Category Archives: Savile, Jimmy

The grossly sordid British

How they acquired a taste for the trashy, the vulgar, the stupid and the worthless

The toffs of Auntie hired Jimmy Savile, says Dalrymple, for his cunning and ability to take advantage of changing times. He was knighted, for services to downward cultural drift.

Dalrymple writes:

Official endorsement of execrable taste was a boon to those who had to fill several channels a day for 24 hours, because stupid programmes of execrable taste are so easy to produce by comparison with those of intellectual or artistic value, which can be produced only in limited quantity.

Savile was a militant vulgarian to the last,

as his gravestone demonstrated. But it is only the vulgarity of modern British gravestones to a slightly higher degree.

Savile was

both a beneficiary and shaper of contemporary British taste: he found it bad and left it worse. If his field had been art instead of prolefeed, the critics would have praised him for being avant-garde and transgressive.

Savile was a product

not just of the BBC, but of the British people, of whose taste he was a true reflection.

The triumph of vulgarity in England

Screen Shot 2015-08-05 at 07.16.18It has been brought about, writes Dalrymple, by the likes of Max Clifford and Jimmy Savile,

with the complicity of a ruling class that has lost faith in itself.

We puritanical Gomorrahns

Dalrymple points out that some of the groping of children perpetrated by Jimmy Savile* was visible on television.

These, he says, are

very peculiar times, when on the one hand we are extremely puritanical and on the other we live in a sort of Gomorrah.

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* Sir James Wilson Vincent Savile, Officer of the Most Excellent Order of the British Empire, Knight Commander of the Pontifical Equestrian Order of Saint Gregory the Great, favourite of the British establishment, beloved of the British state broadcaster.

Depravity of the British

Screen Shot 2015-05-25 at 23.06.52Dalrymple discusses the hysteria over the Jimmy Savile affair. The curious thing about the public moral outrage, he observes, is that

you would think it occurred in a land of sexual delicacy verging on prudery, a country in which children were carefully protected from knowledge of the facts of life and everything that surrounds those facts until a comparatively advanced and mature age. This is not the country that I recognise.

He explains that at the root of the frenzy is the guilt of the British over their failure to raise their children properly. (‘Children of the damned’ is the pithy and accurate heading at the Skeptical Doctor site.)

Child-rearing in Britain often seems a toxic combination of overindulgence and neglect. The factor that links much social pathology is an absence of self-control.

In Britain, parents fail to inculcate self-control.

Our popular culture, so-called, celebrates lack of self-control as almost the highest good.

Absence of self-control is treated

either as ridiculous or as an enemy to be combatted, as a form of treason to the self. If you open almost any popular magazine you will see pictures of insolence, crudity and patent lack of self-control celebrated as if they were admirable, sophisticated and worthy of emulation. The late James Savile was an early proselytiser for this ‘culture’.