…from the quill of Antisthenes the Younger
As the election date is inexorably, and for the most of us, far too slowly, approaching, the Australian media got into an overdrive. Beside the standard agitprop shows like Q&A, 7.30 Report and all the so called “comedy”, the public is flooded with ever more nature and environmental programs with both over and covert message that the capitalism is bad. The mankind’s only hope are the scrupulously scientific and compassionate Green policies and the socialist and incorruptible Labor party.
Since it seems, if polls are to be believed, that the Labor can’t fool enough voters every elections time, the Labor propagandists masquerading as journalists are hyperventilating; in the process making the newspapers more unreadable and TV more unwatchable. I could be wrong, but I feel that their desperate attempts to persuade the public that at least some parts of the Labor egg are not entirely spoiled, are counter-productive.
Admittedly, some media chameleons are now slowly back-pedalling as they realised that there could be at least three years of federal rule by the light-blue socialists. Some are preparing excuses for likely Labor’s loss by blaming the Murdoch’s conspiracy and the dull and so easily manipulated citizenry.
Why do they do it? Because it is fun?
Sure, 160 million dead for whom is the (international) socialist ideology responsible could be a source of mirth and even pride to the hard core Left totalitarians. After all, their (national) socialist brethren and erstwhile competitors managed to kill only 20 million human beings.
However, I think that the main reason why the socialist/totalitarian ideology is so attractive to certain type of people is that it foments and encourages mediocrity in politics, media, academia and arts. The people who could never make it in an agora of ideas, prefer and actively seek a system, where inconvenient and original ideas can be dismissed by accusations of racism, misogyny, islamophobia, Anthropogenic Global Warming denialism and such like. In the politically correct cloister the mediocre can safely promote the similarly mediocre colleagues. This is the system in which the banalities of Robert Manne receive adulation of his brothers-in-Marx and which resembles a colloquium of village idiots admiring the one of them who on his good day can count to five.
This is why those obsequious curates pretend the socialist egg is not wholly rotten. Not for the love of mankind, social justice or environment they would like you to vote the Labor/Green; but for their own selfish preservation and material gain.
Wikipedia – The term derives from a cartoon published in the humorous British magazine Punch on 9 November 1895. Drawn by George du Maurier and entitled “True Humility”, it pictures a timid-looking curate taking breakfast in his bishop’s house. The bishop remarks with candid honesty to his lowly guest: “I’m afraid you’ve got a bad egg, Mr Jones.” The curate replies, desperate not to offend his eminent host and ultimate employer: “Oh, no, my Lord, I assure you that parts of it are excellent!”
The term relies on an objective analysis and intuitive understanding of the depicted scenario: a self-contained egg cannot be both partially spoiled and partially unspoiled. To pretend to find elements of freshness in a bad egg is thus a desperate attempt to find good in something which is irredeemably bad. The humour is derived from the fact that, given the social situation, the timid curate is so obsessively fearful of giving offence that he cannot even agree with his superior’s acknowledgement that he has served a bad egg and thereby ends up looking absurd himself by exposing his obsequiousness.