BYE BYE, KEN!
general...@googlemail.com
arrogance will now, when the Guardian tells them to, get FURIOUSLY
RIGHTEOUS about all the street issues they were so complacent about
when Ken was in charge. We are in for a long season of extroardinarily
hypocritical behaviour from the middle class wanky left, extraordinary
even by their standards...
N
P.S.Burton
Say what you like about Boris, you do get a better class of gun crime
under the tories.
general...@googlemail.com
I agreed until I saw a picture of their living room in the Daily Mail
this morning: fucking giant chav canvas print of Audrey Hepburn on the
wall. Combined income of more than a mill and still no taste. More
decoration flair in a West Norwood crack house (empirical opinion),
London's like that all over now.
Edward Belsky
When Red Ken lost last week, I and my friends regarded the victory of
Boris Johnson as Mayor of London as our greatest personal setback
since the demise of the rock group The Eagles.
In its farcical contrasts, the mayoral contest seemed to be an episode
from "Keeping Up Appearances." Boris Johnson is a twittish squire left
over from Baldwin's 1936 Cabinet whose calculated tussling-up is
designed to throw Londoners off the scent..What’s next for England?
Thoroughgoing Squirarchy? Parliament largely consisting of MPs
throwing Latin sayings at each other and making the country nostalgic
for the old bun fight days? Wearing tie-dyed T-shirts and sixties
bandeaux and hoisting high posters of Ken alongside posters of John
Lennon and chanting "Ken and John", we marched from Strawberry Fields
in Central Park over to the Alice in Wonderland statue near Fifth
Avenue. Stray pedestrians in the park watched with sympathy and some
raised militant fists and some joined us.
We who marched were a motley group of Anglophiles and Ex-pats. At the
end of the march, somebody said "This is a good day to go out and get
high!" but we convinced him that he had to think of Ken and that, with
half the world wearing a wire, you cannot draw the line that you once
could between private and public activities. Dammit we're angry!! We
feel that the atavistic feudal strain in the London character, in
remission since the Beatles, is prostrating limbs all over London and
re-energizing the old purblind deference to "gens de condition." Is
London now so polarized, so yokellish and heavy-fisted that the London
of the New Statesman could find its nemesis only in the London of the
Spectator? Aren't there any nondescript candidates after the manner of
normal politics in the United States?
We know that much that Ken did was clumsy but political correctness
is a form of social coercion and corrective that tries to accomplish,
via the lighter hand of a democratic country, a revolution in manners
or rather the inclusion of people of dark skin within the orbit of
manners. Ken's beret was made to remind us all of "Liberté, Egalité,
Fraternité" But I don't think that Ken's Frenchness extends to the
kind of bourgeois-baiting that goes on in France. Most people, except
for Vita Sackville-West and some others, realize that the English
middle-class is truly a remarkable entity and a secret that does not
travel. The reason that the English Jewish middle-class is more
English than Jewish, as opposed to us middle-class Jews here in
America, is that they have something wonderful to emulate.
Greetings all,
ED
general...@googlemail.com
> On May 3, 1:30 pm, generalcony...@googlemail.com wrote:
>
> > Those who quietly accepted all Ken's MANY faults, fuck ups, lies and
> > arrogance will now, when the Guardian tells them to, get FURIOUSLY
> > RIGHTEOUS about all the street issues they were so complacent about
> > when Ken was in charge. We are in for a long season of extroardinarily
> > hypocritical behaviour from the middle class wanky left, extraordinary
> > even by their standards...
>
> > N
>
> We know that much that Ken did was clumsy but political correctness
> is a form of social coercion and corrective that tries to accomplish,
> via the lighter hand of a democratic country, a revolution in manners
> or rather the inclusion of people of dark skin within the orbit of
> manners.
Rubbish.
Call it by its proper name: Cultural Marxism. Need over ability sounds
good. Until you carefully consider the outcomes. In a Culturally
Marxist scenario the ideological fantasy must trump standards and all
other questions. Bye bye civilisation. People who still live by that
'68 crap seem always to have the ability to avoid seeing the
consequences of what they believe. Hence Kenneth Robert Livingstone,
when I interviewed him, simply couldn't conceive that his Cultural
Marxism had dovetailed lethally with consumerism to create the
ignorance, violence and amorality we know today. How? By dismantling
adult authority, or, in the case of the 68-ers, abdicating it in
favour of doing whatever they felt was right for them - which happened
to be to stop being adults in the previously accepted manner. The
police had to be neutered or certain communities would get upset
(Cultural Marxism in action) even though they were already pretty
upset that they couldn't get drugs or killing out of their communities
and Ken and his pals had made it impossible to get drugs and killing
out of the communities. Ken and his ilk long made a target of
traditional morality and the punishment system it engendered. That had
to go, because 'it didn't work'. Then he sat there and said: 'my
parents gave me the gift of guilt.'
It was quite a moment. I find it hard to believe that in all his
years in and out of power he didn't merrily critique at cosy little
dinner parties and gay comings out balls all round north London, the
idea that crime and punishment - and culture, morality, Christianity
and everything else - was just a mask for white, patriarchal power.
And yet he here was talking like a rheumy-eyed Roman Catholic -
because <italics> he didn't have anything else he could say to us, not
with forty kids, most of them black, murdered in London in 15 months
(an awful lot more than in 1993, the year zero moment when Stephen
Lawrence was murdered and the demise of the police force and,
therefore, justice in London began via the Macpherson Report, that
publication has got a lot of kids killed, one way and another).
Anyway, I'm pissing in the wind with you 68-ers. Socialism is the
answer to whatever is the question. Funny how the only places its
really had its head have ended up with the Government putting up
barbed wire to keep people IN. Me, I still think of myself as a kind
of lefty. I question inequality of resource and education and much
else. I just know that the answers people have come up with so far,
particularly culturally, haven't worked. So get over it and get your
thinking caps on.
I look for the fringe benefits of having the Right, the robber
barons in charge, instead of the commissars. Boris has already pissed
me off with his ludicrous booze ban. I wrote to the Times to let him
know. When I interviewed him he dropped a couple of latin quotes in. I
don't mind that at all in a politician. I would rather a mayor who has
read the satires of Horace than one who has read Jenny Lives with Eric
and Martin. Know what I mean? No, you probably don't.
general...@googlemail.com
The whole spiel of yours about PC being nothing more than a noble
white lie (no pun) to be nice to black people made me laugh. I don't
say the many who were brainwashed by the mantras were not primarily
motivated by that noble gesture because I think they were; but an
'intellectual' at this remove cannot bandy round the idea that
cultural marxism evolved for that reason. It was synthesised as weapon
to dismantle and/or invalidate all cultural and social manifestations
of western bourgeois life; that is to say western civilisation and to
usher in the age of the shanty-town chic and cosmopolitan pluralism.
Talking of which, Gore Vidal in the Evening Standard yesterday,
blabbering on about Obama being assassinated and the blacks in America
having a revolution. Sounded more like Charles Manson than anything
else. Why do people put so much store in the old ham?
general...@googlemail.com
You just wanted to get the last word, Eddie boy. BIG KID!
Mazel tav!
ROBBIE