The British Left have elected themselves a certified moonbat.
Jeremy Corbyn is the most radical Labour leader in the party’s history. The veteran left-winger does not merely advocate a return to 1970s-style socialism, the re-opening of the mines and nationalisation of all public utilities.Mr Corbyn also opposes Nato, Britain’s nuclear deterrent and any controls on immigration. He refused to support the Falklands War, backed the right of Iraqi insurgents to target British troops and, more recently, has defended Vladimir Putin, ISIS and Palestinian terrorists.
Nothing surprising there. Nor is this, via Ace of Spades:
“At a time of mass income and wealth inequality throughout the world, I am delighted to see that the British Labour Party has elected Jeremy Corbyn as its new leader,” Sanders, a Democratic presidential candidate, said in a statement emailed to The Huffington Post Saturday. “We need leadership in every country in the world which tells the billionaire class that they cannot have it all.”
One of the funniest — by which I mean, “most horrifying” — parts of the current mess is watching The Powers that Be switch sides, with all the obliviousness and snotty sanctimony of junior high girls at cheerleader tryouts. Obama, once the Liberal wet dream, has spent the last seven years making the world safe for Wall Street; while so-called “conservatives” have fallen all over themselves to enable socialized medicine and hush up the Planned Parenthood horrors. Hillary Clinton, supposedly a Democrat, can hardly be bothered to haul out her party’s tired old “friend of the working man” soundbites; she’s an out-n-proud oligarch. Meanwhile, the Conservative Inc. boys are all following the playbook of an out-n-proud oligarch, Mitt Romney, and running as big-government technocrats.
Whatever gets the job done, I guess the thinking is.
No matter who wins, The Elite stay in power. I’m starting to realize that we on the “right” — using that term in its broadest sense, i.e. “still marginally tethered to reality” — aren’t the only ones to have noticed that the Elite are all playing for the same team, regardless of nominal party affiliation. And just as our grassroots are lining up behind a wild-eyed radical, so too are the left’s grassroots. In fact, I’m coming to believe, the Left got there first; they deserve a little credit for that.
Let me explain: Back in 2008, I thought Obama was just a fantasy candidate, a combo of BDS and a once-in-a-lifetime chance to finally show Daddy what big girls they were by voting for the black guy. Now I’m thinking they were ahead of the curve — they were protesting against Politics as Usual in the only way they know how, by voting for the most Marxist candidate on offer.
I totally missed that. To be fair, I, like Hannibal Lecter, had… disadvantages. For one thing, I lived in a college town, where more-radical-than-thou posturing is more overt and obnoxious than cheesy pickup lines at a singles’ bar. Back then it was briefly chic to be anti-Obama; he was too “Establishment;” everybody knew the real People’s Candidates were Dennis Kucinich and Bernie Sanders. Living in a college town fooled me in another way, too. Since I was around professor types all the time, I knew one when I saw one, so it didn’t surprise me when Obama turned out to be all talk — profs work incredibly hard crafting their images, but outside of that they’re the laziest critters in captivity. Because talking is the only thing they’re good at, they think that holding a meeting about a problem is the same thing as actually solving the problem.
I thought I saw through the con, in other words. And honestly, I think Obama himself thought of it as a con — he was going to work that cool-professor, International Man of Mystery vibe to trick Dunning-Kruger cases into voting for him. And, of course, it worked, especially on the schooled-past-their-hat-size nimrods who populate college towns.
But the Democratic rank-and-file didn’t see it that way, I’m coming to believe. Rather, I’m starting to think that what we call Bush Derangement Syndrome was in fact the first shot in a culture-wide revolution against Politics as Usual.
Now, I’m not saying that BDS wasn’t ugly and unhinged. But they did have a valid gripe, if you look at it this way: If George W. Bush is what Politics as Usual is going to give us — and it did, twice — then Politics as Usual is irreparably broken.
