I love it when people call me a fascist. It means I’m doing my job, pissing them off. I love when they call me a communist bastard for the same reason. I especially love it when they call me a liberal, as if that was an insult. Why on earth would that be a bad thing?
Yes, I am a liberal. I’m more than happy to let you live your life any way you wish, provided it doesn’t interfere with mine. I’m pro-choice, pro-divorce, pro-gay marriage. I believe the vulnerable in society should be protected. I’m fervently pro-union and I think every worker has the right to protect his standards of employment by strike action.
On the other hand, I’m against oppressive power-blocs like the Catholic church taking over education or healthcare and I’ve fought against this all my life. I’m against rich people controlling what we used to call our republic. I’m against priviliged elites in medicine and the law creaming off the wealth of the nation. I’m against Fingleton getting his million-euro payoff after helping to bankrupt the country. I’m against the bank bailout.
If you don’t believe me, just read some of the 3.500 posts on this site. But yet, if I dare to criticise some unemployed person who happens to be riding the system, I’m a fascist. Simple as that. I’m a fascist because, being part of the elite, I can never understand what people must do to survive. Some idiot will look up page 84 of the Agit-Prop handbook and pull out a random insult, but even that is fair enough. I can live with insults.
What I can not live with is stupidity of the sort I experienced on this recent thread, with idiots inventing things I never said and attacking me for them. I’m convinced that many people are simply unable to think, but if that’s the case, they should consider not talking.
All right. I admit it. I am prejudiced, but my prejudice is against PC fools who damage the cause of social justice by believing uncritically the ludicrous hard-luck stories of every chancer they stumble across. This is not a good thing for the rights of those who are genuinely in need. People in genuine need can see through spurious claims, but isn’t it amazing that the comfortably-off PC lecturati are so blind?
I think the explanation is obvious. Without poor people to patronise, they’d have no reason to feel important.