There has been much amusement, in recent weeks, at the sight of the former UK Minister for Health, Matt Hancock, eating various bugs and other critters on ITV’s “I’m a celebrity, get me out of here”, a TV show loved by the public, but presumably greeted with mortal terror every year by Australia’s entirely innocent population of invertebrates, who are its true victims.
As anyone who follows the news knows, Hancock ended up in the Australian Jungle, eating live crickets, because his tenure as the UK’s Minister for Health came to an end when he was recorded in a somewhat awkward embrace with a married woman other than the now former Mrs. Hancock. By itself, he may have survived a mere case of infidelity. His misfortune was that his infidelity came at a time when other straying wives and husbands were cooped up at home on orders signed by his hand, because of lockdown, and prevented from conducting their affairs. He’d have survived adultery, most likely. He did not survive hypocrisy.
Nevertheless, in the UK, political sex scandals are ten a penny. For all of Liz Truss’s failures as PM, it is oft forgotten that her own career was nearly derailed way back in 2005, when news broke of a lengthy affair with a fellow MP, one Mark Field. Boris Johnson, famously, has a personal life worthy of a character from Eastenders. Even John Major and Edwina Currie, it later transpired, saw things in each other that were not necessarily immediately obvious to the rest of us.
In Ireland, though, things are done differently.Should political private lives be off limits? – Gript
Should political private lives be off limits? – Gript