A Curious Case...

What I like about humans is… Oh, wait, that blog would end right here. I mean, what I find curious about humans is their readiness to respond emotively to a topic without thinking first. I noticed two things this morning which prompted me to tweet. The first was the reaction to Katharine Birbalsingh by angry people determined to paint her excellent schooling approach as some form of cruelty. The second was an impassioned outburst by Neil Oliver about vaccinating children, or, rather, not.

Both stirred the cultists who treat children as idols to be worshipped, to engage in some good old traditional online abuse. The hatred in some comments was quite visceral, as people decided to project their own interpretations onto the argument and, as usual on social media, reason was the first casualty. So, abandoning reason myself I tweeted out what I thought was a simple enough question: “Why do people revere children above all? Seems odd to me.”

Actually, I did know what I was inviting. I’ve done The Twitter for a while now, so all I had to do was sit back and let people assume I was having a pop at kids when in fact I was asking about the way in which many adults lose their mind when it comes to children. I quickly lost count of all the “children are the future” replies – the go-to aphorism whenever this subject is raised. So let’s do that first.

The future just is. Tomorrow is the future, and the day after, and so on. The existence of kids is entirely irrelevant. Of course, without progeny the human race would die out at some time in that future, but the future of the planet need not include all species. There is something selfish about the assumption that the world needs homo sapiens, and there is a growing opinion (much of it from children) that Earth would be better off without.

Ah, but, they explain, without children we won’t have future adults who will forge ahead with the human project. True, but they won’t be children then, will they? Childhood and how it is handled, is a costly investment in our future society; this is also true. Why then, do people get so emotive when those few, like Katharine, seek to optimise that investment? And why do largely the same people get angry at the prospect of seeking to protect those children from disease?

I just feel that when it comes to children many lose their objectivity altogether. In earlier times, parents were demanding vaccination. Now, largely due to the ridiculous amount of information, misinformation, disinformation and opinion out there people think they are making informed choices when in fact those choices are anything but rational.

I’m not taking a side on the vaccination thing on which I remain obstinately and honestly ignorant. That isn’t what this is about, so I won’t respond to any vaccine-related replies. What it is about is the propensity of humans to jump to conclusions and adopt positions based not on facts, but on emotions. This may not be the best way to order our affairs, but I concede it is the human way. And I reserve the right to remain curious about it.

Rayner Days

Is it just me, or is Angela Rayner actually very stupid indeed? Famously leaving school with more children than GCSEs (not that GCSEs are in any way indicative of intelligence or reason) she has spent the run up to the Batley and Spen by-election positioning herself as Leader-in-Waiting. I say ‘positioning herself’ but is it really ‘being manipulated by Momentum as a useful idiot for a power grab’?

Voted into the Deputy Leader position by the unions, she is a poor running mate for Keir Starmer, who needs no assistance at all in appearing vacuous and policy-free. Because,, of course, that is Labour’s current offering to the electorate, isn’t it? Vot us into power and we will vacillate, procrastinate and wave whatever flags you order us to wave while doing absolutely nothing whatsoever for fear of upsetting the lengthening list of ‘the usual suspects’.

But Rayner? Clumping about wearing the shoes of a teenager and defending that style decision with breathless lack of comprehension she makes Little Britain’s Vicky Pollard look like an exemplar of incisive decision making. Yeah, but, no, bu’ yer, bu’ no… or sumfin’ or noffin’ or wha’ever… It is almost as if the Labour Party are conducting an experiment – inspired, perhaps by BLM, Shola Mugabe Umbongo, the LGBTQI+++ set and others – to see just how far hey can go before the boy in the crowd plays the ‘emperor naked’ card.

You would have to utterly cultified, incredibly dumb or otherwise incapable of independent thought to be able to imagine her, for one second, occupying the post formerly taken by Winston Churchill and Margaret Thatcher. And can you just imagine her on the world stage? Or at the palace? “Yer wha’ yer Majesteh?” The crypt in Westminster Abbey must be practically humming as former statesmen spin wildly in their tombs.

Keir Starmer is, of course, hopeless. Forensically failing to lay a glove on the hapless Boris Johnson, Captain Hindsight is scarcely a challenge – the next election is Johnson’s to lose. But can you imagine even a die-hard communist voting for the flame-haired fishwife unless they somehow believed that they would among the ones to pull her strings? (In which case, they would be even bigger useful idiots then Anj-er-ler herself.)

