Every ‘Ist’ And Every ‘Ism’ – Malicious ‘Racist’ Allegations
Following the ‘Brexit’ referendum, we all witnessed a hysterical display of narcissistic grandiloquence, disguised half-heartedly as righteous fury at the result, when 52% of the electorate who could be bothered to vote, decided to leave the European Union and the single market. Some were happy with the result, though fewer of them felt it necessary to voice their opinions than the outraged losers of the referendum. Some families and social groups were divided, and more often than not in the literal sense.
One such example would be Steven Morrissey and Johnny Marr, formerly of The Smiths, one of the most influential British bands of the 1980’s. During a television interview with Sky News, Marr made his own views regarding the referendum clear, and Sky did not hesitate to capitalise on the guitarists comments with provocative titles such as ‘How Farrage Killed The Smiths’ and ‘Johnny Marr Distances Himself From Morrissey’s Brexit Views.’ Quite opposingly, Morrissey described Nigel Farage, contemporary leader of the UK Independence Party (UKIP) as “A stand up bloke” and when the vote came in, reportedly described the result, specifically the spectacularly biased media coverage in less than flattering terms;
“The result was magnificent, but it is not accepted by the BBC or Sky News because they object to a public that cannot be hypnotised by BBC or Sky nonsense. These news teams are exactly the same as Fox and CNN in that they all depend on public stupidity in order to create their own myth of reality.”
Adding insult to injury, he went on to tell Australia’s FasterLouder that he felt “The British political class have never felt quite so hopeless” and telling online news network Walla
“On the issue of Brexit, it has been shocking to witness the refusal of the UK news media to be fair enough to accept the final decision of the people simply because this decision does not suit the establishment.”
Morrissey, a long standing indie rock icon, was born in Manchester in 1959 to an Irish Catholic family and raised only a step or two above poverty, has always been an anti-establishment figure, demonstrated in his music, with songs such as ‘Bengali In Platforms’ from his first solo album Viva Hate and the notorious Smiths album (and first track on the album) The Queen Is Dead.
The New Musical Express, which has a history of attacking Morrissey with malicious and opportunistic accusations of racism and xenophobia, pounced upon his comments with a bloodthirsty zeal, provoking public comments from many of their readers describing both the singer and the vast majority of those who share his Brexit sentiments as ‘drunken racists’ and ‘neo-Nazis’.
Morrissey is notorious in the media world for making provocative comments, along with provocative music. Albeit not quite to the degree of bands like Skredwriver, but controversial to many modern standards.
A long term vegetarian – now vegan – and outspoken animal welfare activist, he sparked widespread controversy while in The Smiths in 1985 with his album and single Meat Is Murder, which is alleged to have converted more people to vegetarianism than any other cultural influence in the west. Refusing to play at venues while serving meat products such as burgers and hot dogs, he even abandoned a performance at the Coachella Festival in California, complaining of the aroma of cooking meat.
In 2010, in an interview with the Guardian’s Steven Armitage, he remarked upon recent coverage of China’s rather jaundiced record on animal rights, calling them “Absolutely horrific” and saying
“Did you see the thing on the news about their treatment of animals and animal welfare? Absolutely horrific. You can’t help but feel that the Chinese are a subspecies.”
Martin Smith of Love Music, Hate Racism (which two years previously received a £28,000 donation from the former Smiths frontman) immediately denounced him in the typically sanctimonious fashion, saying “When you start using language like ‘subspecies,’ you are entering into dark and murky water”, in a crass attempt to appear intellectual, and describing his emotional comments as “Just crude racism.”
The NME ran an egregious article in 1992, ‘Morrissey; Flying The Flag Or Flirting With Disaster?” following the notorious Finsbury Park performance, following Madness, where he draped himself in the Union Flag, and had recently released and performed the song The National Front Disco.
Now, while it may have been poor judgement on Morrissey’s part to present himself in the aforementioned manner to the aforementioned audience, as many fans of Madness, especially then, were of the ‘skinhead’ stereotype, brusque, and abrupt, some of whom were beyond doubt anti-immigration and a rather insular bunch, the NME neglected to consider two very important factors. The first being that Morrissey had worn the Union Flag for numerous performances leading up to the Finsbury park concert, almost up to the point where it could be considered a trademark, and it had not been considered racist or provocative up until this point. The second would be the song The National Front Disco. Without even reading or hearing the lyrics (which I must urge you all to do) it ought to be quite clear simply by observing the title, even to the slowest of minds, that it is a parody. It is a deliberate attempt to mock and ridicule actual members of the National Front, lampooning them as imbecilic.
