How long did you spend staring at Dominic Cummings yesterday and feeling conflicted? How many times did you nod along despite yourself? Go on, I know I wasn’t the only one. This is a safe space. I’ll even go first.


Hello, I’m Jen, and it’s been one day since I agreed with Dominic Cummings. I didn’t mean for it to happen. I didn’t expect it to happen. I sat down prepared for hatred and rage, throat sweets at the ready in case I went hoarse screaming at the screen. But then he started talking about Spiderman memes and chicken pox parties and Boris Johnson’s willingness to let the bodies pile up and the next thing I knew, I was nodding along in horrified, furious agreement and feeling downright sick about it.


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