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Where did the following comment on Jewish West Bank settlements appear? ‘Sadly, there’s only one way to deal with these religiously motivated maniacs who think their superstitious beliefs trump international law. 1. We ask them to leave their squats, kindly. 2. If they don’t we force them to at gunpoint. 3. If they still refuse they must be slaughtered, every last man, woman and child.’ The answer is not some neo-Nazi or Islamist outlet, but Comment is Free, the website of the Guardian. The comment was posted there on 6 January by one ‘William Bapthorpe’. It was later removed, but apparently Bapthorpe has not been banned from the site, though others quite often are. There is something grimly revealing in his formulation that there is ‘only one way’ to deal with the settlers, before he sets out three. It shows that he does not seriously entertain the first two of his possibilities, but jumps eagerly to his final solution. Something strange has happened on the British left. Its hyper-sensitivity to racism no longer applies to Jews. And its most-read website daily attracts and often publishes this sort of virulence in a way which, so far as I know, does not happen on the websites of the Telegraph or the Times. Websites of this kind are valued by their owners because they create a conversation and a ‘community’. What community is the Guardian creating?
When Joanna Lumley was taking British politics by storm on behalf of the Gurkhas last year, this column tentatively doubted whether her good intentions would have good results, but was a bit too cowardly to push the point hard. Now military charities report that lots of Gurkhas are arriving penniless in Britain, in the belief that they can have lots of money. Those who served before 1997 are trying — but have just failed in the High Court — to get the same pensions as other former members of the British army. The rights of the Gurkhas are actually a highly complicated subject, but one simple point stands out. They have been of use to Britain not only because they have been good soldiers, but because they have been cheap ones. If they become indistinguishable in their rights from our native soldiers, their advantage to us will diminish. Back home in Nepal, they will become ever more the objects of envy and suspicion, and their great privileges will also make life difficult for India, a bigger recruiter of Gurkhas than Britain. Will our kindness make the Gurkhas extinct?
As the snow has moved from glorious, transforming, virginal, to imprisoning, and finally to slushy — and the whole family has been, in sequence, ill — we have beguiled the hours by listening to Handel’s version of Milton’s ‘L’Allegro’ and ‘Il Penseroso’. Handel’s librettist, Charles Jennens, juxtaposes passages from each poem (as Milton does not). At one moment, you hear ‘the lark begin his flight/ And singing startle the dull night’; at the next, you hear the nightingale, ‘Sweet bird that shuns the noise of folly,/ Most musical, most melancholy’. The shifts of mood and the delight in the idealised natural world are wonderful, poetically and musically. I was particularly pleased to read in John Eliot Gardiner’s notes that this work first reached its audience in the ‘worst cold in [London’s] recorded history’, in 1740. The promoters could persuade people to come to the five performances at the Theatre Royal, Lincoln’s Inn Fields, only by promising them that it was ‘secur’d against the cold’. More than 250 winters later, the joy survives.
Jennens appended his own short, lamentable verse for Handel, called ‘Il Moderato’, and designed to balance Milton’s two extremes. It is the emotional forerunner of social democracy — ‘Keep, as of old, the middle way,/ Not deeply sad, nor idly gay’. ‘Thy pleasures, Moderation, give,/ In them alone we truly live.’ Why wasn’t this played at Roy Jenkins’s memorial service?
Praising P.D.James last week in her stand against the present state of the BBC, I forgot to mention that she is the Guest of Honour at the forthcoming Annual General Meeting of the Rectory Society, of which I am the Chairman. Lady James feels justified in addressing our society on the apparently unclerical subject of fictional murder because, as she tells me, ‘in the so-called Golden Age of detective stories, the parsonage library was the most lethal room in the country’. The meeting is at the Grosvenor Chapel, South Audley Street, London W1, on Thursday 21 January. Doors open at six and proceedings start at 6.30. All are welcome. Please email Christine Bland blandnm@aol.com for tickets, £10 for non-members.
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