"I have saved you all! Rejoice that the wicked wizard is dead!"
"I quite liked him, actually" someone said.
"Me too" said someone else. "When my cat had the mange he prepared me a magic potion"
"He cured my warts" said someone else again.
"He shagged my wife" said yet another someone, "You couldn't help liking him though"
From "The Garden of Unearthly Delights" by Robert Rankin.
Point being, Johnson isn't a moralist and hasn't tried to be. He's not tried to play the moral probity card because he knows it won't wash. He's casting himself now as the guy who really doesn't want to stop the fun but there really isn't any choice, opposed to Mr. Killjoy who wants to stop everything because he's a big meanie. And when it's all over he'll go back to happy Saturday morning funtime Boris, while Starmer will remain Grumpyface Sourpuss.
And that, kids, is where relentless dumbing down and infantilisation of politics gets you.
"There ain't nothing you fear more than a bad headline, is there? You'd rather live in shit than let the world see you work a shovel."