Rod Liddle in this week’s The Spectator points out why it’s a wacky world:
Is your life saturated with racial meaning? The most common answer to this question, when I ask friends and acquaintances, and sometimes people in the street going about their business, is: ‘Your inquiry makes no sense whatsoever. It sounds like the sort of pretentious and thoroughly bogus question dreamed up by some idiotic sociology lecturer in a third-rate polytechnic. Now go away, I have lost my place in the queue at Burger King and will have to wait ages for a bacon double cheeseburger.’
The correct answer, however, is ‘yes’. Our lives are saturated with racial meaning — I have it on good authority. I don’t know what it means, but nonetheless we are all soaking wet with racial meaning, all of us. You especially, probably. This is the view of a man called Dr Ben Pitcher who is — as coincidence would have it — an idiotic sociology lecturer at a third-rate polytechnic. The ‘University’ of Westminster, to be precise, an institution ranked 106th out of the 121 universities in the Sunday Times University Guide, and for sociology ranked 81st out of 89 in the Guardian (which knows a sociologist when it sees one).
Dr Ben has been unpicking the racial subtexts and tropes and memes which infect our lives and, um, saturate us — and of course he has concentrated his attention, as is only right, on the racist excrescence which is Gardeners’ Question Time on BBC Radio 4. This long-running temple of filth must be seen ‘in the context of the rise of racist and fascist parties in Europe’ and indeed ‘the crisis in white identity’. That’s why, you see, those supposedly cosy and genteel old coves on GQT are always telling people to root out invasive alien species from their gardens and fling them on the compost heap or burn them or poison them or something.
Read the whole thing – it’s a real treat.
And here’s the Chronicle of Higher Education on a young woman’s “choice” to enter the porn industry to pay for her college tuition:
Since then, so many students have turned to sex work that it has become a kind of a joke. But Belle Knox is something new: a face of what you might call fourth-wave feminism, a generation of angry young women who have come of age in a pornified, financially devastated century.
Within a few weeks, Knox loudly established herself as a woman who, though “forced” into porn by her parents’ financial downfall, nonetheless loves it. She is a victim of the recession, but not, apparently, of the sex industry.
Like other fourth-wavers, Knox is all about her brand, which she advances via social and legacy media. She is brashly unapologetic about this brand’s embracing all of her roles—porn star, elite-college student, pundit, libertarian, future civil-rights lawyer. But her volume doesn’t mean she is right.
Read the whole sobering article. What are the consequences for a society and culture that embraces this type of behaviour? Would we prefer our porn stars to be exploited rather than empowered? To even ask such a question shows how wacky our world has become.