Jeremy Clarkson, You Big Dill

British writer and television presenter Jeremy Clarkson recently did something very stupid. No, it wasn’t that he wrote the now infamous column about Meghan Markle and how yearns to see her pelted with dung while paraded naked through the streets. That was bad taste to be sure, a bit worse than typical of the acerbic and politically incorrect Clarkson, but that wasn’t the particular species of idiocy for which he deserves rebuke.

No, Clarkson’s stupidity was apologising to Prince Harry and Ms Markle. You never, ever say sorry to the Woke. It’s the political equivalent of admitting to a Nazi that you once met a single, bad Jew or telling a communist that a capitalist ripped you off. Context, to the Woke, is detritus to be cast aside, and they relish your mea culpa as confirmation of their own twisted conspiracy theories. To the Woke,  a solitary swallow will always be taken as proof that summer has arrived, or that one isolated example from their catalogue of malfeasance is proof that systemic prejudice exists. That people they perceive as evil might be having a good time at the expense of the oppressed is another woke bugbear. They will allow you, in their beatitude, the right to to laugh and be merry, but outbreaks of good humour are only permissible if presented in a way the Woke believe is moral and advances whatever their cause du jour. Everything else is verboten.

Woke behaviour makes this abundantly clear. There is nothing in the world more stone-faced than a Wokester  hearing an opinion or a joke they don’t like. A face red as the proverbial spanked arse is likely the first observable symptom as they fight an internal battle to, first, compose themselves, and then, second, wonder how best to destroy the thought criminal in need of the strictest and most severe censorship. Cancelling the offender and his or her livelihood will be another immediate reaction. With the exception of the speed of light, there is nothing faster in the universe than a Wokester twisting innocence into malice, truth into falsehood, or ideology into a simulacrum of reality. The Woke, to put it in rhyme, are utterly shameless and deliberately brainless.

Much more, though, is at stake in the standoff between dumb, unsophisticated commoners and the Woke, of which Clarkson versus the Sussexes is a perfect example: a contretemps pitting a loudmouth media personality against two lightweights who, to put it clearly, have more fame than insight. It goes beyond an ostensibly wicked man mocking two rich and entitled people, one a minor TV starlet and the other a prince. They have nineteen bathrooms in their palatial home, yet are somehow victims of capitalism, the patriarchy, or something. (In relation to race, most of us who are indifferent to royalty had no clue that Meghan Markle was black and we didn’t care. She looks like a typical tanned Californian woman).

What Harry and Meghan are doing is disseminating Woke propaganda into the political mainstream through the media.  This is important because ideology – in other words, what people think – is the foundation of how we maintain and build the judicial, economic and political institutions that govern our lives. And the Woke, with Harry and Meghan as two of their priestly caste want, like the Puritans, Nazis and communists before them, to remake the world in their image. Nothing, absolutely nothing, can stand in the way of their Wokish dreams of a perfect world. The rest of us are mere props in their greater ambitions, simply because they’ have determined they are good and the unenlightened rest of us are not.

If the Wokish agenda of Harry and Meghan could, until now, be plausibly denied because of intellectual obscurantism – posing as defenders of the poor, the marginalised, the downtrodden, the usual causes cited by every ideological movement in history — to hide their real agenda, the Sussexes full-blooded politics was unveiled, perhaps unwittingly, when they responded to Clarkson’s apology. Many of the buzzwords of robotic, unthinking activism were cited in their graceless rejoinder.

First was the word ‘hate’, or ‘hate rhetoric’, to cite the full term they used to describe Clarkson’s journalism. For the Wokester, anything that does not positively affirm their ideology is ‘hate’. Say, for example, there are economic trade-offs which can’t be reconciled with social justice ideology, then you’ve practiced ‘hate’. State that women have a right to privacy and their own spaces, safe from the possible sexual and violent depredations of men pretending to be women, and you’re hateful. Point to the easily provable fact that nothing is or can be equal, or that the manic, obsessional pursuit of “equity” inevitably leads to the Gulag, the Great Leap Forward or the concentration camp, and you’re spreading ‘hate’.

Next was the onanist couple’s glib mention of ‘dangerous conspiracy theories’. It’s hard to credit that the Sussexes are unaware of the Russia Collusion Hoax, the Hunter Biden laptop scandal, or the ongoing release of the Twitter Files, which conclusively prove the Democratic Party and American security agencies engaged in a range of appalling attacks on honest journalism and free speech with the eager assistance of Big Tech.  ‘Conspiracy theories’ only exist when it’s your opponents who share thoughts and indulge in activities of which you do not approve. Your own misdeeds, because they are perpetrated in pursuit of higher ends, are blameless, even noble.

Then we have the tired claim of ‘misogyny’, which translated means: you can’t make any general negative observation about women, in any circumstances, ever, even if it is demonstrably true and recognised as such by decent men and rational women. What Harry and Meghan are, irrespective of whether he lacks intellect or she’s manipulative, is diehard warriors of a political ideology which is antithetical to freedom of speech, freedom of conscience and freedom of association.

Weaponised compassion is always the last refuse of the con man and the narcissist, and Harry and Meghan are the same ill-informed, midwit type – people intelligent enough to be competent in whatever domain they favour, but who fall for whatever contemporary culture says is true. In plain language, they’re the sort of people who leave a trail of destruction while never pay themselves paying a price.

Envy from the poor is counterproductive but understandable; envy from the rich and famous is an obscenity. Clarkson’s apology indicates that deep in his showman’s heart he knows his column went too far. That said, apologising was still a stupid mistake. Not only was it entirely predictable his mea culpa would be dismissed with scorn, it was just as inevitable Harry and Meghan would spy another opportunity to promote their alleged victimhood, excoriate an un-Woke critic and enjoy a moment or ten of mutual moral preening.

Clarkson is an intelligent man. He should have known better than to extend The Ginger and The Whinger such an opportunity. Let me repeat, never, ever apologise to the Woke.