I wonder what happens when people striking a pose go on strike. Does this mean that, instead of having a go-slow, they have a go-faster thing? Hard to say, but here’s an example of it from today’s news:
Yes, these Wimmin are fighting hard for the right to get their tits out at Claridges…which, as we all know, is exactly what Claridges is for. You just know, do you not, that their mums were overtly breastfeeding them at Peace Camps thirty years ago….and look how the kids turned out.
But there is even more startling news on the horizon, because:
Poor bloke. I mean, what a life American negroes must have to bear. You get shot, you go to the hospital, ER patches you up, and then the Pigs shoot you again. Who is this poor sod being plugged all the time? He most be a human colander by now.
(With humble hat-tip to Tommy Cooper)
Anyway, now that I’ve offended every progressive twerp on the planet, perhaps I should make the serious point for those still reading and not having an attack of the vapours. Feministas yelling about crap men, careers, Sisters and the Glass ceiling are the obverse side of that much-devalued coin whose other surface has Earth Mothers yelling about why you should breastfeed everything up to but not quite including horrible men so obviously besotted with women’s tits who like to indulge in the disgusting habit of sucking female nipples during sex we should cut off their goolies and have done with it that’s what I say Amen.
And while I know perfectly well that the admirable Peter Jukes is a clever and ethical bloke whose heart is as close to the bullseye as it gets, unfiltered statistics drive me to distraction – because they invite conclusion-jumping, as opposed to clear analysis.
I could tweet stats from now until Domesday about every fact on Earth, and still contribute zilch to empirical reality. I chose the particularly edgy ethno-cultural example above because I’m an appallingly misanthropic misogynist misfit suffering from red mist who deserves to have his dangly bits missing etc etc, but also because I’m an attention seeker….in that I’d like more people to start paying attention to what is real, as opposed to yet more examples of the Wishful Unthinking Tendency.
Between 1977 and 1983, I lived in Brixton – where (I was told over and over by sociologists) that educationally underachieving black male youths were the result of institutional racism. I thought this was unutterable cobblers, because were it to have been true, then racists would’ve been making an exception for black girls who achieved far more. And research shows that the last thing a real racist is likely to do is give women a free ticket to ride.
Now I could’ve taken the fluffy Guardian way out and tweeted ‘Every 28 hours, a black South London male fails an exam’. But apart from confusing almost everyone back then, it would’ve had knob-all to do with the real problem….which was – and to a large extent still is – crap male parenting skills among the immigrant West Indian population. So instead (having conducted some research for the COI among black teenagers) I just quietly annoyed those fay liberals from the leafy glades of Highgate at dinner parties about how they knew less than nothing about anything to do with how to solve a problem, as opposed to simply yelling at it.
It’s a funny thing, but oddly enough – astronomers have now discovered – yelling at incoming asteroids about how destructively Earthist they are does not deter them from their path. I know it’s counter-intuitive and all that, but it’s the way lifeless objects in the Universe run.
Yelling robotic slogans at The Mad Handbag didn’t work either. It was the realisation by Tory grandees that she’d lost her Elgins that did for her. Mr Cameroid (I think of him more as a haemorrhoid than an asteroid, but you know what I mean) is also having the same problem yelling inanities at Brussels-am-Berlin. And the equally unconscious Cameroid will not be put out of power by tweeting ‘fuck off bath-face’…any more than Ed Miliband will wake up because brainless anti-Semites tweet ‘fuck off beaker’.
This is my bottom line for tonight: not once in history did narrow, bigoted belief systems and rabid crowds ever get rid of evil. More often than not, they support, promote and nurture it. They burn books, ignore constitutional conventions, form lynch mobs, and engage in street battles; but above all, they assume, they assert, and then eventually demand. And of course, what they demand is unquestioning obedience.
This is one of those instances where mouthing truncated platitudes stands no chance of changing anything. The only things the contemporary crop of Homo horribilus care about are money and power. Challenge their access to either or both, and they will retreat. Threaten that access consistently, and they will crawl back under their stones.
We will not revitalise civilisation by behaving like a Pavlovian pack of vicious dogs. Worse still, we will not deserve to.
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