When you look in the dictionary under the word “airhead,” you won’t find a photograph of the Guardian writer Zoe Williams. But there should be one. If the right-wing Ann Coulter is the witty, insightful, tough-minded exception to the rule of female punditry, then the left-wing Williams is the vapid, conformist, slush-brained quintessence. On the rare occasions I read anything by Williams, I always find one question hammering urgently in my brain: “Does she get paid for this?”
Well, yes, she does. She gets paid a lot. That’s how she funds her comfortable, bourgeois and very White existence, far from the brown-skinned rape-gangs and black-skinned acid-throwers with whom leftists like her have enriched the lives of working-class Whites. In May 2022 that urgent question hammered again in my brain, because another of those rare occasions arrived and I read something by Williams. She was at her slush-brained best, celebrating the herd-think of the Hive-Mind as she described her attendance at the Bath festival of books:
I’m sure rightwingers read books. But you’ll never meet one at a literary festival
… There is one specific thing I love about book festivals. It’s a convention that you have to spend the first five or even 10 minutes pretending to think the audience are politically neutral. You enter into the charade of thinking these are just regular, respectable people, who may disagree with the government but equally, may agree with it; they may be remainers, they may be leavers; they may be left, they may be right. Just think of them as shareholders, except instead of buying shares, they buy books.
Yet this is the absolute opposite of the truth. You will never meet a group of people more consistent in their views, and not because most of them also go to the same pilates class. Every man jack of them voted remain, and they are considerably more leftwing than those at any meeting of any political party. … The audience absolutely hate being politically misidentified, and they spend those first 10 minutes desperately signalling, with spontaneous clapping and foot-stamping, to indicate that nobody hates the government more than they. …
The atmosphere, it probably goes without saying, is electrifying. (I’m sure rightwingers read books. But you’ll never meet one at a literary festival, The Guardian, 17th May 2022)
Yes indeed, for Guardianistas, it probably does go without saying that it’s “electrifying” to be part of a mass display of leftist narcissism, conformism and virtue-signalling. But in fact, there were two very important and interesting political questions in that article. True to form, Zoe Williams never realized that they were there and never explicitly addressed them. The first question is this: How could the slush-brained Williams be sure that “every man jack” of the attendees was as hummingly hive-minded as she is? She couldn’t, of course. Although Western leftists long to realize Orwell’s dystopian nightmares and directly monitor the brain for crime-think, they can’t actually do that yet. Like the securicrat goons of North Korea, all they can go on is outward behavior.
BLM is a cretinous protection-racket
But Williams didn’t consider any possible mismatch between outward behavior and inward opinion at the literary festival. She never asked herself if there might be crime-thinkers in that “desperately signalling,” “spontaneous[ly] clapping and foot-stamping” crowd. She never saw an uncomfortable parallel with the torrential applause that “spontaneously” greets the speeches of tyrants like Stalin, with every member of the audience fearful to be the first to stop clapping. She’s an airhead and she didn’t wonder why the crowds at leftist lit-festivals “absolutely hate being politically misidentified.”
But just ask yourself what would happen if someone at such a festival admitted to voting for Brexit. Or if someone pointed out, with full facts and figures, that Black Lives Matter (BLM) is a cretinous protection-racket that has brought about a massive increase in the murder of Blacks by other Blacks. Obviously, that crime-thinker would be punished with immediate loss of reputation and livelihood. If you hum with the Hive-Mind, all’s well. If you break from the Hive-Mind, you’ll be severely stung. But Zoe Williams finds it “electrifying” to attend a lit-festival where any possible dissidents would be frightened, with very good reason, to express a heterodox opinion.
Suppressing facts, silencing dissent
Now let’s address the second important topic in Williams’ article and suppose that she was entirely right about the conformism of the crowd. “Every man jack” of the attendees was indeed as hummingly hive-minded as she is. But would that be a good thing? Has any ideology ever been entirely right in every way? Have left-wingers absolutely nothing to learn from right-wingers and absolutely nothing to gain from debate and dissent? Zoe Williams and similar airheads apparently think so. As the Hive-Mind hums, so hum they.
But the leftist herd-think of lit-festivals isn’t a good thing, of course. Leftists aren’t infallible or omniscient, but that’s precisely why they are so eager to suppress inconvenient facts and silence dissident voices. The IngSoc — “English Socialism” — of Orwell’s Nineteen Eighty-Four (1949) had achieved the leftist ideal and was able to control and alter the minutest details of “every kind of literature or documentation which might conceivably hold any political or ideological significance.” As Orwell ironically notes: “Day by day and almost minute by minute the past was brought up to date.”
Horror and hyperbole
Leftists like Zoe Williams can’t re-write reality like that. Not yet, at least. But they can ignore reality and “electrify” themselves by humming with the Hive-Mind. As I’ve often said before, leftists are not interested in truth, but in power. They don’t want to help the oppressed, but to feed their own narcissism. And here’s another female leftist heaping up a humming helping of narcissism for herself on the Guardian letters-page. First she expresses her horror, then she activates her hyperbole:
Rosie Harvey-Coggins was horrified by one of the Guardian’s dining across the divide conversations
I usually enjoy the debate between the two different viewpoints in your “Dining across the divide” feature, but I was horrified last week (19 May) to see that you had effectively sent a black woman to explain colonial history to a white man.
This should not be done through the unpaid labour of black women. Asking them to do this is to ask them to relive every moment of fear, pain and outrage they have experienced throughout history. Black women face discrimination and systemic racism throughout their daily lives.
