Kilts and Saris

I find the whole happy clappy celebration of diversity stuff misguided and tedious in the extreme. I prefer my much more rational response of polite indifference. I don’t care for some British culture in the first place; I’m not overly interested in Opera, in the history of Punch & Judy & the origin of Mummers, let alone other cultures, their historic origins and their sky fairies. If I happen to meet people of different backgrounds that I find interesting, I may choose to find out more if they are willing to tell me. The last thing I want, however, is the Council telling me what to be interested in.

I’ve now found out about a Demos pamphlet by Liam Byrne called A More United Kingdom, but by the amusing way, through post-publication blogger ridicule.

When I followed a link from James Higham to this post called The National Day by blogger Deogolwulf [with added explanatories in square brackets], I found myself smiling wryly.

(It refers to “women with “ethnic” earrings” and I’ve met a few in Community Radio circles).

I also felt a particular resonance with numbers four and eighteen of the twenty-seven ways to celebrate Britishness:

by holding street parties [organised by government councils and committees] and neighbourhood get-together [with neighbours you have rarely ever met]; would work as a street party — exchanging food and culture [because that is just the sort of thing that happens in a vibrant and diverse land such as Britain]

by holding free events around the city [but not free for the taxpayer]

(More here)

(I quite like the poster message though, available from the Equality and Diversity shop Ltd. Yes, there really is one).

9 Replies to “Kilts and Saris”

  1. as a former shop steward, i have attendedv a couple of diversity courses,what a waste of time and money, at one i got matey with a guy from middlesborough after the event we went foa pint,over a beer he said i hate asylum seekers and n***ERs,clearly government brainwashing wasnt working, others just took the micheal all day.

  2. It’s probably not so much the idea itself but the people who get hold of it and use it for their own purposes, Ian. Yes, to be told what we’re interested in is galling.

  3. Marty, I thought these courses were somewhat in your face and the participants assessed on their suggestibility. Perhaps I’ve been misled, or there are different courses for different levels of responsibility.
    James, It is people who choose to take offence on behalf of others that I find galling.

    My Mum was recently admonished for ordering a black coffee in an Ealing Cafe, she was told she had to say “coffee with milk”. She did what any sensible person would do- went somewhere else where they didn’t have language POlice.

  4. I have dobbed you in to the UK citizenship revoking authority. You will be immediately deported to an interesting ethnic enclave somewhere in the Caucuses where you can think things over, learn to cook some intersting food, play the balalaika and learn to speak Turdistani. Once you have got over your problems you will be invited back as an illegal immigrant.

  5. Colin, thanks for that, I realise it is for my own good.

    I didn’t think you could play balaclavas other than pulling them tight over the lips as a form of Kazoo.

  6. I see, she says. Actually most of them just look like ordinary earrings except for the odd pair which are obviously Indian. Obviously I have some ethnic earrings and I never knew.

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