Saturday, February 22, 2014

A Couple Of Gems From My Favorite Old English Newspaper

Nice to see the Spectator is still around, as it was a favorite of mine when I was a fiery, teenage Socialist.  [I lived in Europe, where all teenagers were Socialist.  Now I live in a place where people assume I'm a Republican because I own a rifle.  I live and work in a strange place.]

#1: Don’t you dare tell me to check my privilege

"It’s easy for me to sentimentalise those days when the trade unions held sway, chiming as they did with the calf country of my communism, but whatever their beery and sandwichy limits, they were far better than what replaced them; the politics of diversity. While working-class left-wing political activism was always about fighting the powerful, treating people how you would wish to be treated and believing that we’re all basically the same, modern, non-working-class left-wing politics is about… other stuff. Class guilt, sexual kinks, personal prejudice and repressed lust for power. The trade union movement gave us brother Bill Morris and Mrs Desai; the diversity movement has given us a rainbow coalition of cranks and charlatans."

and

#2: The church of self-worship: Sunday morning with the atheists