In which Dame Slap gets behind the white nationalist Trumpist mob yet again ...

With Dame Slap now turning up on a Saturday in the lizard Oz on a regular basis, poor old prattling Polonius is feeling the heat as he tries to maintain his place in the pond sun ...

There's something about planet Janet on a Saturday that suggests she's done a Pluto and turned from planet to crazed roaming comet, leaving cosmic vapour trails of the mind as a marker of the new madness afflicting the conservative landscape ...

Dame Slap was one of the first to don a MAGA cap, go Trump and slip out into New York to boast about her new love, and every passing Saturday she manages to sound that little bit more Trumpist, that little bit more inclined to white nationalist rhetoric ...

Um, can we stop right there?

The bizarre notion that Spiked is somehow "left" and that the likes of Brendan O'Neill are Marxist is one of the more brazen, bold and bizarre routines that keeps on getting performed ...

If someone keeps on squawking about being, and keeps waddling pretending that they're walking and talking like a Marxist, sometimes it's worth remembering they're still just a duck ...

You don't hang around at sites like the Spectator and the lizard Oz following the party line because you're in the in-house pet raving ratbag Marxist ...

You score the entree because you're a ratbag enthusiastically devoted to the lizard Oz school of wayward conservative thinking and climate denialism ... 

Those attention seekers recently bunged on a tour to troll colleges and the only result was a few minor outbreaks in a minor key of the sort of divisiveness now abroad in the land ...

What's really unnerving is the way Dame Slap shares an unhealthy, unholy affinity with this bunch of British tossers now seeking to establish a colonial outpost in the United States ...together with an unhealthy, unholy sense of being another persecuted, long-suffering member of the white tribe, or the Anglo Celtic or the Judeo-Christian or the western civilisation tribe, not that anyone's mentioning race or racial affiliations or racial stereotypes or any of that race-based identity politics, which, it goes without saying, is just appalling stuff, at least when pesky uppity blacks keep blathering on about prejudice, as if they have any sort of clue about white suffering and persecution ...

So much nonsense, and so little time, and such a familiar recycling of talking points, like that one about Bret Weinstein being politically progressive ...

That's the way it goes when building up a litany ... keep building up the sense of grievance, and then let it all out in a cumulative squawk of despair ...

But given Dame Slap's deep fear of the mob, what does Weinstein have to say about mobs gathering on Twitter?

Never mind, speaking of overwhelming reaction, Weinstein is now a firm part of the narcissist American culture currently in vogue, such that he filed a $3.8 million tort claim against his old college, while going on to Fox to blather to Tucker Carlson about his suffering ...

And now back to the Dame Slap litany ...

Elvis broke down barriers? It's come to this? Even when an actual black man made good music, Elvis must be given the credit?

Fuck it, Elvis made a bunch of shitty movies under orders from the Colonel and holed up in Graceland and drugged and ate himself into an early grave, a deeply unhappy man who betrayed himself and his love of music, while Chuck Berry broke down quite a few barriers (while incidentally breaking quite a few laws).

Imagine a line like "In an era when conservative newspapers refused to publish female commentators, calling it 'female babble', Chris Mitchell broke down barriers by giving Dame Slap a chance ..."

You mean that as a mere woman she could never have made it on her own and it took powerful men to produce a token flourish, provided she managed to faithfully reproduce their talking points about the general uselessness of women?

Does it always have to be this way?

A really stupid woman trying to explain how it was Elvis wot done it, and snatching the credit away from Chuck?

Neither Berry nor Presley played that game, and both broke down barriers, and only a gherkin would play the race card of favouring the white artist in that sort of debate ...

The pond can remember in distant, remote Tamworth slowly discovering the joys of black music and rock 'n roll and Motown (courtesy a radio that picked up remote stations) and realising there was more to life than Russ Tyson and Doris Day singing about doggies in the window ...

Chuck Berry didn't need Elvis Presley, but Elvis sure as hell needed a few lessons from Chuck ... okay the sound is as rough as guts, but look at that 1957 TV audience ...

Well after that there's time for just one more squawk from Dame Slap sounding ever more like the Donald trying to slap down LaVar Ball  ...

The credit-hogging by Trump is actually the least toxic thing he is doing in these two tweets this morning. What's far worse is the racial dog-whistling he offers up by describing Ball as a "poor man's version of Don King -- without the hair" and blasting him as an "ungrateful fool." 
It's also a little weird for Trump to belittle Ball by comparing him to King, an avowed Trump supporter, who appeared with Trump on the campaign trail and with whom Trump conducted an odd press conference as president-elect. 
Given Trump's demonstrated willingness -- as a candidate and as president -- to play on racial stereotypes and racial animus to benefit his own political interests, it's impossible to ignore the underlying messaging here. King and Ball are both black. King is someone with a long-held reputation as a over-the-top hype man. By comparing Ball to King, Trump is hoping to minimize him, turn him into a sort of cartoon character in the eyes of the president's political base. 
Then there is the reference to Ball as an "ungrateful fool." Who is this (black) guy who isn't saying "thank you" to me for everything I have done for him and his family? How dare he not be appropriately grateful? 
What's so so damaging about all of this is that Trump knows what he is playing at here. And he doesn't care -- or at least he doesn't care enough not to do it... (CNN here)

Yep, it's time for Dame Slap to don her MAGA cap for a last par to explain how race shouldn't matter ...

A new racism?

Did the old racism ever go away?

Indeed, indeed, and apparently there were some mighty fine folk in Charlottesville that day ...

Well in the MAGA tradition, it's time to don the cap, do a little discreet dog whistling about pesky, difficult, uppity blacks and take in a few cartoons, including ones about difficult uppity women ... why won't they just shut up and enjoy being groped?

And now, while the pond's on a Chuck roll ...

And here's a nice little number for Judge Roy Moore ... and just look at that black audience.