Situation Abnormal

Ken Clarke said she was a bloody difficult woman; it seems she is worse than that. Theresa May has won again. Despite being possibly the worst-regarded Prime Minister in living memory she is still – and it seems will be for some time – firmly in post and if anything might be strengthening her grip on the party. The hideous Chequers ‘deal’ via which we tear up our membership card, but still pay the fees and abide by the rules is looming large and it seems that we are going to get a settlement which is equally unacceptable to everybody. What in the name of hell is going on?

The rebellion is over and done with, MPs putting their jobs ahead of any principles they once pretended to hold. The European Research Group has backed down and mumbled something unintelligible about it not being their job to come up with an alternative, even though that is exactly what they were telling us days ago. Ian Duncan Smith, bizarrely, came out of the woodwork and issued a weird rebuke about people being ‘silly’; it was a hideously unrehearsed, clumsy and targetless little rant which made him sound not like an authoritative figure, but a random heckler in the crowd.

And Boris, the straw-headed man, cowardly lion and clown prince of Parliament, has bottled it once again and gone into hiding. A couple of days ago we heard open talk of toppling the PM, with a challenge to be mounted even before conference. This morning we are told rumours of, maybe, an April coup. April? By April Brexit will have been fumbled, passed to the opposition and drop-kicked between the posts to score a resounding victory for Brussels. The EU problem will not have been dealt with to anybody’s satisfaction and the war will rumble on.

War? Of course; we are at war; against our leaders; against their leaders; and against their leaders... and those who tell them what to do. If only we knew who any of these people were. This is what the whole Trump/Brexit/AfD/Front National/Orban rebellions are all about. Divide and rule, they say and boy have they achieved that. Here we are, pitchforks at the ready and we don’t even know which way to march but, blood up, we want to blacken a few eyes. Those orchestrating the madness are relying on us turning on ourselves and it seems to be working.

Under such circumstances the disjointed, inconsistent, hypocritical rainbow coalition of leftist causes is busily seducing the disenfranchised; anything must be better than what we’ve got, yes? Despite the Marxist rallying cry, the power has not been with the people for a long time and Jeremy Corbyn’s inclusive cant conceals the contempt of those in power towards those ruled - government is for the few, not for the many – and always will be.

Trust in nobody

It can’t be too late, surely, but it is clear that the New Tories will never deliver Brexit, Old Labour has no intention of doing so and nobody else has the teeth. There seems little point in trusting ANY political body to work for the good of the country so, once again we learn that we cannot rely on government. In or out of the EU, in peace or war, in sickness or in health, the only reliable mantra remains: every man for himself.

The Time for Talk is Surely Over?

As the clear and obvious threat to Theresa May from her own back benchers looms large, suddenly Michel Barnier comes out to fight her corner. A deal IS possible, he says, while still not actually budging an inch on negotiations. Mrs May is doing a great job trying to reach an accord with her close European partners. We must do nothing which breaks the bonds of our deep friendship, while each doing the very best for our citizens. Schmooze, schmooze, kissy kiss-kiss, look how close we are. What a steaming crock.

This stage managed farce has gone on far too long. It is no accident that these soothing words come as the Swedes have begun to register just how close they are to demographic breakdown; as people are stabbed in Paris; as Londoners go in fear of violent gangs... as Europe begins to rot from the inside, having left its wounds untended, allowing infection to spread and become near untreatable. Even as organs such as the BBC are desperately trying to run their ‘rise of the right’ narrative, people are making it clearer than ever that they have had enough.

South Yorkshire Police, desperate to provide ‘evidence’ for this rise have even gone so far as to solicit false evidence of hate crime in this ridiculous tweet from yesterday: “@syptweet

In addition to reporting hate crime, please report non-crime hate incidents, which can include things like offensive or insulting comments, online, in person or in writing. Hate will not be tolerated in South Yorkshire.” There is no purpose to this request other than to encourage the inflation of alleged hate-crime incidents and signal to the establishment how complicit they are willing to be in the selling out of the UK to a warped ideological vision.

Multiculturalism has been the EU’s great failure; the narrative about how immigration only ever enriches us and is a necessary antidote to the indolence of our indigenous is staggering in its audacity. It is hard to discuss what has been done without using the word treachery: betrayal of trust. We trusted governments to put our needs first and instead we have been betrayed. And how do these governments behave when the failures of their policies are held up in stark relief? When people are being bombed, stabbed, shot and run over on our own streets? Why, it is our fault, of course.

Ooh, look, it’s the neo-Nazis! They are exploiting your naïve distrust of foreigners to persuade you to ignore their beastly ways. Far right terrorist plots have been foiled; it’s not just the muslims, you know?  Odd then, that only those of a certain faith ever seem to break through. If anybody is being exploited it is the useful idiots of the left who will believe such claptrap. Bombarded on all sides by BAME voices telling us that BAME voices are not being heard, they believe the rhetoric and not the fact that visual media is pervaded by the new order; all families are multi-ethnic, all women are empowered.

