Jacob Bard-Rosenberg: faux King Cnut
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.”
and this:
Epic Win! #croydon #hackney #lewisham #clapham #tottenham #chalkfarm #enfield #walthamstow #peckham #ealing
and this:
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.
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August 17, 2011 at 00:26 -
Maybe the reason for not growing up is the lack of brain cells you mentioned.
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August 17, 2011 at 00:56 -
If the two Norfolk boneheads who invited people to join a riot in Norwich got four years, despite no-one having taken their advice, surely young Jacob deserves at least a few months as an accessory for his tweets abetting potential rioters in avoiding identification and apprehension for their very serious crimes?
Here’s another of his gems you seem to have overlooked:
@jbardrosenberg First images of rioters released by Met: If you’re pictured get rid of your clothes and change your appearance! #londonriots
He seems to have ridiculed the idea that anyone could get nicked for using Twitter to incite riots:
@jbardrosenberg Are the met serious – arrests for incitement over twitter??? I fucking dare them to try someone for riot and pick up the bill.
Maybe the Met might just take him up as a test case for that one. One lives in hope.
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August 17, 2011 at 01:21 -
Great post. There’s stuff about this bloke here:
http://useful-idiots.tumblr.com/post/8824059144/jacob-bard-rosenberg
One of his memorable posts included this revealing sentiment:
“And yes, of course there are attacks on the police, but frankly the police resemble property far more than people, what with the reflexively reified consciousness, never mind the fact that they like to do impressions of walls.” -
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August 17, 2011 at 01:40 -
Grrrr…the two idiots jailed for incitement were in Cheshire, not Norfolk. It was NorTHwich, not Norwich where one of the boneheads was trying to get a riot going. Two similar words, easily distinguishable by the presence of an extra two letter in the middle of one of them.
Not Norfolk, land of the solid citizen and the crappy, frightened London expat but Cheshire, a country where a hundred thousand sullen morons feel the guilt of not being Mancs, nor yet even Taffs and try to make up for it by being total twats instead.
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August 17, 2011 at 03:06 -
Thanks for correcting that mistake.
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August 17, 2011 at 10:41 -
You’ve never visited Cheshire, have you?
North Cheshire is like Surrey with real people (not my words – those of Martin Bell when he became the MP for Tatton a few years ago).
The towns the two gaoled morons were trying to incite were (as mentioned) Northwich, a town built on salt and it’s chemical products, and Warrington, which admittedly would probably look little different after a riot.
Your comment, sir, tells us far more about yourself than it does about the good people of Cheshire.
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August 17, 2011 at 02:34 -
Spawn of communists. Fat, champagne socialist, he is as far from a worker as it is possible to get. Links to TUC.
Hopefully he is being monitored by GCHQ and MI5 along with Penny Red and their fellow travellers.
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August 17, 2011 at 03:22 -
Always made me wonder. Why do people of that ilk claim to be ‘workers’? I’ve yet to see one of them put in a days decent graft without bunking off.
As for expecting them to grow up. I wouldn’t hold my breath.
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August 17, 2011 at 10:21 -
“Unlike Max, who was 19, Jacob Bard-Rosenberg is 25 and could be expected to have grown up at least slightly by now.”
Judging purely on the chubbiness of those cheeks, he’s concentrated on growing outwards, instead…
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August 17, 2011 at 10:55 -
The world needs people like Jacob Bard-Rosenberg, mainly to act as a reference point for the rest of us. He and his ilk set the zero point against which everybody else’s sanity can be measured.
Provided he sticks to wandering around in a safety helmet with attached kitchen-foil covered horns, using the technological benefits of capitalism to emit hilarious messages, he can’t really do much harm. Trouble is, he doesn’t do much good either.
Still, I daresay his mum still loves him, cooks him his favourite stodgy dinner once a week, and enjoys the box of chocolates he gets her for her birthday. Che Guevara he ain’t.
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August 17, 2011 at 11:01 -
I’d usually post under my real name, and I’m happy to provide it to Mr Wardman.
I’ve had the displeasure of meeting Bard-Rosenberg a couple of times while I was a student. One particular incident sits in my memory.
At Cambridge, there is quite a well known and well respected student theatre. I used to work bar and box office at this theatre while not doing my studies, as well as being involved in a number of production there. One evening, I was sitting behind the box office selling tickets for a quiet show. Jacob came and sat down in the box office, and started moaning about how the theatre society wasn’t fair, and wasn’t inclusive, and was full of horrible people. And he wouldn’t shut up about it.
Telling someone about a group they’re part of and consider to contain many of their friends is something horrible (which is rubbish anyway), is not the sign of a pleasant human being.
Trust me when I say he has no concept of other people at all.
So he’ll fit right in with the other lefties.
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