have some fun with p.c. Naomi Campbell, the supermodel who is no stranger to
controversy and public rows, has sued an English tabloid for an article last
year that revealed she was a drug addict and a member of Narcotics Anonymous.
But that’s not all. Naomi has issued a further writ for infringement of
privacy and exacerbated hurt caused to her when a writer noted: "As a campaigner,
Naomi’s about as effective as a chocolate soldier. She was sacked as figurehead
of the animal charity PETA after she wore fur in the Fendi show. Doh!"
that being called a chocolate soldier "undermined my color, my mother and
my grandmother." Not bad for a dumb model–playing the race card, that
is–but this time there’s no cigar. Before hysterically shouting racism,
Naomi should have read up on the expression "chocolate soldiers,"
or at least have some flunky who can read do it for her. The term "chocolate
soldier" became popular during the disastrous (for the British and their
allies) Gallipoli campaign while World War I raged at the Western front. Australian
and New Zealand forces were used as cannon fodder by the British commanders,
suffering horrendous losses as they attacked the heavily entrenched Turkish
troops. The troops involved at the start of the standoff suffered by far the
most casualties. By the time the Brits realized that frontal assaults were going
nowhere, thousands upon thousands had been sacrificed needlessly. When fresh
troops arrived, they were referred to by those who had survived the slaughter
as "chocolate soldiers" who wilted in the heat of their dugouts and
did not have to charge the Turkish machine guns at point-blank range.
phrase was coined by the survivors it was a term of abuse, but later on it became
a rather affectionate term. Two decades earlier, George Bernard Shaw’s
1894 play Arms and the Man contained the term "chocolate soldier,"
when Capt. Bluntschli, a mercenary working for the Serbs, tells a Bulgarian
countess that he never carries live ammunition, but loads his gun with chocolate.
She scolds him and calls him "a chocolate cream soldier." Nothing
in the history of the term has ever hinted at race, creed or color, but Naomi
played it for all it was worth. (As I write, the libel case continues.)
now very big bucks, and those little tin dictators of the European Union are
playing it for all it’s worth. The EU recently announced plans to outlaw
"racism and xenophobia." All that really means is that one can be
thrown in jail for calling me, say, a dirty little Greek, or when in the land
of pasta calling some Roman lothario a wop. Public insults of minority groups
will be outlawed by draconian laws being written as I write. As everyone is
now part of a minority, all this legislation means is that the EU can jail one
with impunity, and if the political case is convenient, throw the key away.
People like Jean Marie Le Pen and Jorg Haider will really have to watch their
step. Mankind’s long battle against intolerance will now end with the most
intolerant laws of all being applied to 350 million supine Europeans. Whether
these laws will be brought to bear on Islamic groups is not clear. Anyone insulting
Christians is, of course, immune, as is anyone insulting whites per se.
an example: A Muslim sheik in London is urging schoolboys to learn how to fire
Kalashnikovs on tapes openly sold in Islamic bookshops. Abdullah el-Faisal,
a 38-year-old Jamaican living in London, has been giving lectures around Britain
calling for Muslims to kill "filthy Jews" as they are "evil to
the core" and "deceitful by nature." The only reaction of the
Home Office has been to hold on to el-Faisal’s passport while he’s
applying for permission to remain in Britain with his wife and four children.
Never mind that since Sept. 11 he has issued two tapes calling for all Muslim
males to train for battle and kill infidels. The self-styled sheik studied religion
for eight years in Saudi Arabia–where else?–and is even receiving
funds from the European Development Fund as well as his local council.
the other side of the coin. A senior barrister (barristers being the ones with
wigs who plead in court) who called a clerk (lawyers who prepare the briefs)
a "blackamoor" was taken in front of a disciplinary tribunal, found
guilty, suspended from working for one year and had to pay a heavy fine. Gordon
Pringle, 52, a criminal barrister for nearly 30 years, used an ancient reference
for a black person in jest, in an anti-p.c. way. His accuser received a letter
of apology once Pringle was informed that the clerk was upset, mainly about
when Pringle had joked after a case–both men had participated in it–that
"senior counsel will get a suite at Eric’s client’s hotel, junior
counsel will get a nice room and Eric will serve the drinks on the plane…"
the Joking Had to Stop would be an ideal title for an anti-p.c. novel, although
if published in Europe both the publisher and author could end up in the pokey.
So eager are those who make the rules to keep us in line that even in Poland,
a country not as yet enslaved by EU legislation, one has to be awfully careful
with one’s choice of words. A main Eurosceptic politician, Andrezej Lepper,
was fined $5000 for calling the president of Poland "a layabout."
A previous verdict on the same charge, which Lepper appealed, had sentenced
him to 16 months in prison. Imagine, 16 months in jail for calling someone a
layabout. God help us.