UK Prime Minister Keir Stalin . . . sorry, slip of the tongue, I of course meant to say Starmer . . . but anyway, he (Starmer) recently responded to Donald Trump’s ludicrous question about the supposed troubling situation of free speech in the UK, by eloquently stressing that the UK has a very proud tradition with regards to said issue of free speech, and would safely continue onwards in the vein of said upstanding and proud tradition. As if anyone seriously thought this was a question that needed asking . . . Ridiculous.
And below is a man being arrested by UK police for saying he likes bacon:
To add, I’ve seen the UK police sometimes be affectionately described by members of the grateful British public, in honour of their present and inspirational leader, as Starmtroopers. Oh and also a reminder that Bruce ‘The Boss’ Springsteen during recent concerts in the UK interrupted the wonderful rocking music to helpfully inform the UK public that, four thousand or so miles away, Donald Trump was a threat to free speech. Thankfully I don’t think Bruce (The Boss), during one of these educational interludes, made any public mention of liking bacon, which would have put the UK legal system in a very difficult and potentially embarrassing position with regards of what to do next.
Below, more Starmtroopers arrest a man, this time for calling someone a muppet. So, just to clarify, you can now be arrested for the thoughts or emotions that someone else says they didn’t enjoy experiencing, and which they say you influenced or induced. Or, as with the earlier video, even if someone else and their possibly vulnerable feelings isn’t there, you can still be arrested for the perhaps distressing feelings that this imaginary person might have experienced if they had been there after, for example, hearing you say that you liked bacon. Protect the vulnerable.
I’d say there’s almost no chance whatsoever of airtight hate speech protocols like those being used by the wise and benevolent ‘ruling elites’ in - how shall I put this - an unintentionally bad way.
An American guy succinctly and brilliantly points out the ugly and obvious in the UK.
And with this short clip of the policing of free speech/hate speech/ thought crimes in the UK, where a woman is asked by the policeman was she praying, as in silently praying. Her answer is basically yes, and so she is arrested. As leftist ideology extends towards its destination of absolute control by the agents of the ideology, you’re not even allowed think contrary thoughts. Almost amusingly, because she was praying for the women and their babies near an abortion clinic - not even talking to anyone - because her thoughts were out of alignment, she is targeted and arrested. It’s specifically an antichrist ideology, and to put this in more dramatic lighting, if she had said she was imagining conducting witchcraft rituals on the aborted babies, perhaps even devouring them, this would not for this system be a cause of offence or arrest. It would simply be a matter of the strange but private thoughts in her head, that didn’t threaten the ideology. Silent prayer though did get her arrested.
To add, whether the totalitarian forces manage to push it past all legalistic boundaries and effect a successful prosecution of the silently praying Christian is besides th point, not of course in the sense of her wellbeing, but in the sense that it is perfectly obvious this is what they desire. You will know them by their fruits and actions.
And this brings to mind seeing Bruce Springsteen ranting at audiences in concert in the UK about Donald Trump being a dreadful threat to free speech. That level of wilful ignorance of the real situation is to be honest pathetic to the point of disgusting.
“Serviltiy creeps into the very soul of the bourgeoisie and is increasingly taken for virtue.” Dostoevsky, Winter Notes on Summer Impressions.
I’m tempted to just leave this post with the video and Dostoevsky quite, but add a bit to it . . . (And to add, the use of bourgeois in a descriptive sense below will be much more about being mired in a certain inner state than simply being middle class.)
In the video above, having experienced an allergic reaction to seeing an Irish national flag, or Tricolour as it’s known, a well-educated middle or upper middle class Irish citizen tries to awaken and educate the working class people he is faced with, and raise them up to the more refined level he thankfully inhabits. If they allow themselves to be raised up by the agents of progress, they are justified, if not they will be absolutely vilified.
Alas, after the missionary efforts of the perfectly obedient and right-thinking bourgeois on the bike, who in fairness is quite pleasant and well-intentioned, the native Dubliners in the video perversely choose to behave as living individuals possessed of free will, rather than as abstract digits in an academic textbook, and so don’t give up on their national flag and their sense of being a people - in this case Irish. For the ‘progressive’ person however, now so bloodless and abstract, just a receiver of thoughts to conform with, this more primal state of being a people, as felt by these working class folk, now induces an allergic reaction to his fragile, conditioned self. This sisn’t simply about opinions, but the national flag is experienced on this general abstract person as an aggressive force. It’s too real! And here there is a very telling quote from Nietzsche in the Of the New Idol chapter of Thus Spoke Zarathustra:
Where a people still exists, there the people do not understand the state and hate it as the evil eye.