I think it would have been a better idea just to send him home with a copy of the book Why I’m No Longer Talking to White People About Race by Reni Eddo-Lodge, and let him do the work.
Rosie Harvey-Coggins, Lichfield, Staffordshire (A black woman should not have to explain colonial history to a white man, The Guardian, 27th May 2022)
If you read the episode that so horrified Rosie, you’ll discover that the “divide” was between two leftists: a stale pale male (SPM) called Kieran and a vibrant Black female (VBF) called Marcia. Very bravely, the SPM dared to wonder whether the VBF had an entirely secure grasp of reality when it came to mass immigration. She wanted Blacks like herself to keep flooding into Britain; he wondered whether this would be as wonderful in practice as it was in principle: “The problem is, you can’t just magic up the infrastructure necessary to support 250,000 people a year. It felt a bit like Marcia thought it would just happen.”
In response, the VBF said “the NHS [National Health Service] would never have got off the ground without immigration, and it would collapse tomorrow if all foreign-born workers left.” She’s perfectly right: it would indeed collapse. But only in the sense that an old house would collapse if you removed all the decaying wood and crumbling brick. As Andrew Joyce and others have pointed out at the Occidental Observer, non-White staff in the NHS are much more likely to be incompetent and to commit malpractice and crime. If the NHS were entirely staffed by British Whites, it would be a far better organization. The SPM in the “Dining across the divide” feature didn’t dare to point that out, but his mild dissent still “horrified” Rosie Harvey-Coggins of Lichfield in Staffordshire.
As you might expect from a name like that, Rosie Harvey-Coggins isn’t Black herself. In fact, her details are easy to find online. She’s a blonde White activist in the Labour party. But I’ve concealed her face in the images above because, unlike leftists, I don’t believe that people who express opinions contrary to mine should be harmed or harassed. The Guardian writer Marina Hyde once gloated on the radio about the savage murder of the South African far-right leader Eugene Terre’Blanche. I’m sure that Marina Hyde, Zoe Williams and Rosie Harvey-Coggins would be happy if I too were chopped up with machetes for my racist beliefs.
Insanity + dishonesty = leftism
But I wish them no harm in return for their leftist beliefs. In fact, I’m delighted to hear the opinions of leftists like Zoe and Rosie. After all, I find those opinions highly entertaining in their vapidity and conformism. I also find them psychologically fascinating. Does Rosie, for example, genuinely believe that mild dissent by stale pale males causes vibrant Black females “to relive every moment of fear, pain and outrage they have experienced throughout history”?
If Rosie does believe that, she’s insane. If she doesn’t believe that, she’s dishonest. But insanity and dishonesty aren’t mutually exclusive, of course. Leftism has happily combined the two for centuries. In Rosie’s case, however, I’m happy to accept that the dishonesty outweighs the insanity. She doesn’t genuinely believe her own hyperbole: she’s just virtue-signalling, expressing an opinion that feeds her narcissism and hums with the Hive-Mind.
Whiteness is Theft
If she were insane, on the other hand, she would translate rhetoric into action and give up the comfortable, bourgeois and very White existence she shares with Zoe Williams and countless other leftists. After all, according to Critical Race Theory, all White wealth and achievement are based on theft from Peoples of Color. So Rosie Harvey-Coggins shouldn’t be feeding that little white dog of hers with stolen White money: she should be funding the education of a little Black genius in Somalia or Zimbabwe or Haiti. She shouldn’t be taking expensive holidays in very pale places like Iceland: she should living on the brink of destitution, donating her stolen White money to pro-Black causes like BLM and to VBFs like Reni Eddo-Lodge, the acutely insightful author of Why I’m No Longer Talking to White People About Race (2017).
And why is Reni Eddo-Lodge “no longer talking to white people about race”? It’s simple. She doesn’t talk to them because she has the Truth about Blackness, knows exactly how White racism explains all Black failure, and can no longer tolerate any dissent by Whites. And she’s quite right, according to deluded White leftists like Rosie Harvey-Coggins. That’s why Rosie was “horrified” to see a stale pale male dissenting from the wisdom of a vibrant Black female.
Reality doesn’t interest the Hive-Mind
But was Rosie “horrified” by the rape-gangs of Rotherham? I’m sure she wasn’t. Rosie is a prime example of the bourgeois takeover of the Labour party and its betrayal of the White working-class. People like her have staffed the Labour councils in Rotherham and Rochdale and Manchester and Birmingham and many other British towns and cities, where dark-skinned rape-gangs have flourished for so long. White leftists feed their narcissism by rhetoric about rape, not by accepting the reality that rape is committed much more and in much worse ways by non-Whites. Reality doesn’t interest the Hive-Mind and Rosie Harvey-Coggins, like Zoe Williams, is a heroine of the Hive-Mind.
And yes, I said above that I wish no harm to such heroines of the Hive-Mind. But I need to qualify that. I would like Rosie and Zoe to live for a time in a leftist paradise where Blacks are in charge and Whites are a powerless minority, stripped at last of their undeserved wealth and privilege, unable to visit “fear, pain and outrage” on Blacks and to maintain the “systemic racism” with which they crippled Black lives and suppressed Black genius for so long. How would White women like Rosie and Zoe fare in that Black-ruled leftopia? After all, it’s the world they’re both working hard to create. But I suspect that if they experienced it for real, they would soon be begging for a return to “systemic racism” and “white supremacy.”