For tonight’s comedy post I’d like to (re)introduce Jacob Bard-Rosenberg, who is one of the prominent people in the Junior Common Room Revolutionary wing of the anticuts movement, head-in-the-clouds faction.
We met Jacob Bard-Rosenberg three weeks ago, when he defended Charlie Gilmour against a slightly hasty attack by Laurie Penny in the pages of the New Statesman, and caused a marvellous dust-up in the comments on his Facebook page, when anticuts activists bullied Penny into post-censoring her published article.
In the wave of riots this week, Jacob has been standing in the middle of the Civil Disorder, with the dwellings of the working class – who should (presumably) be fairly close to the centre of his concerns – burning down around his ears, and tweeting this sort of thing:
“For anyone heading to places where riots are: 1) Mask up. Properly, not just a hood. 2) Bindmans solicitors if you get nicked.”
Epic Win! #croydon #hackney #lewisham #clapham #tottenham #chalkfarm #enfield #walthamstow #peckham #ealing
Standing here amongst burning barricades. Beautiful #tottenham
and has come up with a penetrating analysis of the post-riot cleanup:
#Riotcleanup: a physiognomy of an old fascism restored
where he says:
It is this structure of “community”, and “clean up” as the activity of this group, that an old form of popular fascism appears to be revitalized. The new communities of #riotcleanup again make their exclusionary nature clear: these people work not for all, and certainly not for the wellbeing of those who caused the unrest – to work against the poverty and racism – instead, they work for themselves, as a group, and their new society.
You can see the link in the Google cache here, but the Third Estate who published the piece were so proud of it that they have posted it back to the Memory Hole of August 2010 – so I can’t link, as they may move it again or delete it completely.
So who is this Jacob Bard-Rosenberg character?
Just like the end of an episode of a comedy series, I’ll tell you more later in the week, as there’s some serious stuff bobbing around the moron in the centre of the vortex.
However, if you remember the distance from reality displayed by 19 year old Max ‘I live on top of a hill in North London‘ Gogarty who was shredded by commenters when he made a fool of himself in the Guardian in 2008, combine it with Citizen Smith, translate it to an Ivory Tower in La-La Land, and cauterize all the brain cells, then in my opinion you are roughly there.
Unlike Max, who was 19, Jacob Bard-Rosenberg is 25 and could be expected to have grown up at least slightly by now.
Unfortunately, for whatever reason, it didn’t happen.