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Cluster index: Michael Blackburn

Facing the future – in the dark.

Michael Blackburn: ‘In its eagerness to fulfill EU directives the British state will be closing down a number of coal-fired power stations before it has worked out how to replace their output. Sticking up wind farms on every available acre of the land will not be enough.’

Ice cream, prostitutes and pensions – do try to keep up.

Michael Blackburn: ‘…in the meantime a big charity that relies as much on state funding as on voluntary public donations has reminded us that ten out of every nine children in the UK are living in poverty and something must be done so they’ve launched a campaign to raise a few grand to solve the problem as well as calling for some “predistribution” to make us all more equal and…’

The Coolest.President.Ever.

Michael Blackburn: ‘Nothing cracks. No quivering lips. No emotion. He plays it like he’s ordering burgers and French fries in a suburban drive-through. This is everyday stuff to an important guy like himself. When he’s finished he folds up his papers and strides out all determined and statesman-like. Done. No questions for the Pres. No need. Too cool for that.’

Miliband and the wonks’ bauble.

I SEE THAT someone has handed Ed Miliband a wonk’s bauble in the form of an idea called “predistribution”, which he duly paraded in public as this week’s marvel. He’s a bit short on saying what predistribution is, except that it will offer workers a “top-up to their wages” and deliver them more skills. It […]

Teaching ’emotive and controversial history’ in Britain.

Michael Blackburn: ‘Now when sensitivity needs to be shown there has to be someone endued with such an excess of it they‘re deemed to require special treatment. In the gulag of post-Christian white liberal guilt you can guess through which minefields of sensitivity we are now tiptoeing.’

The second life in England.

Michael Blackburn: ‘Walsingham is not stuck in a sentimental time-warp, but it does have an air of genteel untidiness and unkemptness: little lanes and passages lead to empty buildings, hollyhocks and various weeds grow in abundance, windows and doorframes could do with a good scrape and a bit of fresh paint.’

Fascists in pink jackboots.

At the heart of this minor clash between two opposing views on sexuality, religion and marriage lies a profoundly important idea about liberty. Progressives deliberately conflate disapproval with intolerance. In their world-view that which is disapproved of cannot be tolerated. The essence of liberty – of thought, speech and religion – is that one may tolerate something of which one disapproves. In the words of Milton, it’s that “many be tolerated rather than all compelled”.

Men of the People in shirtsleeves and rain.

Michael Blackburn: Politicians are all happy to treat us as children or simpletons: “Ooh look, kiddies, here’s Dave riding to his very important job on a bike. He really cares about the environment.”; or “yes, he knows about ordinary grub, he had a pasty in Leeds railway station once. A large one. What a piggy.”

Weasel words and pixie dust.

Hence my annoyance when some pontificating clown was talking on TV about “modernising” the House of Lords, smirking at his own zeitgeistiness that since this is now the twenty-first century we ought to have a democratic, ie elected, second chamber because that would be modern. And yes, it was a Liberal Democrat.

The road to serfdom is paved by idiots.

So it is that little by little our freedoms and privacy are being sliced away. Nothing is to be outside the scope of the state, not even our dullest email or most inconsequential phone call. And the government expects us to indulge them in their righteous fantasy that all will be for the best.

It’s ‘no go’ to the British republic.

Michael Blackburn: The prospect of no real change topped off with an elected head of state in the figure of some self-important ex-politician and a revamped House of Lords equally stuffed with elected party goons is not appealing. Sometimes acquiescing in the status quo is not just the easiest but the most sensible thing to do. Long may the republic remain a distant dream of the bilious few.