guide.
The case for Matt Hancock
Matt Hancock is arguably the innocent in all this. How was he to know a journalist who accused David Cameron of f**king a dead pig would have a moral compass that pointed towards sensationalism? Plus he ate a camel dick on live TV for your amusement, so maybe it’s time you let the thousands of care home deaths slide, yeah? Yeah.
The case for Isabel Oakeshott
Oakeshott is a mum-of-three trying to make ends meet in the cost-of-living crisis on a journalist’s meagre salary. She can’t be blamed for flogging her exclusive bombshell to The Telegraph – she probably wanted to give her kids a hot meal as a special treat. It’s nothing to do with money anyway, she was motivated by her dedication to the truth and sense of public duty. And if she barks that often enough you might even believe her.
The case against Matt Hancock
Tens of thousands of needless deaths. Expert advice of Chris Whitty ignored. Pub-owning mates given PPE contracts. Awkward adulterous snogging you were forced to witness. His face. His inability to f**k off out of public life. The way he stands. The way he talks. His face again. Choosing the side opposed to Matt Hancock would be a no-brainer if Owen Jones had leaked 100,000 messages to the papers. Sadly the world isn’t that simple.
The case against Isabel Oakeshott
She’s written for the Evening Standard, Sunday Times and Telegraph, what more proof do you need that she’s a dreadful person who you should be directing your anger towards? Also remember how irritating it is when her piercing voice spouts her bullshit ‘libertarian’ opinions on BBC Question Time and your heart will tell you she’s the antagonist in this tale.
THE VERDICT
Inconclusive. Both Hancock and Oakeshott are horrible dickheads in their own distinct way, with neither deserving of your support. There are no winners in this political equivalent of watching two diseased rats fighting to the death in a sack, only a hierarchy of losers with us, the spectating public, at the bottom.