Why are you walking one pace behind me, Ange?

All the better to stab you in the back, Keith.

Of course, whoever leads the Labour Party into the next election already has a fifth columnist ally in place. The fecund and famously cock-led Johnson will, it seems, stop at nothing to bankrupt the country in the name of environmental justice. When you can no longer afford to drive, heat your homes or pay your electricity bill, power cuts notwithstanding, even you may be tempted to give Labour another go…

Battered and Spent

 In the end a mere 323 votes put a weak and lacklustre Conservative candidate in second place behind a woman whose only credentials to stand were a dead sister, martyred in Labour folklore, and her out sexuality which is the kind of identity candidate Labour love to promote. Either way it’s a lose for the electorate in Batley and Spen. Keir Starmer’s feigned glee cannot hide the dire state of left-wing politics in the west.

Torn between standing true to their traditional values, or abandoning former voters for the kaleidoscope of special interests competing for attention, the last twenty years of Labour has been a downward spiral of mediocrity. You can’t court the muslim vote by standing a candidate whose very existence is anathema to them. And you can’t unite the working classes by berating them and sowing division. Starmer’s throne is as unstable as ever, I’d say

If anything, Labour won by the ballots which were not cast. No matter the fervour of the metropolitan news media, no matter how the chattering classes were billing this as a pivotal by-election, less than half of those eligible to vote bothered to turn up. I suspect that large among the abstainers were thousands of die-hard ex-Labour voters who would never vote Tory in a million years. They think their silence speaks, but it only speaks against them.

In yet another stronghold, the walls of the keep have worn ever thinner; at the next general election this constituency is far from safe and a few strong moves from Johnson, the People’s Philanderer, may be all it takes to swing the mood. Labour is far from secure and the leadership far from settled. I pity the party for its dearth of talent; awash with every kind of queer, there is not a single saleable policy in sight.

But the Tories have nothing to feel smug about; on every front they are looking less like a popular choice and more like a punishment beating for the plebs. On immigration, a massive issue for many millions of Brits who feel completely abandoned, Priti Patel is proving impotent and increasingly desperate. Nobody is falling for the rhetoric when they see the daily shuttle service from the continent, followed by the slick reception process.

On the pandemic, no matter the medical realities, people have just had enough, and the mood is such that many will willingly risk infection just to be able to get back to normal. Of course, if lockdown is lifted completely and the death rate rises dramatically, Sajid Javid will probably be blamed. But if the opening up proves inconsequential most people will assume the government panicked over lockdown in the first place. There is no win for government here.

Green, build-back-better policies are going to make some people (who will almost certainly be portrayed as Tory cronies) extremely rich at the expense of the majority. Save the planet but lose the country. Every measure put forward involves massive disruption and cost for marginal environmental gains. I’m still waiting to see a joined up strategy, but all I see is more misery for the workers.

No matter who you vote for the government always gets in

Batley and Spen has proved a damp squib. No big upset, no seismic change in the direction of the public discourse, just a sizzling out of a briefly ferocious conflagration. Nothing to see here, really, please move on. As always, for all the heroic talk, for all the bluster, nothing is going to change. And I still don’t know or care – nobody does - who the Tory candidate was.

This is War

Batley and Spen, an electoral constituency unknown to most, pre-referendum, yet now pivotal in the fight for… for what, exactly? Of course, Labour will court the muslim vote because Labour is the party of islam, fully signed up as it is to the demands of the muslim Council of Britain. The mCB [lower case intentional] has a series of pledges which, while intended to sound innocuous, spell the end for white rule in the United Kingdom, as sure as mohammed is a savage, goat-fucking, child rapist, presumably the model followed by far too many of his adoring fans.

Some of those pledges explained:

1. Tackle racism and islamophobia – this means, define perfectly normal fears of displacement as racist and keep on playing the race card despite every rational attempt to explain that islam is not a race.

2. Religious liberty - Defend the right of muslims – and people of all faiths – to express their faith. This is disingenuous because islam has exactly zero concern for people of other faiths.

4. Safety at places of worship – as with pledge 2 this means to confer special privileges on muslim communities so they can play the adhān at all times via vast PA systems and let the British know, in no uncertain terms that they have been conquered.

