Winning the Identity Sweepstakes, and Losing It

Professor Lipscomb

Professor Suzannah Lipscomb of  the University of Roehampton recently wrote:

Fed up with women’s lib being thrust at the public.’ This was a comment by a visitor to the We Are Bess exhibition at the National Trust’s Hardwick Hall, for which I was creative director and which I’ve mentioned before in this column. This rather curmudgeonly view is not shared by many: the vast majority of visitors have enjoyed it, thought it ‘interesting’, ‘moving’, ‘engaging’, ‘uplifting’; some 77 per cent so far say they would recommend the exhibition to others and 91 per cent feel that they learnt something new about the past or present. Many were delighted that the Trust had staged such a contemporary exhibition, which felt relevant and resonated with current issues. But this lone comment has stayed with me because it tells us something about the zeitgeist: both that ‘women’s lib’ or – more accurately – women’s achievements and lives – are something that many people are now interested in and that, for some, this feels like the lives of the other half are being ‘thrust’ upon them.

Read it all here, but it pretty much looks to me like some combination of virtue signaling and identity politics, not to mention generic whingeing. Not unusual in academia of course, and even less unusual amongst women on the BBC. In any case, most of the Britons I know, are completely fed up with the National Trust for its pandering to the SJWs, as indeed I would be as well. PC run amok, most of them say. Not as bad as the BBC, but working on it.

Jonathon Pearce quotes on Samizdata, Mohamed Ali, on Quillette:

“The dangerous and sectarian practice of prescriptive racialism is an outgrowth of an insistence that we think of people not as individuals but as representatives of groups — we speak of “the Arab experience” as if it were a uniform phenomenon. In a world in which groups are considered more important than people, it was inevitable that we would forfeit the ability to think in terms of unique human beings, each of whom may fall into several categories, but who are ultimately self-made characters. We should remember that the important features of an individual are what they choose to be and not the identities they happen to have inherited.”

That is always the problem with trying to figure out groups, other than perhaps self-selected groups, such as perhaps SAS troopers, the commonality of experience is lacking. I like Professor Lipscomb and I like her work, but I wonder if a contemporary London based female historian has that much in common with Tudor women, let alone the victims of Jack the Ripper. Sure she probably has more in common with them than I do, at least anatomically, but I suspect each of the three sees the world quite differently, as indeed I do. We can and should try to overcome that and have empathy for all actors, but it is not the easiest thing to do.,

R.S. McCain has a question. Here’s the background.

The man accused of kidnapping and murdering a woman who got into his car thinking it was her Uber ride had activated the child locks in his backseat so the doors could be opened only from the outside, police in South Carolina revealed.
Nathaniel David Rowland , 24, was charged Saturday in the death of 21-year-old Samantha Josephson, a University of South Carolina student from Robbinsville, New Jersey. Rowland decided not to appear at a hearing in Richland County jail Sunday.
Rowland is charged with kidnapping and murder, Columbia Police Chief Skip Holbrook said. . . .
Investigators would not say what they thought Rowland did to Josephson from the time she got into his black Chevrolet Impala in Columbia’s Five Points entertainment district around 1:30 a.m. Friday until her body was dumped in woods off a dirt road in Clarendon County about 65 miles away.

Not all that often that the police are all that reticent about what was done to a crime victim, in my experience, and that leads to the question. Why are the feminists not raising even more noise about this undoubted victim, than about Creepy Uncle Joe being a bit touchy-feely for the last two score years without complaint? Here is a picture of the victim and the alleged perp, see if you can figure it out.

See how these three sort of disparate stories connect? In all three, people are not paying attention to individuals but only members of the various groups. Why on earth should we feel more sympathy for the victims of a nineteenth-century murderer in London than for a twenty-first-century victim of a murderer in Columbia, South Caroline, let alone a bunch of Tudor women who may (or may not) have gotten all the respect the deserved, documented for historians convenience, or not.

As we keep saying there is little new under the sun, back in 1909 Rudyard Kipling had some thoughts in A City of Brass that seem to be spot on to the whole mess.

In a land that the sand overlays – the ways to her gates are untrod –
A multitude ended their days whose gates were made splendid by God,
Till they grew drunk and were smitten with madness and went to their fall,
And of these is a story written: but Allah Alone knoweth all!

When the wine stirred in their heart their bosoms dilated.
They rose to suppose themselves kings over all things created –
To decree a new earth at a birth without labour or sorrow –
To declare: “We prepare it to-day and inherit to-morrow.”
They chose themselves prophets and priests of minute understanding,
Men swift to see done, and outrun, their extremest commanding –
Of the tribe which describe with a jibe the perversions of Justice –
Panders avowed to the crowd whatsoever its lust is.

Swiftly these pulled down the walls that their fathers had made them –
The impregnable ramparts of old, they razed and relaid them
As playgrounds of pleasure and leisure, with limitless entries, 
And havens of rest for the wastrels where once walked the sentries;
And because there was need of more pay for the shouters and marchers,
They disbanded in face of their foemen their yeomen and archers.
They replied to their well-wishers’ fears – to their enemies laughter,
Saying: “Peace! We have fashioned a God Which shall save us hereafter.
We ascribe all dominion to man in his factions conferring,
And have given to numbers the Name of the Wisdom unerring.”

They said: “Who has hate in his soul? Who has envied his neighbour?
Let him arise and control both that man and his labour.”
They said: “Who is eaten by sloth? Whose unthrift has destroyed him?
He shall levy a tribute from all because none have employed him.”
They said: “Who hath toiled, who hath striven, and gathered possession?
Let him be spoiled. He hath given full proof of transgression.”
They said: “Who is irked by the Law? Though we may not remove it.
If he lend us his aid in this raid, we will set him above it!
So the robber did judgment again upon such as displeased him,
The slayer, too, boasted his slain, and the judges released him.

As for their kinsmen far off, on the skirts of the nation,
They harried all earth to make sure none escaped reprobation.
They awakened unrest for a jest in their newly-won borders,
And jeered at the blood of their brethren betrayed by their orders.
They instructed the ruled to rebel, their rulers to aid them;
And, since such as obeyed them not fell, their Viceroys obeyed them.
When the riotous set them at naught they said: “Praise the upheaval!
For the show and the world and the thought of Dominion is evil!”
They unwound and flung from them with rage, as a rag that defied them,
The imperial gains of the age which their forefathers piled them.
They ran panting in haste to lay waste and embitter for ever 
The wellsprings of Wisdom and Strengths which are Faith and Endeavour.
They nosed out and digged up and dragged forth and exposed to derision
All doctrine of purpose and worth and restraint and prevision:

And it ceased, and God granted them all things for which they had striven,
And the heart of a beast in the place of a man’s heart was given. .

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8 Responses to Winning the Identity Sweepstakes, and Losing It

  1. Nicholas says:

    Truly, we are reverting to savagery as the poem asserts. Such madness everywhere – no good can come of it.

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  2. the unit says:

    Alas or something, have you ever been too tired to read, even here at NEO?
    That’s me, today.
    Sold a 26 year old duelly and a boat that I be original owne ofr & bought new 47 years ago, boat went for a $1 along with the truck. $2499 and $1 for the boat. County tax collector didn’t like it too much.
    Got confirmed title transfer.
    Had to be a democrat purchaser that took the art of the deal. 🙂
    Just mellow this evening. Winning!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. the unit says:

    Er, now after my pre-slumber nap and read. Maybe Kipling poem could’ve been foreword pages to ‘1984’? 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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