Category Archives: Bosch, Hieronymus

Envy

Oxfam so loves the poor, writes Dalrymple,

that it is safe to predict that it will never abolish itself no matter how rich humanity becomes.

There is no market, he says,

in which there is no rigging, either formal or informal, but I suspect that Oxfam’s preferred solution to an inevitable degree of rigging is complete rigging by philosopher-kings such as themselves.

The bogus charity’s propaganda, Dalrymple points out,

is an incitement to envy, one of the seven deadly sins.

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‘Invidia’, detail, The Seven Deadly Sins and the Four Last Things, c. 1450-1515, attr. Jheronimus Bosch

Gluttony

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‘Gula’, detail, The Seven Deadly Sins and the Four Last Things, c. 1450-1515, attr. Jheronimus Bosch

Pride

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Ed Vulliamy: superior intelligence, education and ethical sensitivity

Moral exhibitionism: the déformation professionelle of the intellectuals

Picking up the London newspaper the Guardian, Dalrymple lights on an article by a poseur called Ed Vulliamy on the subject of the monstrosity of the wish of his countrymen to leave the EU and the various abominations of Brexit Britain.

The article contains sentences such as the following:

On the slipstream of empire, I’ve always thought — to the point of treason — of my British passport as a ‘burden of shame’, as UB40 so eloquently put it — ‘a British subject, not proud of it’. Now, trying to cling on in ‘the Continent’, it is just a downright embarrassment — not only a badge of shame, but also, worse in a way, of pointless, bellicose imbecility.

Badge of bellicosity

Badge of bellicosity

Dalrymple makes two points:

  1. This is typical of the hyperbole that followed the result of the referendum, to the holding of which few people objected before the results were known. You can have elections and referenda, so long as the results are correct.
  2. Overweening pride runs through the passage. The man who wrote it is middle-aged: he has kept his ‘badge of shame’ for decades after he could, if he had felt shame about it, have got rid of it. His pride is to have a badge of shame, extravagantly exhibited, to demonstrate his moral superiority over people who wear the same badge who are not as intelligent, educated or morally sensitive. On me this has the same effect as the sound of a nail running down a blackboard.
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‘Superbia’, detail, The Seven Deadly Sins and the Four Last Things, c. 1450-1515, attr. Jheronimus Bosch

Lust

Jheronimus Bosch, Tuin der lusten (detail), between 1490 and 1510. Museo del Prado, Madrid

Jheronimus Bosch, Tuin der lusten (detail). Between 1490 and 1510. Museo del Prado, Madrid

Lust is a nearly universal human experience, Dalrymple points out. What is new, he notes, is

the loss of awareness of its status as a cardinal sin and of the disastrous consequences likely to follow when it becomes the principal guide of action.

Some must live in a world

in which, thanks to state support, there is little other guide in this important area of life—or none more important.

The British are ugly, base, vulgar, stupid and crude

Bosch, Christ Carrying the Cross, detail, 1515-16, Museum of Fine Arts, Ghent

Bosch, detail of Christ Carrying the Cross, 1515-16, Museum of Fine Arts, Ghent

The population of the UK, writes Dalrymple, is

more militantly ugly and unintelligent than any other known to me, one that consumes without discrimination and enjoys without taste.

The British add to their intrinsic ugliness

by refusing to wear any clothes that might possibly lend any dignity, rather choosing apparel that accentuates their natural unattractiveness.

For instance,

grossly fat slobs insist upon wearing figure-hugging T-shirts that do not quite meet the tops of the shorts that expose their fat white tattooed calves, exposing their repellent midriffs to the appalled gaze of the minimally sensitive.

The taste of the British

in everything from food to music and clothes is base, vulgar, stupid, and crude.

It is not that the British know no better

but that they know better and reject and hate it, refuse to aspire to it, and try to intimidate others into abandoning it, with some success.