Looking at Twitter can be a depressing experience. Look at this extraordinary Tweet from disgraced ‘charity fat-cat’ and widower of murdered MP Jo.
Brendan Cox Tweeted a couple of days after the Westminster ‘vehicular attack’.
“Last few days has shown that the far right hate our country. They used a terror attack to denigrate it. They are no patriots.”
I stumbled upon it when I was looking at professor Steven Barnett ’s re-tweets. (Mar 25th)
Also on that platform, amongst various references to “Hopkins” (He’s not a great fan) and Fox News, (not a fan) I spotted something by “the Secret Barrister” relating to Katie Hopkins’s spat with Jack Monroe and Laurie Penny, which, as you are probably aware, eventually cost Ms. H. a huge fine, (£131,000) the magnitude of which was grossly inflated through her intransigence. (she could have settled earlier with an apology and a donation of £5,000)
Anyhoo, here’s the 'iNews' post about Katie H: "At £131,000, Katie Hopkins should realise trolling on Twitter is an expensive hobby"
Her intransigence. Whether or not you agree with the gist of her trolling (I often do - but not always) her intransigence was patently ridiculous, and reminds me of - you’ll be able to guess - Ken. No, not Dodd. The other one. Will he be getting a fine?
This is leading up to an excuse to advertise a number of posts about this subject, which I’m only going to link to, knowing that it’s a comparatively specialised topic that holds little interest for many, more’s the pity.
David Hirsh: Livingstone, Labour and antisemitism.
Paul Bogdanor: Ken Livingstone’s claims are an insult to the truth
and finally, Marcus Dysch again.:
It has allowed cranks and nutters, whose pathetic expressions were once dismissed out of hand, to feel as though they are part of normal society, and that the matter of Jew-hatred is open to the same sort of rigorous debate as Brexit, house prices and the football.
Mr Livingstone’s case has, to a large degree, normalised antisemitism. It is no longer a taboo subject. “
This is a meandering tale with no middle, beginning or ending, with perhaps only an indirect connection with the BBC, and I can’t even say I rest my case, because I don’t.