Monday, 31 August 2009
carnival curfew: an early bedtime for multiculturalism
last year: police cut off the carnival music at 8pm and provoked a riot in notting hill.
this year: aside from advance-raids on the homes of carnival-goers who meet with their disapproval, the police are ensuring their revenge by stopping the parade at 6.30pm, in the shameless hope of provoking even greater civil disturbance - which will ultimately give the metropolitan police 'just cause' for closing the notting hill carnival down for good...
...and then we would witness the inevitable evolution of the illegal carnival - attendance at which would amount to a far more blatant political statement than participation in the current carnival, which, in connivance with a compromised community, is controlled and organised by a repressive police authority...well...6.30pm finish?...can't be a black people's party, can it? that's even a bit early for white people...
and where is trevor phillips* whilst his friends in scotland yard are cracking down on carnival with a horde of mounted troops that would have been the envy of genghis khan? he's sitting on his hands - when, by rights, he should be co-ordinating dawn busts on potentially pernicious and subversive promenaders ahead of their empirically british 'last night' at albert hall.
but fair play to him - trevor phillips is making a fine job of monitoring the content of this very blog thanks to his obama-backing, phone-bugging, pc-hacking, islamophobic associates in the guido fawkes hinterland.
*head of the equality and human rights commission
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3 comments:
in fact, i am not a big obama fan. i am fucking pissed that jammy-lammy got to meet him first - and i am even more fucking pissed that there's no chance of yours fucking truly becoming prime minister in this racist shite-hole of a labour party this side of eternity. and on top of all that, obama only got where he is today because of a whacking great white-middle-class-guilt-trip - which, funnily enough, is what pays my wages too. obama will never abolish racism, never ever, just you mark my words - well hopefully not...or i'll be out of a job.
it's a shame about trevor phillips...really...he's not afraid to speak his mind and sometimes touches on some good interesting common-sense points, but always seems to end up giving ammunition to the white racists, who use it against the black racists, who, in turn, then give him a jolly good kicking. tough job being in charge of race relations.
i remember, once, having to defend the poor bugger against lee van jasper when he (sir trev) justified the term 'coloured' as a generational idiosyncracy - which it undoubtedly is. after all, if you're going to stick a label on people, it hardly seems to matter what you write on the ticket, as long as it is understood. then there was the famous 'sleep-walking into segregation' - which rather pandered to the whims of the anti-muslim population in this country, who see it as the duty of every immigrant to integrate with british people on whatever terms, and to whatever degree, the individual briton may care to dictate, without any reference to reason. sir trev obviously failed to notice that communities always have and always will be segregated to some extent and that this is largely a matter of common consent. how he thinks he will ever fully integrate different cultures into a uniform britishness i honestly don't know? but the man's obviously well committed to his job, and will not tire of it until the day he succeeds...
15:45
oh...what a complete and utter farce my job really is: white people certainly don't believe in equality, and black people definitely don't believe in equality, until they come to this country, of course, and see how the lie of the land is tilted right up against them - then they become born-again believers, immersing themselves in the religion of egalitarianism with a faith so strong that it has formed the very bedrock upon which western socialism is founded. the trouble is: white people don't bother going to church.
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