To watch BBC’s Bodyguard it is clear that the women are in charge throughout, yet the same broadcaster gleefully tells upcoming generations how women are kept down by the male, pale and stale. We are being fed self-fulfilling bullshit with extra helpings standing by, heaped up on groaning trollies. Public organisations are bullied into hiring for diversity rather than for competence and all the time it is the white, normal British who are pushed to the back of every queue. Normal; how dare I use that word? I dare because it is true.

The idiots have a bigger megaphone...

It is time for talk both plain and coarse. It is time a spade became a spade once more and it is time that what normal people see every day is recognised, accepted and confronted. We all know that Boris has only one objective in mind and that is the deification of Boris, but if we have to use him as the blunt instrument to bludgeon democracy back into Parliament, so be it. Our leaders have betrayed us; they must be punished and if it takes the breaking up of both Conservatives and Labour then so be it; it is time to take out the political trash before they trash the country altogether.

It’s not right

Another day goes by and once again the world of social media solves all the world’s problems to their entire satisfaction. I have been watching the war of words for a long time now and I think it is safe to say that nobody has the answers; at least nobody ELSE has the answers. To this end we can more usefully divide people into two broad groups, not simply on left/right lines but into dependent/independent camps. And yes, there is some correlation between left and dependent and with the right and self-determination, but when it comes to defining the right there still appears to be some confusion.

It’s not right-wing to use violent mobs to achieve your aims. In fact mob disorder, civil disobedience and its attendant, out-of-control looting and vandalism are pretty regular features of the now almost routine disruption of the capital’s smooth functioning by almost exclusively leftist groups. Antifa are a particularly noxious example of a supposed anti-right movement engaging in all the intimidating behaviour of which they accuse their nemesis.

It’s not right wing to want firm borders to control immigration and to oppose the imposition of third-world mores in a country once revered for its high standards in public life. In fact it is those communities most often described by their saintly protectors on the left as ‘the most vulnerable in society’ who are disproportionately disadvantaged by mass immigration: wages, welfare, housing schooling, social services and on and on are negatively impacted by the flood of non-contributing incomers.

It is not right wing to be happy to pay a reasonable amount of tax, but not to be milked. The only people who clamour for tax rises are those who don’t pay it, those who won’t be disadvantaged by it, or those who are outside the reach of the taxman. Plenty of higher earners with left-leaning principles enjoy the privileges of tax avoidance in one form or another. The Archbishop of Canterbury could set an example by redistributing some of the church’s untaxed wealth, but of course, they will need that money to protect the men in purple frocks from future legal action...

It is also not right that some, many, people are not willing to accept that the country is leaving a leftist bloc whose behaviour towards us during ‘negotiations’ has not been that of a friendly ally but of a deadly foe. A form of Stockholm syndrome, a weary submission to higher authority seems to have possessed those in the Remain tent. Not for nothing do they dismiss Leavers as belonging to ‘the far right’, invoking some association with the rise of Hitler. Populism, they say, is the destructive force when it seems to me it is the opposite; who wants to be unpopular?

Now the evidence is in, they insist, we need to put it to another ‘people’s vote’, by which they mean they’ve convinced themselves they will win this time. If there is evidence of anything it seems to be that Remainers will do whatever it takes to make Brexit a failure, if not in reality, at least in fable. It seems then that it is Brexiteers who are optimistic, excited and eager to get on and make a success of life beyond the EU.

In the world after Brexit, is there really any point in continuing to trust those who would do us down and blame every setback on we lumpen proletariat who dared to wish for better? Do we want a country run by angry, bitter losers, determined to prove their doom-laden thesis, or do we need to look to the optimists, the pioneers and those who have a real vision for a future unencumbered by the dead, lead weight of Brussels?

Is there a third way?

If you want to blame Brexit on the rise of the right then go ahead; nobody is listening any more. The pessimism, the mistrust in the electorate, the mundane, lacklustre mediocrity of those politicians who cleave to the dependency of leftist institutions should be consigned to history. Wanted - we should advertise -  a new political class who believes in Britain, believes in the British and will put the UK’s interests ahead of those of unaccountable Brusselseaucrats. It’s the way ahead folks; it’s only right.

Unrepresentative Democracy

Few successful companies are even remotely egalitarian and no empire ever was. The organisational structures which have brought the greatest human triumphs have not – including the few instances of individual genius – been collaborative, inclusive collectives but dictatorial, hierarchical and about as far removed from democracy as it is possible to envisage. A few employers exercise a form of benign stewardship of their workers’ welfare but in the main the drive for that concern has to come from above.

Worker’s rights exist not because of the innate goodness in all employers’ hearts but because governments have imposed laws and monitored standards. But wait, from whence do governments get this authority? Traditionally, via hereditary roots, or bloody coups, but in the west, in the main, via the illusion of democracy. True democracy cannot exist beyond small groups of people with aligned interests; a trades union, for instance or what has become the unspeakable evil that is the nuclear family.

Interestingly, the very people who were despotically responsible for the downfall of powerful unions are also the destroyers of traditional families (except, of course, for certain culturally enriching family models whose sovereignty is inviolable). Because democracy is dangerous, as we are finding out at first hand. Direct democracy, when it fails to produce undeniable majorities is divisive, especially when it lays bare the stark differences between those who have benefitted from the current system and those who feel they have lost out.