6. Refugees – oh yes, and more and faster. Not any old refugees though, but those ‘fleeing’ the countries they turned into shitholes, so they can turn this country into a shithole. And,

10. Ethical Foreign Policy – fucking Palestine, every time.

So, of the bigger challenges which face the modern world in the coming decades there is one more existential than all the others and it is the prospect of the death of the west at the hands of islam. But not from any marauding horde storming the beaches and scaling the heights. Instead, under the guise of multiculturalism, successive governments have refused to address the islamic elephant and have instead punished British people for speaking out.

And by British people I do mean non-muslims, because there can never be any allegiance before islam for the inbred savages who use the rape of young girls to demonstrate just how untouchable they are. This is not asylum seeking; they are not escaping from islamic persecution, but quite deliberately colonising in the name of islamic barbarity, as their faith demands. Never forget that islam means submission, for there will be peace only when every dissenting voice is silenced.

Batley & Spen is one place where they have openly shown their intentions and bared their teeth, daring to threaten even the party which supports them. It is one of many but watch as the process accelerates. There is now a barely sub-critical mass for the caliphatisation of this country and emboldened by the total lack of action, they will rise up everywhere they can bring their numbers, secure in the knowledge that the police will protect them from British resistance and punish those who refuse to submit.

The mCB and its soldiers are intent on punishing Labour for disobeying their orders; they now feel confident enough to win even without Labour, for whichever party gets in, that constituency will still be controlled by the sheiks. And this isn’t just the start, it began in earnest over two decades ago. In fact, worse than that, it started when islam itself cast its dark shadow on the world. This is war, it always has been; and there really is no other word for it.

Jam tomorrow?

Throughout the whole Covid thing I have been a sceptic. Medical affairs have never interested me anyway and I always zone out whenever such things are discussed. Cancer, AIDS, Alzheimer’s… the maladies of the age hold little fascination for me and I pretty much take my chances; I don’t go out of my way to invite illness and I do as I am advised whenever – which is rarely - I am afflicted.

But for some, health is a lifelong crusade and the NHS and its reaction to epidemics has always been a political game for a significant number of the population. Many parents, I observe, have become so used to the recent idea that freedom from all illness is some sort of human right, that some abrogate all responsibility to educate their charges, relying instead on the machinery of state to fix everything. Others are so consumed by the spectre of future guilt that government funded prophylactics are rejected out of hand.

This is not to belittle parental concern, more to set up the thesis that there is no single right answer; as with all matters human: “Yes, we are all individuals”. I have never thought the Covid threat particularly serious, having survived similar infections on many, regular, occasions. And as for the implications that it is a sinister killer disease unleashed to decimate the population, well, they’re going to have to do better than that. A current counter-rumour is that is just a re-branding of seasonal illnesses – hay fever, influenza, etc – in order to instil alarm and fear. To what end, I ask?

But anyway, we have far bigger threats than Covid – immigration from the third world is set to overwhelm the welfare systems of Europe, systems which are already creaking at the seams trying to cater just for their own citizens. And governments are cocking a deaf un at entreaties from those same concerned citizens, afraid that their rights are to be reduced to mere subsistence after centuries of progress. Import the third world, get the third world, they say and it certainly seems to be happening in every major city.

As a direct result, the general breakdown of law and order stretches the authorities who, once again, seem powerless to control the proliferation of knife and gun crime at street level. Meanwhile, we are told, organised crime such as drug and people trafficking, modern-day slavery and fraud are reaching epidemic proportions of their own. And what is demanded of us? Tolerance for ‘different cultural sensitivities’.

And then there is climate alarmism, driving governments to adopt policies which will prove ruinously expensive for the vast majority. When personal transport is unaffordable and public transport is a knife-crime lottery, when low level work is exclusively the province of the slavers and many high-end jobs are off-shored and devalued, what then? Where will we be in a few winters’ time, when people are unable to feed their families and heat their homes and go to work?

It is hard, when you consider such things to not conclude that our governments hate us. But I fear it is worse than that. If the government truly hated us it would be all too apparent and the seeds of revolution would surely be shown. Instead of a visceral loathing I believe the ruling classes quietly despise us, as obstacles to reaching their idealistic goals.

As a result, it is all too tempting to simply leave us out of the equation. Western governments seem to have ‘evolved’ from management to management advisers. They have taken the man out of management and replaced it with algorithms that have no regard for humanity. Long ago, the time and motion men took the reward out of skilled craftsmanship; now they are extracting the joy out of life itself. Jam tomorrow? Even that hope has gone.