Thursday, June 08, 2006

In The House, And Out Of His Mind

The Chocolate Orange Inspector has identified an enemy even more dangerous than confectionary: rap music. At least that makes more sense than blaming W H Smith for the number of fat people out there – just not that much more.

I think it was Robert Bork who said that the pornographic society was not one with a lot of porn, so much as one which accepted the concepts of human sexuality on which porn was based. So it is with rap. The problem is not so much that a bunch of idiots have got filthy stinking rich penning sub-literate rubbish about killing cops and raping women, it’s that huge swathes of people who should know better have bought into the concepts underlying rap. Heavily-armed idiots as exemplars of black authenticity. Insane violence as evidence of deep political thought. Sadistic mayhem as a perfectly reasonable response to the slightest frustration. Criminals as social commentators. It’s not that some moron buried under ten tonne of jewelry believes this, it’s that people like judges, politicians and the BBC all appear to believe the same.

For evidence of just how deep the poison flows, consider the response of a Liberal charity worker to an epidemic of gang rapes which mean that black women are three times more likely than others to be raped, and black males aged between 10 and 17 are eight and a half times more likely to be charged with rape:

“You have to ask - is it because the black community is the most marginalised
and pressurised, and does that lead to emotional consequences?”

No, no – really you don’t have to ask, not if you’ve developed any sense of morals at all. To use a Steynism, I’m not sure at what point lack of civilisational self-confidence becomes pathological, but giving tax breaks, and quite possibly tax payers money, to people who all but describe rapists as Martin Luther Kings for the new millennium is certainly past that point (although we must, of course, remember the famous ‘Gangbang At Selma’).

See, that’s the whole problem with the Cameroonatics. They have to come up with these insanely superficial gestures because any attempt at a more reasoned argument would leave them no choice but to address the central issue of the age, the culture war, the one thing Cameron will not even acknowledge. This isn’t the type of problem that’s going to be solved by changing Radio 1’s playlist.

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