The truth about Titiana.
Last April, I decided to set up a satirical account on Twitter under the guise of radical intersectionalist poet Titania McGrath. She’s a po-faced young activist who, in spite of her immense privilege, is convinced that she is oppressed. She’s not a direct parody of an existing individual, but anyone who regularly reads opinion columns in the Guardian will be familiar with the type. Given that such individuals are seemingly impervious to reason, and would rather cry ‘bigot’ than engage in serious debate, satire seemed to be the only option.
The obsession with victimhood from predominantly bourgeois political commentators is something I have always found inherently funny. It’s a phenomenon that has been amplified to a great extent by social media. This extremely vocal minority of activists enjoy pontificating to the masses from their online lectern, berating those who fall short of their moral expectations, and endlessly trawling through old tweets in the hope of discovering a misjudged phrase or sentiment that could justify a campaign of public shaming. In their eyes, there is no possibility of redemption. The most vicious remarks you’ll find on social media come from the racist far right and woke intersectionalists. They are two heads of the same chimera.
That last is the first of several dubious assertions in the article; this one I won’t address, having no experience myself with any “racist far right” social-media commentary.
American physicist Steven Weinberg famously remarked that ‘with or without religion, good people can behave well and bad people can do evil; but for good people to do evil – that takes religion’. It makes sense, then, to think of the social-justice movement as a kind of cult. Its members are generally decent people with good intentions. They have an unshakeable certainty that their worldview is correct. They feel the need to proselytise and convert as many of the fallen as possible. And even though they are capable of the most horrendous dehumanising behaviour, they think they are the good guys.
Wrong. “Decent people with good intentions” don’t indulge in “unshakeable certainty that their worldview is correct”; they try to nurture in themselves a modicum of humility, tolerance, and broad-mindedness instead. Nor do they propose to coerce people who don’t share their views into either converting or submitting. They don’t work to instate their dominance by force of law, at the muzzle of the government gun, or denounce all who disagree in the vilest, most threatening terms. They damned sure don’t menace dissenters with direct threats of violence and murder; terrorize their enemies’ spouses and children in their very homes by kicking in their door at 2 AM, or disrupt their lives with screaming, days-long protests on their lawns and porches; contact their employers hoping to wreck their livelihoods; or physically gang-assault them with bike locks and/or other weapons, then run away like the cowards that they are.
The Woke admittedly are delusional enough to believe they are the good guys. But they are very much the opposite—and that definitionally precludes them from being “decent people,” or anything even close.
The problem is compounded because identitarians on both the right and the left typically believe themselves to be the underdogs, and are fuelled by a sense of grievance. In spite of the fact that we have a right-wing government,
Uh huh. Right.
we should be in no doubt that woke politics is culturally dominant. I have previously argued that the notion of political correctness – a broadly agreed social contract that recognises that overt racism, sexism and homophobia are uncivil – is a laudable concept.
Which concept was commonplace among truly decent people long before the term “woke” came along.
Woke ideology has little to do with political correctness.
Sorry, wrong again. Woke ideology has way more than just “little” to do with PC. It’s an extension of it, political correctness spun out to its logical conclusion—the distilled, uncut form of it. The Pure and Blushful Hippocrene, one might say.
But enough picking on the guy. Doyle’s Titiana creation was as timely as it was brilliant, a perfectly conceived and executed trolling. He dropped a barbed hook into some truliy fetid waters, and my hat is off to him for throwing that line out there.