Dominic Cummings is never wrong

When you see a nurse run,
you know something’s up.

even mid-pandemic, Audiology hums:
Hearing aid batteries return of post,
appointments in a couple of days at most
To fix your brittle tubes and then they do
that clever move with little pliers
While asking about your weekend.
Five minutes later you’re on your way.

When you see a nurse run,
You know something’s up.

Dom’s blog goes on and on and 1on
About how right he always is.
If not for The Blob, then his pet crazies
Could sort it all out. If only! If only
The people who follow orders
The people who follow rules and procedures
The people who don’t really matter
Would just drop everything,
Read His Sort of Books,
Then Civil Service, local government,
NHS could all be just dismantled
And run by about 50 people, he reckons,
If only they were His Sort Of People.

When you see a nurse run,
You know something’s up.


On this enlightened morning,
Crisp as a white linen shirt,
A sprinting nurse arrives at a blob
Of people round someone out like a light
Arms out, walking stick brushed aside
One nurse giving CPR,
Another comforting the wife,
Others busy sorting stretchers
Following orders
Following procedures
The people who don’t write the papers
Dom is never wrong about,
Dropped everything,
They sprinted out and cleared the decks
As taxis slowed to rubberneck,
followed procedures, followed protocols, followed training
Tried everything they ever knew.

When you see a nurse run,
You know something’s up.




When Dom got Covid, he’d headed for the hills
As fast as a Range Rover full of alibis
could carry him and his family of lies,
And when his son got ill
he didn’t take him to a maverick genius
or statistician
or mathematician
who predicted something in Singapore.

When you see a bunch of nurses run,
You know that quantum supremacy theory
Is less use than CPR and teamwork synergy
The linen of the morning
Crumples but trudges on gamely.
The bloke selling veg at the entrance
Cracks a cauliflower smile in a bid to appeal to
The blob of smokers in pyjamas,
Visitors all shot to pieces,
Red-eyed texting grandmothers,
Or people with hearing aids sorted
As the best efforts of the assorted
Bag of people who’d always drop everything
Rather than smash it to see what happens
Keep on doing what they do:

Follow procedures follow training follow pathways follow protocols.

See Dom.
See Dom write.
See Dom write a blog.
See Dom write a blog about being right.