Hitting the Wrong Target 

I have no real idea who Kanye West is. While I have heard of him and read about his more excessive, most likely drug-fuelled ‘mental health’ excesses, I could not pick him out in a line-up.

I believe he is what is known as a ‘rapper’ which, to me, indicates that he talks gibberish over some sampled tracks, inviting all and sundry to join him in giving it up the rear end to his girlfriend (I hear rap music in the gym I go to and they do seem somewhat obsessed with bottom sex). I have read some of the vile antisemitic utterances and effluence that flow from his mouth and, all told, I think he’s not someone I would want to go out with any of my daughters.

But just when you think you can forget about such untalented louts (in any case, we all know the best rapper – Eminem – is white) he has surfaced from the cesspool again. This time it is because he has been banned from entering the UK leading to the cancellation of the music festival to which he has been invited to ‘sing’.

Well, I was not intending to attend said music festival and have zero intention of ever listening to a word from rapper boy’s mouth. But banned from the UK? For what, exactly? Hurty words, albeit nasty ones with a racial overtone.

But he has not actually hurt anyone – to my knowledge – he was not responsible for the concentration camps and, in what he now claims was a moment of madness for which he has profusely apologised, does not really seem to be a devotee of Adolf Hitler. Let me be clear, I don’t really want this scumbag anywhere near this country, but, in a rare moment these days of agreeing with Nigel Farage, if we ban someone like this, where does it stop?

I am irked, not so much at him being prevented from entering the UK as our seeming inability to export people who do genuine harm to us and to our country. Almost daily we hear of someone – inevitably an immigrant and adherent to the religion of peace – who has either raped, assaulted, damaged property or threatened people with a knife being allowed to stay in this country. To export them may, we are told, be harmful to their mental health, violate their right to a ‘family life’ or, if exported back to whence they came (most probably illegally in the first place) their life may be in danger. Well, ‘boo hoo’!

I cannot believe the banning of Kanye West is anything other than performative nonsense. It has hit the headlines and most people seem to be happy with this. There has not been any outrage at the decision.

But, meantime, having helped them off their dinghies, escorted them up the beach and then planted the seeds of our own destruction in our inner-city areas, we have pulled the pin on a grenade that is going to explode at some point. The UK is in danger of civil war, some say. Well, no kidding. To some extent we are already engaged in one.

Kanye West has at least apologised for his words but the representatives of the Jewish community – who probably don’t rate his sincerity very highly – want nothing to do with him. I am not surprised, but why are they and their voice so privileged?

The vast majority of the UK population, which includes all those who do not read The Guardian and don’t have access to a microphone and a television channel, are heartily sick of the social cancer that is growing and metastasising within our society. If they do express their disgust on social media they either get banned from the platform or a knock from Mr Plod. Or both.

The only party that looked likely to save us from the impending disaster was Reform UK, but their leader is so busy back-peddling on his once stalwart claims to be in favour of remigration and putting an end to immigration, that it is hard to know where he stands any more. His vacillation and, frankly, compromising over Islam and our increasing Muslim population has fragmented his party.

None of the splinter groups has a ghost of a chance in the next general election and if Reform wins, they will do next to nothing to ease the situation. Meantime, we ban Kanye West from entering the UK which was simply an answer to a question that nobody amongst the increasingly vocal and growing majority was even asking. It won’t be news to anyone, but our government is failing us, and I see little hope on the horizon.

Roger Watson is a retired academic, editor and writer. He writes regularly for a range of conservative journals including The Salisbury Review and The European Conservative. He has travelled and worked extensively in the Far East and the Middle East. He lives in Kingston upon Hull, UK.

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