However, as we have all undoubtedly learned by now, minor details such as facts and evidence are of little consequence to the media. The lyrics to the aforementioned ‘Bengali In Platforms’ were also heavily criticised by the NME.
“Bengali, Bengali, No ,no, no, He does not want to depress you, Oh no, no, no, no, no, He only wants to impress you. Bengali in platforms, He only wants to embrace your culture, And to be your friend forever… Bengali, Bengali, Oh, shelve your Western plans, And understand, That life is hard enough when you belong here…”
It ought to be clear, even to the slowest and most paranoid of minds, that these lyrics were written with the intention of demonstrating how strange and difficult it is for immigrants to establish themselves in a different culture and attempt to integrate, while many in the population may be predisposed against them. It was essentially pointing out the racism and ignorance of many people at the time, hostile towards immigrants. And despite sharing a common, anti-racist agenda, the left wing media (NME in this case) elected, as they still do to this day, to stab their allies in the back in order to get a headline and grab a few publicity point.
He also was attacked for his comments to The Select magazine in 1994 when he suggested that the national front ought to be given a clear and audible platform to speak their minds, so as to destabilise any misguided sentiment and support for them and to make them “Less of a threat.” He was, of course, immediately crucified as a National Front sympathiser, the fact that he was and remains correct being another one of those inconvenient, minor details.
We all recall the popularity of the British National Party at one point, I’m sure. Popular misconceptions about patriotism and ‘putting Britain first’ and preserving national identity and all that jazz. It wasn’t until Nick Griffin, the party leader, made an appearance on the BBC’s Question Time programme and in a spectacularly blundersome fashion he revealed himself to the nation as a racist ignoramus, exposing his true motive and that of his party. As such, his popularity and support evaporated almost overnight. Morrissey was correct then regarding the National Front, as I have been regarding Islamist groups. If you give these people a platform, then they expose themselves for the fools and frauds and often dangerous people that they are and lose the vast majority of clout. However, when you perpetually censor them, they will invariably gain sympathy from more people than you may desire. If not for the staggeringly self-righteous nature of much of the media, determined also to be the only platform available, many subversive groups that plague our democratic consensus would not be in operation today, at the very least not to the degree they currently are.
In 2007, The NME ran yet another smear campaign against the singer, who interviewed him in Rome and asked whether he might return to England, after his movement between Los Angeles and Rome, and querying his comments on immigration to the country.
“With the issue of immigration, it’s very difficult because, although I don’t have anything against people from other countries, the higher the influx into England the more the British identity disappears… If you walk through Knightsbridge on any bland day of the week you won’t hear an English accent. You’ll hear every accent under the sun apart from the British accent.”
Now, I grew up in the Fenland town of Wisbech, which some of you may have heard of. It was examined in the BBC documentary Wisbech: The Day The Immigrants Left, which put unemployed Brits in the low paid roles of certain migrant workers, such as kitchen duties in foreign restaurants and picking strawberries and potatoes in fields. I personally felt that while it is certainly true that many unemployed Brits, especially in Wisbech, are lazy and incompetent, frankly unwilling to do any days work, let alone a days hard labour, that it was a deliberate attempt to misrepresent my home town as ignorant and racist and generally hostile towards migrants. While I was growing up in this town, I recall increasing numbers of Eastern European migrants, mostly Polish and Lithuanian, coming to town for work and residency. Most of the Poles were very hard working folk, and I had very little quarrel with them. Why should I? The Lithuanians, however, were comparatively hostile, and reluctant to integrate. Over time a number of Russian and Middle Eastern migrants also came, and tensions began to grow, particularly with some of the gypsy, traveller presence on the outskirts of town. I recall no less than three or four shops and I believe a pub, under the management of Lithuanian and Asian (mostly Pakistani) families that were not unknown to refuse their service to locals, in a very telling, insular display. Similarly to Morrissey’s description of Knightsbridge, to this day I can walk past the Thomas Clarkson memorial, around past the castle and museum and through the Horsefair marketplace and hear perhaps four people speaking English. On a particularly warm and sunny day, one could vacation to Wisbech and feel exactly as though one were on an exotic holiday abroad. And I shall no doubt be immediately dismissed as racist by many people for saying so, just as Morrissey was, repeatedly, by sanctimonious media elements.
