Monday 14 January 2019

Not Brexit part 2

Rod Liddle is on top form this week.  I can’t resist nicking most of it - don’t tell anyone. Click to see the video: Liddle’s Got Issues Bias at the BBC. It includes an interview with Robin Aitken.

I suspect that the first thing many of you thought when you heard that a 14-year-old boy, Jaden Moodie, had been knocked off his moped and stabbed to death in east London — the first thing after the wave of utter revulsion and pity at a young life wiped out — was: what is a kid of that age doing out at night illegally riding a moped?
And then you may have checked yourself, feeling slightly ashamed. A mean-spirited question. Who the hell are you to know? East London is a world away, and they do things differently there. And yet, as is often the case, your first response would have been the correct one, surely. A question that none of the authorities or community leaders has the stomach to address. 
And so it will go on. The stabbings, the shootings. A 10-year high in fatalities last year in the capital, almost all black kids not very much older than Jaden. Many of them scarcely reported at all. 
Poverty and racial inequality are the comfortable answers always given when something like this happens. It’s rot, PC rot. Usually the Labour MP David Lammy then complains about a lack of policing in problem areas, having previously criticised the police for stopping and searching black youngsters, a policy he described as racist. So he wants the police there, but not to do anything. More convenient rot. 
However, the lack-of-policing argument struck a chord when I asked a friend of mine about Jaden’s death. Dr Tony Sewell runs a charity called Generating Genius, which has (very successfully) dragged poor black kids out of the ghetto and got them into Oxbridge and other Russell Group universities. He’s also a member of the Policy Exchange think tank and happens to be the son of Jamaican immigrants.

“Lack of policing is the answer,” he told me. “Not by the police, but by the parents, if the kids have any at all.” Sewell gets very agitated about this business, rightly. “Why are we making excuses regarding the absence of the fathers from these families?” he asks. At least 50% of black children have no dad living at home. “The problem is nobody wants to go there, for political reasons. The police don’t want to go there; nor do the social workers, the politicians or the black community itself, which then complains that it is being victimised. And so it is never, ever addressed.” 
In a sense, then, the death of Jaden Moodie and all those others is a little like the Rotherham child sex abuse scandal: the root causes cannot be addressed because the various authorities are beholden to an ideology that precludes coming to a conclusion that could be construed as “racist”. Sewell also blames the myth of the brilliant African-Caribbean mum. Some black mothers do, indeed, work wonders despite the absence of a father; but not all can, and neither should they be required to. It is a culture that needs to change, for the sake of the children. 
Then there’s the gangsta rap vids, posted on YouTube. “When there are interventions with problem black kids,” Sewell said, “it’s so often getting these youngsters to glorify gang culture by making rap videos. Isn’t this, you know, racist? The idea that all black kids have great rhythm and could be brilliant DJs? Is that all we have to offer?” 
Little Jaden wasn’t filmed making a rap video — but he was photographed making the usual fatuous gangsta moves with his hands, and earlier seen posing holding wads of banknotes. The scumbags (not that much older) who knew him wanted him dead. It wasn’t an accident, a case of mistaken identity. 
Fourteen years old. Born into utter hopelessness, with few prospects, because of a culture that another culture — the dominant, white, liberal culture — insists must not be gainsaid. You look at that kid in the photographs and think: where was Mum? More to the point, where was Dad? If we don’t ask those difficult questions, are we not complicit in these harrowing deaths? 
Hoaxer’s words fall on leftist ears
The American philosopher Peter Boghossian is about to be sacked by his university for having duped various social science academic publications into accepting a series of hilarious spoof papers full of right-on, woke, made-up leftist bilge. 
Perhaps his crowning moment was a dissertation on something called choice feminism, which was simply an entire chapter of Hitler’s arguably controversial memoir Mein Kampf, with a few buzzwords replaced here and there. But most of the stuff he made up was cheerfully given a berth by the dim-witted “experts” who run these fatuous publications. Including “The conceptual penis as a social construct” (which was, as Boghossian attests, 3,000 words of imbecilic drivel). 
It’s no surprise, then, that Portland State University wants him out, as Boghossian’s hobby subjects its supposedly rigorous academic standards to side-splitting ridicule. And the means it has for getting him out are exquisitely Kafkaesque. Boghossian did not inform the publications’ editors that he was testing them by submitting spoof papers, so he contravened the academic code by using, effectively, involuntary guinea pigs to prove his thesis. Whoever dreamt that objection up should be in a Joseph Heller novel. 
So it looks as though Boghossian’s for the chop, but those journals will go on flourishing. This week’s real academic papers include: “Lactation support and the LGBTQI community”; “‘You’re a woman, a convenience, a cat, a poof, a thing, an idiot’: Transgender women negotiating sexual experiences in men’s prisons in Australia”; and “The importance of disclosure: lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender/transsexual, queer/questioning, and intersex individuals and the cancer continuum”. 
Auntie’s Icons con
Huge congratulations to the late South African president Nelson Mandela on being voted slightly more iconic than three other leaders by BBC viewers of the fabulous show Icons. The gentle-natured former terrorist was considered more iconic than Margaret Thatcher and that fat old racist Winston Churchill. Franklin D Roosevelt didn’t get a look-in. 
The series continues through other categories – artists, scientists, activists and so on — until a grand X Factor-style final, where viewers will vote to decide who is the most iconic: David Bowie, Marie Curie, Mandela or Helen Keller, for example.
With the possible exception of Monkey Tennis, which was at least fictional, has there ever been a more fatuous concept for a television programme?


  1. In case anyone noticed, I realised Rod’s piece was too good to be besmirched by a Spitting Image of Roy Hattersley so I deleted them both. Much better without. Note to self: If in doubt leave it out.

  2. Based on his recent QT experience, BBc luvvie Nish Kumar appears to this all these black on black stabbings are made up by the dominant white culture.

  3. I am afraid my first thoughts on hearing about the death of Jaden Moodie were exactly as Rod Liddle described. He argues this much more eloquently than I possibly could, but the response from the liberal establishment to this kind of crime really does reveal the moral vacuum at the heart of the PC agenda.

    Why am I not surprised that Nelson Mandela was voted the most iconic leader? His was clearly the appropriate box to tick for any self-respecting “progressive” who wanted to make a statement about himself. Come to think about it what exactly does “iconic” mean? They might just as well have asked the question who is the “coolest” leader. The BBC makes such grandiose claims about itself. Yet it never fails to disappoint.


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