From the Independent
Monday, 2 June 2008
"The best champagne and the best people" I was told, celebrated the launch of Standpoint, a magazine aiming to "celebrate Western civilisation", to reassert its dominance, shaken up by the effrontery of 9/11. It is edited by Daniel Johnson, son of Paul Johnson, the leftie who turned rabid right. His other son Luke, a libertarian, presides over Channel4 as chairman. Enthusiastic guests included Sir Tom Stoppard, Sir Vidia Naipaul, Frank Field and Nasir Ali, Bishop of Rochester, who appears to want to compel us all to join his church.
The sun now rises on the right and those of us on the other side are left despondent as we anticipate a prolonged winter of discontent. We, who believe in fairness, equality, human rights and universal justice, are of no consequence. The fever of failure consumes our hopes and there is no relief as we witness the collapse of the British Left and the ideals that defined post-war advancement in this country, turning an obstinately class-riven, imperial nation into a model of progressive politics.
Local election results show the country lurching right, in some parts even embracing the BNP. Instead of condemning the scum, Britons are instructed to "understand" why these voters are "driven" to vote for neo-Nazis. We are simultaneously warned to show no such understanding of young Muslims who are seduced by hate-filled Imams. White resentment of "foreigners" is no more respectable than Muslim hatred of Westerners. Yet in our unequal world it is.
The coup was complete when Boris took over our London, world city, colourful home of mavericks, revolutionaries and monarchs, radicals and cultural conformists, money makers and penniless refugees, the hopeless and hopeful. And so power inexorably shifts towards authoritarianism, new imperial arrogance and design (bafflingly known as "liberal intervention"), fundamentalist Christian revivalism, enforced assimilation ("You WILL love and only ever praise this country"), racism and cultural protectionism, Anglo-Saxon privilege and unregulated capitalism which creates both appalling levels of wealth and poverty. The media serves the new master class and credo, with some notable exceptions.
How did we get here? Are right-wing ideas and policies irresistible to the British public (always more conservative than most European partners) and is this a return to the natural state of this nation? Or do we blame the wretched cowardice of the Left, which took power by surrendering its body and soul? Labour elected Tony Blair as leader knowing he was never a socialist; he continued Thatcherism, only with the zeal and underlying self-doubt of someone who felt trapped in political disguise. She stood as an equal to Reagan; Blair was a supplicant to Bush.
Meanwhile, Gordon Brown is too scared to be the authentic leftie he was believed to be and instead flaps around, allies himself with preposterously extreme measures, so extreme that Cameron, can, with easy conscience oppose them.
Banging up suspect terrorists for forty two days in detention without charge is exactly that kind of Big Boy gesture that reveals wobbly conviction, shaky commitment to those principles that make this nation a free and great democracy.
Almost more depressing is the sight of black and Asian Britons following the wind blowing the Tories to victory. Boris has recruited Afro Caribbean "leaders" who believe in physical chastisement and smart young Asians who deny the existence of racism and want an end to political correctness. The more old-fashioned Uncle Toms and their female equivalents are now expediently making themselves known to the Tories and right-wing think tanks.
For reasons I have yet to fathom, two weeks ago, I was invited to address a meeting at the House of Lords organised by the Conservative Muslim Forum. The room was full and the discussion on Muslim women lively. Many there were previously New Labour acolytes; others were young and ambitious and now devoted to the charismatic Cameron. To see such enthusiasm for a party whose members have always opposed our presence on these shores was a wake-up slap. All over now. The right has crushed the left.
By the time our time comes around again, I will be pushing up the daisies or dancing half naked in some home for sufferers of senile dementia, a blessing perhaps, to be and never again to care about what happens to politics. Still, between now and then there will be plenty to moan about.
A note from Radarsite: Pity the poor downtrodden British Left. They have been abandoned by the very people they were determined to save. The ungrateful British electorate have turned them away and rejected their glowing vision of a better tomorrow, a fairer tomorrow, a tomorrow freed of all nationalistic perversions. Their Internationalist Utopian dream has fallen to pieces at their feet and they are lost without it. Left to contemplate the stupidity of the populace, the petty narrow-mindedness of the common man, who could not, or simply would not, embrace the glories of multiculturalism.
One cannot read this teary-eyed maudlin lament without wondering how anyone can become so utterly removed from reality, can become so pathetically delusional and blind. Incredible as it may seem, this is how they actually see themselves: great fallen heroes, betrayed by cruel fate. Superior beings, who visited this small planet for a time and offered it their wisdom. And they were rejected. If only they believed in Christ, they could make great parallels to the Crucifixion.
Well, my leftist cousins, we feel nothing but joy at this fortuitous turn of events. We have no pity, no sympathy for your well-deserved fall from grace.
After all but destroying your lovely country with the insanities of your multiculturalist fantasies, after all but ruining a proud and noble heritage, it is truly a pleasure to watch you squirm and whine and loudly lament your recent losses.
You ninnies, you fools, you incompetents -- you still don't get it, do you?
You have let your precious ideology get ahead or your reason, and the poor British public have suffered the consequences of your worldly naivete. For all of the needless destruction and despair that you have caused -- and are still causing -- you have no remorse, no conception, no understanding. You refuse to even acknowledge the wreckage.
To this Yank across the sea, who cares deeply about the fate of your great country, your well-earned demise is a nothing less than a gift from heaven.
Now, if we can only copy this success story here in America --