We call the current system ‘representative democracy’, but who does it represent? It is abundantly clear that the fabled man-in-the-street does not possess the knowledge, the expertise or the interest to make objective decisions, or form valid opinions about almost every likely subject which is the normal concern of government. How is it possible that Josephine Bloggski could have a hand in shaping, say, foreign policy? How can a semi-literate be allowed to contribute to the education debate? And of course, how dared the former Prime Minister allow a democratic ballot of these unfit participants over EU membership, especially when it returned ‘the wrong result’.

Well, because, in this case, the pressure coming from this same demos forced his hand, but this was a rare event and may have spelled the end of referenda in the west altogether. The ruling classes (for they increasingly come from entitled origins) across the western world have looked on in horror at the Brexit debacle. If the birthplace of representative democracy could suffer this embarrassment, they wonder, could it also befall us? Of course, some quarters have not abandoned pretend direct democracy yet; they are calling for the referendum to end all referendums, because a ‘People’s Vote’ that returns the correct result would be the mighty door that shuts out the format forever.

But who does ‘representative democracy’ actually represent? Not the voters, for certain. This is one reason that proportional representation will never again be considered, at least never by those who gain from first-past-the-post. The referendum outcome is re-enacted every five years in every marginal constituency with the result that whoever charms the larger number of voters then has five years to ignore their slim majorities in favour of whatever Parliament decides.

As long as this system exists, be prepared for huge discrepancies between what governments say is happening and what people see is happening. Just one, simple example of how yawning that gap is this: Ruth Davidson has just said that wearing the burka is no different from wearing a crucifix. How astonishingly naïve is that? And how astonishingly ignorant of the fears and concerns of those who put her in post. Brexit, Trump and the so-called ‘rise of the right’ are all democratic reactions to the increasingly undemocratic way our world is ordered. Can’t you feel the strain?

Owen Knows

The other day Andrew Neil had a pop at Owen Jones, the pipsqueak polemicist. Unlike everybody else Neil probably won’t get blocked; Owen earns far too much from being ridiculed on air by the master to cut off his nose like that. But after a few years of everybody saying “Oh bless, the wunderkind is saying complicated stuff on the tellybox” even the left is starting to get fed up of him.

He does still have fans, of course, but then delusion runs strong in the more gullible sectors of the general population. But nobody deserves the endorsement of a proven liar: Mehdi Hasan tweeted on Sunday that “@OwenJones84 has more intelligence and integrity in his fingernail than most of his British media critics put together”; this on a typically whiny thread about his journalistic expertise. So I imagine it rankled when Jennifer Williams at the Manchester Evening News questioned his actual credentials. Hey, if the left can denounce Katie Hopkins, who has written for many fine organs as not-a-journalist... sauce for the gander.

But then if the left has ever been supreme at anything, it has to be hypocrisy. Yes, we are all guilty of it, but people like Jonesy take it to a whole new level, Denouncing anybody who dares mention uncontrolled, mass immigration in a negative way as indulging in ‘dog-whistle’ politics, Jones and his bedfellows whip up their flock into a frenzy of outrage via a knee-jerk necessity to invoke the spectre of Nazis rising from the past to sweep across Europe and bring darkness to the land.

To OJ the BBC is a tool of the ‘hard right’ ‘cruel Tory’ establishment, denying left wing voices and trampling on free speech. Owen, who is never off the box, blocks anybody on Twitter who disagrees with him, then uses his many media appearances to simply tell lies. Of course, they’re not lies to him, in much the same away as fire and brimstone preachers must either believe every image of hell and damnation they foretell or else be barking mad... or malevolently duplicitous.

But Owen does it from a self-identified position of loveliness. By sounding reasonable - we should be fairer, we should be kinder – look at me, see how kind I am... I’m adorable! How could I possibly advocate harm to anybody? But them; they are the enemy and as much as we abhor their methods – look at them, the far right, just look at them with their... their... tattoos, and their... their jobs! To the left the ends have always justified the means, but to assuage their dissonance they tell themselves they must resort to using what they believe the right’s methods against them because nothing else will work.

But when we slaughter, we do it in the name of kindness. Did you know that Jeremy Corbyn’s middle name is kindness? Well it is, and if that doesn’t tell you something... I’ll find something which will. And this, of course, is Squealer’s job, to make the message fit the events, to make words written after the fact appear to predict the fact; to re-purpose outright lies as inviolable truths. A famous person in history – and one whom Jones would denounce – used exactly the same tactics Owen uses every day.

The political compass of Owen Jones

Here is Owen – Goebbels – Jones performing to the gallery and attacking Frank Field in the Guardian. Really, Owen? Frank Field is now a Tory? In his final paragraph he kindly, gently absolves Momentum from any part in a forthcoming general election defeat for Labour. It’s the media, he says; the media is against us. We are the victims; we are the good guys. Yes, Owen, you keep telling yourself that.