IN a grim caricature of Christian penance, these are the months we are meant to be taking our punishment in the aftermath of a Christmas feast gifted to us by our rulers. Except there was no Christmas feast. And now Easter too is to be drastically curtailed, with Boris Johnson ‘privately sharing an aspiration to see restrictions begin to ease by Good Friday to allow families some small contact again’.
Ah, but fret ye not at this cancellation of all that we hold most sacred. This latest lockdown, unlike those that went before it, is morally justified apparently.
