Although the source of these words is not one I would recommend, and the author one I have no time for, each and every word of this searing condemnation should be absorbed and heeded, and I make no apology for republishing them. Jo Cox was a symptom of a deep running cancer throughout the establishment and a good reason why our well intentioned foreign policy is as blood soaked and incompetent as it is.
"In the immediate aftermath of Jo Cox’s death politicians from all sides promised not to make the killing part of the referendum debate. And then proceeded to do just that. The killing got the full Charlie Hebdo treatment, with even the Prime Minister doing a passable imitation of a man beside himself with grief. Even Hilary Clinton, got into the act, and saw the opportunity to frame herself as a fighter against “extremism.”
The connection was immediately made to links to the right wing. The media in full-throated pursuit, were not going to let small details such as contempt of court rules or an ongoing investigation stop them.
Tribute after tribute bore witness to Jo Cox’s uniqueness. But in reality, nothing could have been further from the truth. In fact, women like Jo Cox are ten a penny across the West these days — bland, compliant functionaries who have been marinated in political correctness and are happy to regurgitate the platitudes and attitudes of their political masters. And are well-rewarded for doing so.
She was that toxic combination of self-righteousness and entitlement which believed itself possessed of a special moral insight into the moral shortcomings of their own people. Never slow to parade her compassion, she was also calculating enough to help more dubious causes, as when she lent her name to a government minister who was lobbying for Britain to begin bombing in Syria. Bombing and babies; it was all business for Jo Cox.
Hers was the typical smooth career path of the modern political cog. From her grammar school, where she was the Head Girl, she seamlessly moved onto an extended period at two universities before emerging as professional aid worker for Oxfam and Save the Children. The Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation was another fashionable international development outfit in which she managed to wangle a position as “advisor.”
She certainly travelled extensively, but to what extent did she get her hands dirty? Rather than mopping sweat-covered brows, her role as a policy consultant seemed to revolve swanning around seminars, conferences and committee rooms in Brussels and London. Networking, rather than counselling, seems the main skill in this field.
The safe Labour seat seems to have been a reward for acting as a bag-carrier for prominent political wives such as that of former Prime Minister Gordon Brown and a former Labour leader and Euro aristocrat Neil Kinnock. Her constituency seat had been represented by local white men for decades so an all-female shortlist had to be imposed on the local party to ensure an acceptable candidate could be given this plum.
It was a gilded lifestyle with a houseboat on the Thames beside Tower Bridge at which she hosted networking events for important left-wing women. There was a second house in her constituency which was a venue for a huge Solstice party each year.
The role of international aid worker is highly valued among a section of shrewd university-educated females. It offers a particularly attractive combination of a good salary in an expanding sector, frequent foreign travel and high status among the do-gooding circles."
This is the system-wide ambitious narcissism that infects every strata of UK governance. It is greedy, deeply corrupt, massively hypocritical, shallow, malign and lacking in any self-awareness. They are not good or decent people. They are climbers of an especially greasy pole where there is plenty money sloshing around for vanity projects with zero accountability or checks and balances. It is these people who exemplify everything that is wrong with the EU and why we need to leave it.
And if this pricks your sensibilities, if you feel outraged or shocked - do not chastise me. Examine the source of your outrage and shock. You have always thought such institutions and people to be wholesome and good because of their intentions. This tramples all over some careless assumptions you've been labouring under. And it's not me you're angry at. It's that this truth has rattled you.
And if it seems untimely or insensitive, forgive me, but at any time these words may seem shocking, perhaps even disrespectful, but if I say these things next week, next week is too late. This week is your chance to interrupt their grubby little circle-jerk.
These people are not kind and caring and they certainly don't care what you think just so long as you keep paying. They do not believe in free speech, they do not believe in democracy and they neither like nor trust you.
On Thursday you can send them a message. You can either take their power
away or you can give them more. If your choice is the latter, don't
forget that it's irreversible and you won't get another say.