Following this particular story, he issued a defamation suit against the NME and it’s editor Conor McNicholas, accusing them of an ulterior motive, which one may independently detect by following their history of reporting on the singer. In a statement, he said of the publication, in his beautifully acerbic fashion;
“(it) deliberately tried to characterise me as a racist… in order to boost their dwindling circulation. I abhor racism and oppression or cruelty of any kind and will not let this pass without being absolutely clear and emphatic … Racism is beyond common sense and has no place in our society.”
Adding during the Channel 4 documentary ‘The Importance Of Being Morrissey’ (coined after the play by Oscar Wilde, of whom Morrissey is a great admirer);
“Not everybody is completely stupid. Why on earth would I be racist? What could I possibly be trying to achieve?”
But it appears than nothing will stop the self-righteous ‘journalists’ such as the NME’s Love Music, Hate Racism’s Martin Smith, The Guardian’s bespectacled Tim Clarke and other pompous little parasites from hatchet job and hatchet job, smear after misrepresentation after set up, because it gives them their relished opportunity to appear virtuous to their readers, and to appease the element of Schadenfreude in them by twisting the blade in someone else.
In today’s über sensitive world of political correctness, we are all familiar with sort of treatment. One wrong comment, one missed handshake, whatever it is, can kill of a career, sometimes more, in an instant. Douglas Murray of The Spectator made this observation of professor Richard Dawkins following his Al Jazeera interview with Mehdi Hassan in 2013, on the motion of whether religion was evil. After criticising Judeo-Christian beliefs and describing the god of the Old Testament in his book The God Delusion as “The most unpleasant character in all of fiction” (with which I would be hard pushed to disagree) Hassan asked him if he felt the same regarding the god of the Qur’an. He half avoided the question by saying that he wasn’t as familiar. Genuine or otherwise, it must be noted that Dawkins seems to have hesitated with his answer to this question, as Murray observed. Knowing that given the murder of men in Europe such as Pim Fortuyn and Theo van Gough at the hands of deranged, bearded monkeys for criticising their faith, and the threats against Geert Wilders and Salman Rushdie, that to be overtly critical here, on Al Jazeera, with millions of Muslims watching, he could end his career in a heartbeat and possibly put his life on the line. I cannot speak for Dawkins motivations, but Murray’s observation is important here. We all know to be wary of intimidation and threats against our jobs, our lives, and our safety, for saying the wrong thing about the wrong faith, the wrong political ideology and the wrong racial group, regardless of intention.
In the lyrics of his song ‘You Know I Couldn’t Last’ from his 2004 album ‘You Are The Quarry’ “Every ‘ist’ and every ‘ism’ thrown my way to stay” my beloved Morrissey, among countless others, serves as a prime example of the malicious media and the toxic campaign against free expression, and how once an allegation is made, regardless of evidence, it sticks like fucking glue.
The late Adlai Stevenson, once remarked
“The tragedy of our day is the climate of fear in which we live, and fear breeds Repression. Too often, sinister threats are made against the Bill Of Rights, to The freedom of the mind, under the patriotic cloak of anti-communism.”
Today, it seems to me, these threats against our basic rights to freedom of expression and freedom of thought are under the grave threat of anti-racism, or what it has become. The term racism, along with homophobia, sexism, and other such shunning words are very swiftly losing their currency. We live in a world dominated by the rabid, self loathing, dregs, unwashed dregs known as ‘social justice warriors’ and the ‘regressive left’, groups such as ANTIFA and Hope Not Hate, writing up lists of people they consider ‘racists’ and ‘anti-Muslim bigots’, many of whom, such as Maajid Nawaz, Ayaan Hirsi Ali and Lars Hedegaard, have been targeted for assassination. Hedegaard, who barely escaped with his life after an attempted shooting in 2013 by an Islamist disguised as a postman, named Basil Hassan, who later fled to Syria and joined the Islamic State. Not content with simply identifying targets for Jihadists and Islamists, the media facilitates them, such as when the politician and gay rights activist, Pim Fortuyn, was assassinated in 2002 in the Netherlands, after two journalists repeatedly followed and stalked him, despite being stopped on numerous occasions by the police, after he was forced to change his address for his safety, and leaked his location to his assailant. This is the world we now live in.
And as a man, much like my moz, who does genuinely and fervently oppose these things when and where they truly exist, this is a time of great mourning. We can only hope that the hysterics of our society and the malicious pseudo-journalists who control vast swathes of public opinion soon learn to toe the line, for I fear for a very dark time in the near future if not…