I know you’re probably already jamming out a caps lock diatribe in the comments right now. But please hear me out. If it helps, pretend we’re talking about some theoretical Candidate X in the mythical realm of Nowheresville. Now, Candidate X famously said “if somebody’s hurting, government has got to move.” Candidate X pushed the expansion of Medicare Part D, a hugely expensive step towards socialized medicine that laid the groundwork for actual socialized medicine under his successor. Candidate X also thought it would be worth zillions in American blood and treasure to “spread democracy,” whatever that means, in a region that has resisted all efforts to raise it out of barbaric tribalism since Pompey Magnus tried it back in the BCs. Candidate X tried his level best to open the country’s borders to all comers. He got Congress to legally decree that henceforth, all American schoolchildren shall be above average, handing the teachers’ unions an even firmer deathgrip on ideological indoctrination and zillions more dollars in the process.
Those are NOT conservative positions, y’all. But — and this is critical — they’re not liberal ones either. Not when you consider the rest of the pacakge. From their perspective, Bushism is a bunch of ok-in-a-vacuum half measures wrapped up in a war-profiteering Evangelical crusade. Imagine you’re a principled liberal — and there were such things, even as late as 2001. Could you possibly accept those half measures, even as a down payment, if they came with all that other stuff? Evidently 54% of your fellow countrymen can, when you stir them up with flag-sucking and NASCAR and good old fashioned xenophobic racism. When the fate of the nation, in other words, hinges on this fucking guy the system can’t be fixed.
So what’s the solution? As we know, our friends on the Left have never been all that comfortable with democracy anyway — as with capitalism, the people stubbornly keep wanting the wrong thing, despite all the Left’s hard work explaining their best interests to them. In those circumstances, if you can’t actually vote for a vohzd, you can at least cast your ballot for a guy who promises to “spread the wealth around” and heal the planet. This is no me-too mediocrity like John Kerry, who was famously for the war before he was against it. Nor is it a wannabe-Evita like Hillary Clinton, who bills herself as some kind of deep-insider technocrat who somehow knows nothing about the government she was a part of (but who does make a mean batch of cookies). Here is an idealist, damn it, a guy too noble and intelligent to get his hands dirty in the rough-and-tumble of politics until the very forces of History summoned him forth. He can quote the Gospel of Marx and teach Constitutional law.
Never mind that Marx and the Constitution are utterly incompatible; that’s a feature, not a bug! That’s about as far from Politics as Usual as it’s possible to get. When you’re trying to break the system, the more impossible a candidate’s promises are, the better! If you really, truly believe that the system is broken, then Cloward-Piven isn’t a cynical campaign strategy, it’s the right thing to do.
Which brings us to this Jeremy Corbyn guy and his American Mini-Me, Bernie Sanders. The results of 70s-style British socialism are not in doubt, any more than the results of Sanders’ Wilsonian socialism are in America. Nobody wants to start nationalizing industries, least of all the uber-rich — who overwhelmingly vote Democrat. The point isn’t the policies, it’s the posture. We’re voting against Politics as Usual, not for anything in particular.
It’s the flipside of Trumpism, in other words. They want a Leninist, not a Populist, but the underlying motivation’s the same — the whole thing’s broke.
If I’m right — that Obama was their Trump, all the way back in 2008 — then one must ask, why didn’t we see this before? For me, at least, the answer, though I’m ashamed to admit it, is what’ I’m going to call (for lack of a better term) “Bush Rangement Syndrome.” Because BDS was so theatrically vile — and because (shameful admission again) their discombobulation was so schadenfreudily delicious — I made the mistake of thinking that if the Left is against it, I’m for it. And since I’ not of the Left, therefore George W. Bush must represent “The Right.” That’s wrong — he’s basically a 19th century Social Gospeller in a cowboy hat — but I couldn’t see it for all the Hitler mustaches and naked protests and whatnot dangling in my face all those years (warning: have eye bleach ready if you click that link).
As incredible as this is to believe, they’ve been the consistent ones all along.*
*Which may explain some cranial non-explosions, eh, Comrade Cognitive Dissonance Czar?