Twitter, navel-gazer extraordinaire that it can be, has been kind of skirting around the subject of the abuse of women on its virtual networks and connections. Ben wrote it up well over at Speaker’s Chair recently – you might want to read his piece before we continue.
Other women have also been abused on the back of this case. Mind you, it’s true to say that abuse is par for the course these days: the political establishment is sanctioning in their droves offences against the rights of people with support needs various, as the so-called bedroom tax drives home the British state’s ever-increasing fascist tendencies.
Meanwhile, Rolling Stone reports speedily on the Bradley Manning verdict. As Amnesty is quoted as concluding:
“It’s hard not to draw the conclusion that Manning’s trial was about sending a message,” Widney Brown, Senior Director of International Law and Policy at Amnesty International, said in a statement. “The U.S. government will come after you, no holds barred, if you’re thinking of revealing evidence of its unlawful behavior.”
Finally, it will hardly have escaped your attention that a certain father-in-law has argued that outside the Home Counties – that is to say, outside the heartlands of Tory support (more here) – fracking should be given its wild and unpredictable head.
And so it is that the despicable procedure by which certain people in society are being made more and more invisible – through the machinations of those powerful men and women who manage our mainstream discourses (as well as via a political process of societal cleaning) – marches clearly, fiercely and determinedly on.
From the online abuse of women to the casual abuse of the disabled to the Realpolitik-like effluences of countries like the US, countries which we thought – after fighting the corruption of Communist repression for so many bitter years – would have surely been able to strive towards something much wiser than this, I don’t half get the feeling that the invisibility I mention above has vigorously and ultimately defeated the indivisibility that once characterised Western civilisation.
Nothing remains of that world I was brought up in: that kiddies’ world where little Ladybird books taught my nascent soul that society was there to make our planet a safer and more supportive place; where people would form part of an intricate web of constructive interaction; where life was a forwards and upwards trend to less unhappy being.
Instead, all we get is the rich shitting brazenly on the poor; the foul-mouthed shitting brazenly on the discreet; the aggressive beating back the compliant; the noisy shouting down – where not utterly shutting down – the absolutely respectful.
It is the primitive law of the jungle to which civilisation has gravitated: for this civilisation we worked so hard to erect has become a phallic symbol of those who would trample with their stupidities the sensibilities of the intelligent and educated. Thus it is that on the back of our hard work, the powerful have hijacked my childhood world of Ladybird-book collaboration – and turned our tools of wider empowerment violently and finally against us.
It should have been a question of that indivisibility I’ve already alluded to: a total solidarity of latterday wisdoms.
It’s become a reality of that invisibility I’ve already described: a total absence of those very same latterday wisdoms, as solidarity becomes a sarcastic wail of the most cruel.
Intelligent and committed women suffering death threats; people with support needs being made to pay for the crimes of the billion-dollar fraudsters; disconnected privileged white men who want to deflower the natural beauty of places they care so little about; whistleblowers who cause violent perturbations in the body politic of sovereign democratic states by simply revealing the illegalities committed in the name of such democracies … all these things – and far far more – just go to show how the rich have turned the achievements of the 21st century against us.
And perhaps only the threat of further perturbations will now have any chance of making these evil evil people think twice; think again; think before they lose the entire bloody plot.
Before they allow the plot that was once all our stories to become a sadly bottomless burial ground – a burial ground for the ever-so-foolishly trusting 99 percent we still attempt to be, and who they now would appear to possess in our entirety.