![]() Woodhouse rejiggered Oswald Mosley as Roderick Spode, leader of the “Black Shorts.” Spode leads rallies of dopey acolytes with speeches about spuds, insisting on the superiority of British potatoes and the measurement of British knees ( Charles Cooke keeps pointing out his uncanny resemblance to a current public figure). Instead, the British turned the Teutonic nonsense into a bit of sport. For the Goose-Step, Orwell pointed out, “ugliness is part of its essence, for what it is saying is ‘Yes, I am ugly, and you daren’t laugh at me’, like the bully who makes faces at his victim.” This rendered it useless in Albion: “It is not used because the people in the street would laugh.” These are, after all, the people who would later give us the Ministry of Silly Walks. Such pomp had some appeal to the upper classes, for whom decorations and parades stirred something in the breast, but repulsed the masses. Orwell took the position that, in hindsight, it had been impossible for the martial blather to take root in Britain. All this is not to cast aspersions, but to point out it was not inevitable that we or our British cousins were to end up on the right side of the 20th century’s most important question.Įxcept maybe it was. Oswald Mosley’s British Union of Fascists had as many as 50,000 members. American Liberals saw much to admire in Mussolini, and much of the New Deal program was inspired by the Italian Fascist’s reforms (e.g., Joel has briefly discussed FDR’s appreciation for Il Duce here). Kennedy, and even, in the early days, Winston Churchill (Churchill eventually saw his error). ![]() The Fuhrer’s fans included King Edward VIII (he of the abdication crisis – beware women from Baltimore, they always cause trouble), U.S. It is inconvenient for some to remember now, but for much of the 1930s elite opinion in the Anglosphere looked on the developments in Germany and Italy with admiration. Mockery is the most dangerous tool in politics. ![]() Now is the time for action.” This may seem particularly so when the gatherings turn violent, as they did Saturday afternoon. “How can you sit back and laugh,” they demand, “as fascism returns to America. Some are incredulous at we who find humor in these bumbling brown shirts. When you all think you're Gaston and you're not even Lefou. While they are ostensibly dedicated to the defense of Western Civilization, apparently what they’re actually defending it from are mosquitoes. The tiki torches are becoming a regular fixture at these gatherings (I assume Costco is running a deal or something), lending our new yuppie Herrenvolk the menacing quality of a local community theater production of Beauty and the Beast. ![]() Sweaty young men wandered through campus with tiki torches insisting loudly they will not be “replaced.” The next day they play-acted in faux-military garb, waving makeshift shields and calling for “White Sharia”(apparently this obsession with the supposed rise of Sharia in America is aspirational). YOU WILL NOT REPLACE US! #UnitetheRight /IyiOgXizbOĪnd what a spectacle it was – the inverse correlation between confidence in one’s own racial superiority and one’s impressiveness as an example of our species is now so well evidenced as to amount to a scientific principle.
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