Kathy Shaidle drew my attention to the “Candid Camera” episode below. I don’t know of either of the protagonists, but that’s no reflection on them – I’m Mister Squaresville, and they’re hip and happening. But Jim Jefferies is apparently a big name in both his native Australia and Hollywood, and has just started his third season on Comedy Central. He invited on to the show a so-called “anti-Islamic activist” Avi Yemini. Mr Yemini set two conditions, but, suspecting Mr Jefferies would break them anyway, took the precaution of secretly recording it anyway.
Which was a very prudent thing to do. Jefferies did indeed break both conditions, sat on the tape for months, and then used it in response to the Christchurch massacre. He also took Mr Yemini’s answers and matched them up to entirely different questions.
So far that’s just business as usual with the bad-faith bookers of Comedy Central. But listen to what happens next: Jim Jefferies, who plays an impeccably progressive anti-Islamophobe on TV, suddenly starts badmouthing Islam and Muslims himself – and indeed their fecundity, as if he’s just some knuckle-dragging nutter who picked up a secondhand copy of America Alone.
Kathy Shaidle suggests that deep down many so-called lefties agree with the right on Islam; they just object to anybody saying it in public. I would say that’s particularly true of the showbiz crowd. I remember pointing that out to a very well-known West End playwright and Labour Party supporter a decade or so back as we stood at the back of the theatre just before curtain up, and he expressed regret for my descent into Islamic obsession. He’d drawn a youngish crowd that night, which he took as a good sign. “See any hijabs?” I replied. “As London Islamizes, the pool of potential theatregoers shrinks.” He took the point. At some level, nobody in his line of work can avoid taking it, aside from special pleaders on BBC arts show ever ready to hail new breakthroughs in Sharia stand-up or burqa ballet. If you’re an actor or a musician or a comic, you can’t stand on the stage night after night and not notice the contrast between the demographic distribution in the auditorium and that of the street outside – that Mohammed for all his sterling qualities is disinclined to take his four wives for an evening of Oscar Wilde or Brahms and Liszt…or Jim Jefferies. At a certain level, it appears that Mr Jefferies understands that, and once in a while, in contrast to the anodyne pap of “edgy” comedy that has so enriched him, actually says what he really feels.
I’m skeptical of Kathy’s assertion that the Left is in agreement with the Right on Islam. But we’ll see what they have to say when our newly-dominant Muzzrat overlords are throwing their LGBTQXZRFGYSPBLLTHBTPHHHT pals off of buildings, barring “feminists” from the workplace and automobile driver’s seats, and forcing them to humbly walk several paces behind their husbands or fathers while keeping their faces covered, and their fat yaps shut. If nothing else, that last will at least will be a refreshing change.