World in Motion
A lot happened last week, too much to write about because what happened was so disturbingly and horrifically overwhelming. I’m talking of course about
Amy Winehouse Norway. I didn’t write an article last week because the flippancy of this column would have been an insult to all those who had died, whilst avoiding the subject all together would also have been grossly inappropriate. So I chose to keep my drunken mouth shut and hold off for a few days.
As the dust has somewhat settled astonishing accusations and details have come to light, such as Breivik’s extensive links to other European far right groups like the world famous BNP. The weirdest accusations of all came not from the press but from pioneer of the Norweigan Black Metal scene, ultra nationalist, conspiracy theorist and (drum roll please) murderer; Burzum (aka Varg Vikernes). He suggests that Anders Behring Breivik’s killing spree was part of a wider Jewish conspiracy. It doesn’t take a mensa member to tell you that Burzum’s writings are those of a dangerously unhinged neo-nazi, for example, “Whether the Jews created Islam too, or whether they just saw an opportunity coming when it was created is not known.” Long story short, Burzum suggests that Anders Behring Breivik can’t be a true nationalist because he is a Free Mason (Jew), Christian (Jew) and in his own words, “Many argue that Mr. Breivik was in fact executing orders from Mossad, to punish the Palestine-loving Marxist-governed Norway, but first and foremost to create a false banner for misinformed right-wing extremists to unite under, and that what he was doing was a “false flag” operation“*, in other words a Jew.
Ignoring Burzum’s neo-nazi ravings he actually raises a very pertinent point, Breivik’s idea of uniting right-wing extremists and having them rise up in a war against immigrants and the dilution of the indigenous gene pool has literally blown up in his face with the far right desperately grasping to find excuses for why they ever gave him the time of day in the first place. If anything his actions are more likely to disenfranchise those more moderate but still extreme right wing sympathisers and associates. The BNP have spent the best part of a decade cultivating a more mainstream image in order to attract more moderate support which has seen them use more saleable terms, “instead of talking about racial purity you talk about identity” but the ideology is always the same, “every last one must go”. So when you watch the news and there is someone attempting to explain away a dinner they had with Brievik and how they are disgusted with what he did, you know that just under the surface they actually agreed with what he stood for and very possibly the execution of his values. Everyone has been quick to label Breikvik a psychopath, but his actions were meticulously planned out and steeped in ideology, a white Jihad of sorts. It is far more disturbing, and perhaps more frightening, to think of him in these terms because it suggests reason and therefore more like him, which he assures us there are. But who would take the world of a psychopath who indiscriminately shoots children at a holiday camp?
The attack in Norway was one of the worst right-wing atrocities in Europe since the Second World War, resulting in at least 76 deaths, it rightly warranted an international public outpouring of grief however, this paled in comparison to what was about to happen at 5pm on Saturday evening when the news of one junked out waster kicking the bucket began to spread. The entirity of the internet erupted in grief and inexplicable shock when the entirely logical and eventual end came to Britain’s most famous drug addict. It would be nice to dwell on the high points of Amy Winehouse’s career but the truth is that, whilst she was exceptionally talented, I don’t feel that she ever had any significant impact and I really believe that my role in this situation is to be the voice of reason, not of compassion. Comparisons are being heaped on in the truckload to Kurt Cobain, Jimi Hendrix, Brian Jones and Jim Morisson, just because she’s dead and 27. But, did she really make that much of an impact? I mean, really? On THAT kind of level? She is the highest charting British female singer in the USA, which seems like a very niche bracket, she was in the press all the time not for her music but for her lifestyle, a lifestyle which caused her career to suffer in a way that the aforementioned genre defining musicians did not. I’m not questioning the validity of her talent, I’m questioning the validity of her legend.
My cynical take on this situation is suicide, with the intent of notoriety through death. A truely awful thing to say, but surely you stopped reading about ten lines ago when I put my hack voice on? No? Well, no matter what position you take it basically boils down to suicide, “live fast, die young, leave a good looking corpse” is what I believe she once said. Well she succeeded absolutely with the first two and then mysteriously surprised the British public by leaving a battered corpse as if it wasn’t the full blown eventuality to the path she had chosen. And this is the crux of the problem with the British obsession with celebrity; it seems to have become something that is little more than the display of how far removed from sanity we have all become. Drugs are the last social woe, we have accepted all other vices, but not drugs, because we know full well that they destroy lives hard and fast, yet we still irrationally plummet into national shock and mourning when one of our most notorious drug addicts dies.
But there is a plus side to her death and I don’t mean that in a “I’m fucking glad the bitch is dead” tone. Seriously. What I mean is that I think it takes a high profile drug death to remind the British public of the absolute stupidity required to use certain types of drugs because we become so wound up on the wild populist ride of tabloid journalism that we divorce the actions from their consequences. I honestly believe that drugs are fantastic, they really are so much fun, but you need to have a certain level of intelligence when using them. As a rule, don’t do smack and don’t do crack unless you want to die alone with a belt around your arm, a mangled brain, trails all over your genitals and hated by all. Do something fun like MDMA because, to my knowledge at least, you can’t form an addiction to it since it stops working after about a week of solid use; you literally run out of serotonin and will have the worst comedown of your life.** Be a user, not an abuser…
The News of the World hackgate scandal lingered on last week although it all seems like a distant memory now. An idiot pied (seriously, a pie? I’d have pushed him down a curb to break a hip or something) Rupert Murdoch effectively making him a marytr to all industrialists everywhere, but it was okay because the idiot got a taste of Wendi Murdoch’s flying fists of fury. Upon closer inspection the whole incident really does look like something orchestrated by the Murdoch camp to disrupt proceedings and generate a bit of undeserved sympathy for the old hack. Prior to that, the Murdoch’s evidence to the public select committee was a largely subdued affair with old man Murdoch apparently playing the dementia card whilst his little bitch boy snaked his way around every single question that came their way, ‘to my knowledge’ at least.
** With great power comes great responsibility so don’t go overboard and actually try that…