And so here the working class guys here are not ashamed to exist as a people, and are out of step with the ever-expanding bureaucratic behemoth of the state, while the bloodless bourgeois experiences no such aversion to its dictates. Remember for the progressive ideology, the nationalist sense of identity is seen as an antagonistic rival force of allegiance, and thus the national flag and sense of identity are to be attacked. Thus the progressive man on the bike’s automatic response to his national flag, and which inner reflex he imagines to be a manifestation of virtue. And while I’m here, this from the same passage by Nietzsche:
Confusion of the language of good and evil; I offer you this as the sign of the state. Just see how it lures them. How it devours them, and chews them, and re-chews them.
Finally, to point out the line by one of the Dublin working-class guys, showing he perfectly understands this progressive dynamic of condescension invisible at play, when he says, “Can you explain it to me like I’m a two years old please.” What a brilliant line from someone possessed of a vitality this obedient bourgeois soul has no idea of.
Not long after their last single release, Bourgeois Intelligentsia apparently have another song which they are dying to let loose: Don’t Even Think of Trying to Deprogram Your Offspring.
I wouldn’t say I was fully happy with the above as a finished picture, but I think in continuing on I maybe was as likely to harm it as improve it, so I handed it in to get framed. I think it’s the picture in the same state in the two photos, but quite different looking due to slightly different lighting conditions.
Bourgeois Intelligentsia are just about to release their newest single: Educated Past the Point of No Return. The song is said to be evocative of the great power ballads of the late 1980s, and is intended to induce in the discerning consumer both a dopamine hit of nostalgia as well as an urge towards positive action.
The song is also graced with a b side: Wish I Was Born in the Ghetto.
‘Lucy’ by William Wordsworth put to music by The Divine Comedy back in the early 1990s, and which group is pretty much the efforts of Neil Hannon from Derry in Northern Ireland.
Hannon, for the sake of the song, changed around a little the order of the poem, which is in itself four shorter poems together comprising ‘Lucy’ as a whole, and the lyrics of the song below, which I’d suggest reading along in time with the song:
Lucy
The Divine Comedy
by W. Wordsworth
I travelled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea; Nor, England did I know till then What love I bore to thee.
'Tis past, that melancholy dream! Nor will I quit thy shore A second time; for still I seem To love thee more and more.
Among thy mountains did I feel The joy of my desire; And she I cherished turned her wheel Beside an English fire.
Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed, The bowers where Lucy played; And thine too is the last green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed.
She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love:
A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye -Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave and, oh, The difference to me
A slumber did my spirit seal; I had no human fears; She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years.
No motion has she now, no force; She neither hears nor sees; Rolled around in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Scholars who become politicians are usually given the comic role of having to be the good conscience of a policy.
Nietzsche wrote this in his book Human, All Too Human in the late 1870s, and to transpose to our own times:
Entertainers and celebrities who align with politicians and their ideologies are usually given the comic role of having to be the good conscience of a policy.
Go, go, you countercultural rock stars and icons of the entertainment industry!
Not to add, lest the implication be too absolute, that scholars need feel too left out or aggrieved - they still have their role to play, and a not insignificant one. Though it simply must be understood, and most of all by the scholars themselves, that as we stride forwards in triumph and certainty, our Noam Chomskys are now a step or two below our Bruce Springsteens.
Sometimes for the cause, even pride must be tempered by humility.
Below is an excerpt from a fascinating interview with a child trafficker and sex/slave trafficker in general - and who also indulges in some traditional drug trafficking on the side - and which interview in full might or might not appear in full somewhere, sometime:
I nourish the profound conviction that one has to practice getting used to Germans, and without such practice it is hard to tolerate them in large doses.
Dostoevsky, Winter Notes on Summer Impressions (1863).
“It’s great when you realise that your deepest convictions correspond exactly to policies being pushed by the political elites and the attendant or parallel power structures like the media, entertainment industry and so on.”
“And what’s interesting and gratifying is you often didn’t even realise they were your deepest convictions until the elites started pushing the policies that correspond to them.”
Something I’ve shown at least a couple of times, and which I still fiddle with hopefully towards a finished state I’m comfortable with. This with the tablet camera which gives a quite coarse look to it, like a filtered effect - which can be not unpleasing in itself.
“I’m not sure how true this is, and of course there’s going to be all kinds of shades of grey between the lines, but a thought came to me in terms of dividing up our modern intelligentsia into two groups.”
“Very interesting. Tell me.”
“Well, let’s say there’s a higher intelligentsia and a lower intelligentsia comprising the intelligentsia as a whole.”
“And how do you divide them?”
“Well, the higher intelligentsia believes their own bullshit.”
Fake News Shitstorm have, you’ll be pleased to know, an upcoming single ready to be unleashed on our collective ears: We Don’t Talk About What We Don’t Want to Talk About (That’s Why the Relationship Between You and Us Is So Strong).
Spruce Pipedream is said to be particularly excited to hear the song, and which he expects to be most likely a masterpiece.
