“Itâs all very well for me to sit in my cosy leftie bubble,” writes the singer, “with my baja-sporting friends, spending our free time attending vegan popup barbecues and meeting in art centres to have a bit of a moan about Ukip; we missed the changing climate of British politics. We dismissed the growing support for the right wing as just a few comedy racists, underestimated the momentum they were gaining, and thought that by retweeting the latest Owen Jones article, we were doing our bit. Wrong.”
That is self-aware. And it never goes amiss to assert, as she does in the second sentence of her article, that the right to protest does not end just because an election goes against you. She is also right to assert that her celebrity does not invalidate her right to political speech, nor her riches her right to advocate socialism.
All rather well said, I must admit. Then she goes into the pouty whinge-n-smear mode that has become so prevalent among modern feminists that they probably no longer know they are doing it.
For Andrew RT Davies, the leader of the Welsh Conservatives, to describe my exercising of democratic freedom as âunbecomingâ really says more than I ever could. Perhaps he thinks I should get back to the ironing and stop babbling on about air-headed notions such as protecting the NHS (a system that he himself has been most mobile in attacking), fighting for a fairer society (a concept that entirely eludes his party), and championing the plight of those in society who are less privileged than me.
What Davies actually said was,
“At the end of the day, to denigrate the electorate, who has just spoken, within 48 hours of the election, is slightly unfortunate and unbecoming.”
Note he did not deny her right to go on a protest march whenever she wanted, he merely said that it did not look good and was annoyingly timed. I am not sure what prompted her speculation that “perhaps” he wants her to get back to her ironing. Using old-fashioned but very mild terms of rebuke such as “slightly unfortunate and unbecoming” does not logically imply a wish to repeal the Married Women’s Property Act of 1870. Still, who knows the secrets of the Tory heart? Perhaps he does. Or perhaps (while we’re perhapsing) it was all a Freudian slip and it is Charlotte who dreams of a man Tory and masterful enough to carry her off to her ÂŁ800,000 “Princess” yacht in Swansea Marina and have his wicked way with her on the folding ironing board in the servants’ cabin?
I’m too scared to check what use I myself have made of that “Perhaps he thinks [whatever anodyne thing he said passed through Evil Overlord Filter]” formulation. Never mind. I’m cured now. I do not wish to sound like this:
Perhaps he wants to quiet me because I threaten his status as a wealthy, privately educated, white male.
And perhaps he doesn’t. A not unreasonable assumption given that he never said a word about “quieting” you, both of you are equally white, and you are much richer than he is. That speculation all came out of your own pretty little cis-privileged head, protest princess who makes things up. Why this need to pretend you are persecuted? At least the other Princess Charlotte has an excuse for acting like a baby. By the way, I would not normally have thought it becoming to mention your racial, heteronormative and wealth privilege, only you seem to think it’s important to insert a checklist of these things for anyone you criticise, so I thought it best to defer to your preferences.
Yes, repealing the Married Women’s Property Act of 1870 is my main aim – I work on it every day before feeding the werewolves on my country estate.
The Welsh NHS?
The young lady (how patronising of me to use that form of language) seems to be unaware that the Labour party (not the Conservative party) had been in charge of the Welsh NHS – for years.
Indeed the last time the Conservative Party was in charge of the NHS in Wales was in 1997.
A “fairer society”.
I can help!
This young lady is rich, and I am poor.
She can split her money and give half to me…
No? Will not do that?
Well then shut your cake hole about a “fairer society” young Charlotte.
A Champagne Socialist is a Socialist in the happy position of having more of their own money than sense.
All socialists hate the fact that they are not the dictator, that they are not fawned on, listened to, followed and obeyed, as they decide what is ‘good’ and permissible and what is ‘bad’ and forbidden. They may not realise this, but that it why they are so angry all of the time.
Must admit, it’s really rather satisfying to see the Left and their rich luvvie acolytes squabbling and squealing over the outcome of the election like a bunch of failed vampires arguing over a used tampon.
I think the word “Schadenfreude” is the one I’m looking for.
Well, after all, to the bien pensant “the consent of the governed” doesn’t actually imply that the governed have any business suggesting what it is they’re consenting to. It’s more a matter of not fighting the Borg.
Well if he doesn’t, I bloody well do. STFU you gormless bint.
It’s okay for Charlotte Church to denigrate the electorate, but not okay for the electorate to denigrate her. Got it.
