One of the interesting things about entryism, and the colonization of fields, is that they become irrelevant. In my field this happened with psychotherapy (CBT is now done quite well by computers, thank you very much), and to a certain extent case management. And management, which, after all, is soft and susceptible to cultic movements. But the number of numerate women in my field, in my country, I need but one hand to count: the academic jobs and the hardest jobs are generally filled by men.
Chess grandmaster Nigel Short says women don’t have the brains for the game: http://t.co/vQ1TFlS6B4 pic.twitter.com/Tc5DDVZzlm
— nzherald (@nzherald) April 20, 2015
The entryists have taken over politics, and it is now irrelevant. Particularly American style federal politics, where the question is how to most gently manage the implosion of an empire made bankrupt… by the entryists.
The whole thing is now like an incredibly bad daytime soap opera, so painfully inept even as fantasy that I can’t bear to attend to it. The whole exercise is so patently false, so obviously completely irrelevant, thoroughly dishonest, and most of all stupid, that as with an aggressively bad TV show, you have to wonder how the actors can bring themselves to say their lines. It’s so boring that the boredom of it is excruciating. I’d rather watch paint dry. Literally: this afternoon I watched as a sample of paint dried and changed color (to see if it would look right when it did)(I wasn’t wasting time, see?), and it was more interesting than the election news. The thought of actually sitting down to read something about Hillary, Marco et alia is about as alluring as the prospect of taking sandpaper to my fingertips.It’s like the half-time show at the Superbowl: ginned up, fake, full of noise, flashes, skin, shouting, hurry, and spastic jerks, signifying … nothing whatsoever.
#EconomicSnapshot: NZ. RBNZ Losing Control of Monetary Policy. Inflation in NZ fell to -0.3% http://t.co/EkVvYapyhS pic.twitter.com/m9Cq3JIIvj
— Forsyth Barr (@ForsythBarr) April 20, 2015
I have very little time for the elite, for they care only about language and process, and not solving the problem: in the case of Katie Hopkins — who is correct to say that we have a duty to protect our borders, including sending gunboats to turn refugees away — the language is seen as ungoodthink, and the dangers of bankruptcy of the social welfare state and the intractable problems of the grumbling wars in northern Africa are left alone.
What we can see here, clear as day, is the moral turpitude of PC, the warped nature of modern society’s obsession with speech at the expense of everything else, its myopic focus on the appearance of things rather than on things themselves. Ours is an era in which supposed progressives care far more about policing and correcting people’s speech than they do about transforming and improving the real, physical, social world. Left-leaning campaigners devote infinitely more time to keeping an eye on the words politicians and newspapers use to talk about immigrants — insisting that they must ‘change the language’ — than they do to agitating for the dismantling of strict immigration controls. Radical student activists are now wholly concerned with the terms used to describe oppressed people and have nada, zilch, zero to say about how still-existing oppression might be ended.
Ours is a world in which radicals in Australia recently went berserk over PM Tony Abbott’s use of the word ‘lifestyle choice’ to describe the situation of extremely rural Aboriginal communities, yet cannot propose any solution to the depravity of Aboriginal life, the fact that Aborigines are the only people in a Western country who live in Third World conditions. And a world in which, now, numerous people have become obsessed with fixing the problem of Katie Hopkins — via a sacking or censorship or maybe police involvement — yet cannot utter a word about fixing the institutions and policies that caused the deaths of those 400 people she said stupid things about.
And this is leading to people walking away. How do you solve the problems in Africa? Do as teh Chinese are doing: develop it: buy up farms, get tehm productive. Or Nike: build factories and make shoes. The problems of the Islamic blight on that bleeding continent are harder to solve than HIV (which Uganda has stopped, cold, because they are unafraid to preach sexual morality).
The major decisions are no longer made in our capitals, but by the bureaux, in Brussels, Tokyo and Washington. By those who set the standards — which are useful, and regulations, that can stifle. Hold such in suspicion. For within every bureau the dark soul of tyranny lurks.
