SEPTEMBER SWAN SONG EVERYBODY HATES TONY BLAIR
Inheriting A Corpse
A few words, like a flare shot out to expose enemy
positions, can in an instant reveal the nature of a political mind-set, the
contours of a particular world view. So it was the other week when a member of
the audience witnessing a debate between Jeremy Corbyn and Owen Smith was asked
by the moderator why she kept booing the latter. In a barely coherent harrumph
of anger and fetid spleen she spoke four words that stayed in my mind. "Everybody," she shouted, “hates Tony Blair!”
It’s the ‘everybody’ that gives the game away. For in her
world everybody did indeed hate Tony Blair, who is a ‘war
criminal.’ * This, one of a whole set of givens, self-evident ‘truths,’ occupying the unchallengeable reality of the circles in which she moved. She lives in a world in which the notion that Tony Blair is anything other than the
personification of evil is as much a given as the fact that Atlee is dead.
Consequently, when confronted by a contrary proposition the cognitive
dissonance is intolerable, what could she do but make animal noises? She welled
up with anger, and she booed.
The Knowing Smirk of a Shared Hatred
Momentum and the Corbynites have pulled of that relatively rare thing, most often achieved by religious cults, they have created a separate universe
accessible only through faith. Once entered all critical faculties must be
surrendered, disbelief willingly suspended; and in the manner of all such cults
there is great hatred and cruelty within the belief system that sustains
members. To identify the nature of a particular group hatred just listen to
members making ‘jokes.’ Who are the
targets? How are the lines delivered? Thus John McDonnell tells ‘jokes’ like the racist ‘comedians’ of
the 1970s, the likes of Bernard Manning or Jim Davidson told 'jokes', not to elicit laughter
but to produce the knowing smirk of a shared hatred.
Like all opportunistic parasites the far left has infected the host body, reducing a once great political
party to twitching wreck, struggling for breath. Now that Corbyn has
been re-elected it has breathed it’s last. He has inherited a
corpse.
*For anyone repeating this mantra please indicate to me where and when this adjudication was made, and on what basis?