Hard those days to be back on track. Not yet British (citizen), fully and forever Italian, I honoured the electoral night with my political curiosity and stood awake all night long. In the last two decade I failed to cast a winning vote in every single Italian General election (local included), I would have failed even here, if I’d have the chance to vote.
According to several applications, the ones I constantly fill up, I still am (and my children) a White Other as opposed to White British, fully legally here but not entitled to vote. White Other: it has always made me laugh.
Will I never be British? (I mean in possess of a citizenship, I know I will never belong to the race of white British, unless paying taxes here and having a passport would instantly transform my DNA). Considering the risk this country could run of loosing voluntarily (the grip with) the EU, I might face the likely possibility of being an unwelcome guest.
Therefore that White Other could become more than a statistical difference or a date useful to prevent discrimination as it was conceived to be. It could be a sign of being European, or better said, of being non-British.
Fair enough! last Thursday results were to my White Other’s eyes a self-inflicted wound. It is a mystery to me how a large part of England (intentionally for non-Scotland) could support a bunch of rich Etonians sloany snobbish post Victorian growth-money-economy fetishist (supported and praised by English tabloids – such Daily Mail: This was your victory!!!! – I am wondering if Mr Berlusconi is now an English tycoon called Murdoch?).
Should I start with the economy? with the reasons why the economy is growing? deflation, low fuel price, cheap import (weak Euro/Dollar), super exploited workers (included white British and white others, the Europeans), low wages (how happy Mr Sport-direct is with his army of zero hour employees) and the Bank of England which secures the buying of Government bonds (=debts). All the package with an impending house market bubble to come.
Or should I try an anthropological interpretation of the recent Election results? If so, a few questions first:
How the victims could love their executioners? (ok there is a specific syndrome, but is it applicable to masses, i.e. eleven million?) As the turkeys love Christmas (see here).Is this a way “to desire one’s own fear”?
This outcome (and the next to come policies) might be the consequence, the apex of our “‘consumerist society’, and that its most devastating impact was on the young, whose very humanity was progressively being degraded. Broken by capitalist nihilism, lured by pseudo-transgressions to embody the lowest servile nature, flattened into grinning existential conformism, the youth was being enlisted into a new form of fascism. A kind of fascism that resides within the heart of the individual, rather than stopping at the level of the uniforms worn by black shirts. A form of pure fascism, without flags and parades, a form of pure fundamentalism, without churches or god. But this anthropological mutation didn’t just happen in Italy. Generation after generation, the English youth has been broken inside, lured into its own subjection, flattened into conformism to the point of enthusiastically desiring its own fear. Generation after generation, decade after decade – and now both the young, the grown ups and the old all share the same mutation, the same existential degradation. In the secret of the polling station, they vote for the misery of their neighbour, for the deportation of the supplicants, for the enslavement of the orphans and the poor, even for they own enslavement“.
Is Federico Campagna‘s (above) statement too tough? (it is a bit, even for Fratyricon) Or enough provocative to understand that “it is time to start working very seriously on a progressive response to the coming flood of anti-european propaganda, running up to the EU referendum. It’s the last, thin barrier between this temporary nightmare and the coming of an eternal Millennium in which England (without Scotland) floats alone, forever Tory, forever nationalist, forever monarchic, forever neoliberal. Realistically, the last chance to protect even a basic level of workers’ rights, human rights, financial and environmental regulations from the conservative onslaught in this country, is to hold onto the UK’s European membership. This struggle must begin now!”
Can we save England? We, the white others? or should we simple stay at the fence, trainspotting Mrs Economy, goddess of profit and growth, hoping that a few crumbles fall into our wombs?
I have a feeling… that maybe Scotland will save England.
A must read on what happened, but especially on what has still to come here k-punk.org/abandon-hope-summer-is-coming.