“At least the other Princess Charlotte has an excuse for acting like a baby.”
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Perhaps those who get fame and fortune as a gift they never did anything for could stop now and then and give thanks to the God from whom the gift came. And perhaps they could ponder how they are no different from any other Welsh village girl who wins life’s lottery. And perhaps she could also give thanks for those who make all the social programs and glittering amenities possible. And reflect that those who produce more than beautiful sounds are being forced at the point of a gun to suffer the fatuous politicians that she thinks are so wonderful.
“gormless bint.”
That’s one of the reasons I so enjoy Samizdata. Where else am I going to find incomprehensible invective like that? Sent me scurrying to Google.
Laird, you may have already discovered this, but “bint” is Arabic for “girl”. My late father-in-law who did some of his National Service in the Canal Zone (Suez, not Panama!) was the first person I heard using this word.
So… she lost. She lost HARD. The more effort she put into it, the less result she got.
Why would anyone want to oppose her, again? Shit, put that gal on the telly!
…with my baja-sporting friends…
In case anyone is wondering what the hell a baja is, the explanation is here.
And pictures are here.
Allow me to recommend Simon Just’s comment on the topic of Charlotte Church here đ
Charlotte Church is a perfect example of what Ayn Rand called “the anti-conceptual mentality,” a mentality which decided, at an early stage in its development, that it knows best and need look no further, taking most things as self-evident, and irreducible primaries.
If you asked her what she actually meant by “fairer,” or “privilege,” things which she evidently finds important or unimportant depending on whether or not they apply to her, you would receive a blank stare.
“Surely,” Church would say, “everyone knows what these things are?”
Everyone agrees what constitutes “fairness”- just ask Owen Jones: it means being nice and kind and generous and helpful to the poor and underprivileged. It means supporting socialised medicine and opposing “austerity” and cuts to “social services.” Most of all it means not being like UKIP and the Tories.
But these are not arguments. They are mere opinions and if asked her to justify these opinions, if you asked her provide some arguments using clearly defined terms showing a logical relationship between one idea and the next, she would fall silent and you would be shocked by the number of questions it had never occurred to her to ask.
All Church knows or understands is an indiscriminate accumulation of sundry events, random instances, and fading memories with no connection between them other than the glue of her personal feelings and the assumed approval those who “feel like” her.
– Ayn Rand, âThe Age of Envy,â Return of the Primitive: The Anti-Industrial Revolution, 177
“I must admit. Then she goes into the pouty whinge-n-smear mode that has become so prevalent among modern feminists that they probably no longer know they are doing it.”
Unrealized micro-aggression!
Perhaps she’s envious that she’s metaphorically penis-challenged?
REMEMBER: Social Justice Warriors ALWAYS lie!
May I recommend this article to understand the way the “progressive” mind works?
http://thepeoplescube.com/peoples-blog/rules-of-logic-reason-and-debate-for-radicals-t16276.html
Note it is a satirical blog and the comments are pure 100% vitamin enriched gold too.
Paul, she probably gets thousands of begging letters every day, so yours might be lost in the mountain of mail she must read through. no doubt your fair share of her unjust fortune will get to you someday.
Speeches like hers are the perfect reason why we should teach and preach karma and reincarnation- even if you don’t think it is true, it will stop idiots from claiming that the Universe needs a dose of Social Justice! Just convince them that their talent or looks are justified, and they’ll be immune to people who want to overthrow the system!
PST, Good gad! Are those things still around? They were in vogue here for a couple of years about 20 or 25 years ago.
They were made of rather stiff, thick cotton. A little heavy, and not all that warm.
And were known to one and all as “rugs.” :>)
@Natalie: your last sentence. Genius. Thank you.
“My only motivation for attending was to try to make a difference; to further political discourse in my community; to draw attention to a cause that is more than valid, it is vital.”
This is an obvious lie. Does she imagine that people are going to see her protesting and suddenly start voting the way she wants them to? Of course not.
It’s self-aggrandisement.
Ooooo! I would be hard to understate the ‘epic’ of that đ
Well over in Burundi that classic feature of 1960s/1970s Third World craphole politics, a “National Salvation Committee” has been formed by a very modern Major-General Godefroid Niyombareh, who is apparently concerned about President Nkurunziza seeking a third term.
That’s the traditional way to get upset about elections, stop them happening.