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The condition of Britain today

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The Times has removed this article from their site for no real reason. It deserves to be read. Thus, I am sharing it.

Sleep, profound and inveterate slumber: that is the condition of Britain today.
Philip Pullman

Are such things done on Albion’s shore?

The image of this nation that haunts me most powerfully is that of the sleeping giant Albion in William Blake’s prophetic books. Sleep, profound and inveterate slumber: that is the condition of Britain today.

We do not know what is happening to us. In the world outside, great events take place, great figures move and act, great matters unfold, and this nation of Albion murmurs and stirs while malevolent voices whisper in the darkness - the voices of the new laws that are silently strangling the old freedoms the nation still dreams it enjoys.

We are so fast asleep that we don’t know who we are any more. Are we English? Scottish? Welsh? British? More than one of them? One but not another? Are we a Christian nation - after all we have an Established Church - or are we something post-Christian? Are we a secular state? Are we a multifaith state? Are we anything we can all agree on and feel proud of?

The new laws whisper:

You don’t know who you are

You’re mistaken about yourself

We know better than you do what you consist of, what labels apply to you, which facts about you are important and which are worthless

We do not believe you can be trusted to know these things, so we shall know them for you

And if we take against you, we shall remove from your possession the only proof we shall allow to be recognised

The sleeping nation dreams it has the freedom to speak its mind. It fantasises about making tyrants cringe with the bluff bold vigour of its ancient right to express its opinions in the street. This is what the new laws say about that:

Expressing an opinion is a dangerous activity

Whatever your opinions are, we don’t want to hear them

So if you threaten us or our friends with your opinions we shall treat you like the rabble you are

And we do not want to hear you arguing about it

So hold your tongue and forget about protesting

What we want from you is acquiescence

The nation dreams it is a democratic state where the laws were made by freely elected representatives who were answerable to the people. It used to be such a nation once, it dreams, so it must be that nation still. It is a sweet dream.

You are not to be trusted with laws

So we shall put ourselves out of your reach

We shall put ourselves beyond your amendment or abolition

You do not need to argue about any changes we make, or to debate them, or to send your representatives to vote against them

You do not need to hold us to account

You think you will get what you want from an inquiry?

Who do you think you are?

What sort of fools do you think we are?

The nation’s dreams are troubled, sometimes; dim rumours reach our sleeping ears, rumours that all is not well in the administration of justice; but an ancient spell murmurs through our somnolence, and we remember that the courts are bound to seek the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, and we turn over and sleep soundly again.

And the new laws whisper:

We do not want to hear you talking about truth

Truth is a friend of yours, not a friend of ours

We have a better friend called hearsay, who is a witness we can always rely on

We do not want to hear you talking about innocence

Innocent means guilty of things not yet done

We do not want to hear you talking about the right to silence

You need to be told what silence means: it means guilt

We do not want to hear you talking about justice

Justice is whatever we want to do to you

And nothing else

Are we conscious of being watched, as we sleep? Are we aware of an ever-open eye at the corner of every street, of a watching presence in the very keyboards we type our messages on? The new laws don’t mind if we are. They don’t think we care about it.

We want to watch you day and night

We think you are abject enough to feel safe when we watch you

We can see you have lost all sense of what is proper to a free people

We can see you have abandoned modesty

Some of our friends have seen to that

They have arranged for you to find modesty contemptible

In a thousand ways they have led you to think that whoever does not want to be watched must have something shameful to hide

We want you to feel that solitude is frightening and unnatural

We want you to feel that being watched is the natural state of things

One of the pleasant fantasies that consoles us in our sleep is that we are a sovereign nation, and safe within our borders. This is what the new laws say about that:

We know who our friends are

And when our friends want to have words with one of you

We shall make it easy for them to take you away to a country where you will learn that you have more fingernails than you need

It will be no use bleating that you know of no offence you have committed under British law

It is for us to know what your offence is

Angering our friends is an offence

It is inconceivable to me that a waking nation in the full consciousness of its freedom would have allowed its government to pass such laws as the Protection from Harassment Act (1997), the Crime and Disorder Act (1998), the Regulation of Investigatory Powers Act (2000), the Terrorism Act (2000), the Criminal Justice and Police Act (2001), the Anti-Terrorism, Crime and Security Act (2001), the Regulation of Investigatory Powers Extension Act (2002), the Criminal Justice Act (2003), the Extradition Act (2003), the Anti-Social Behaviour Act (2003), the Domestic Violence, Crime and Victims Act (2004), the Civil Contingencies Act (2004), the Prevention of Terrorism Act (2005), the Inquiries Act (2005), the Serious Organised Crime and Police Act (2005), not to mention a host of pending legislation such as the Identity Cards Bill, the Coroners and Justice Bill, and the Legislative and Regulatory Reform Bill.

Inconceivable.

And those laws say:

Sleep, you stinking cowards

Sweating as you dream of rights and freedoms

Freedom is too hard for you

We shall decide what freedom is

Sleep, you vermin

Sleep, you scum.

Philip Pullman will deliver a keynote speech at the Convention on Modern Liberty at the Institute of Education in London tomorrow (28-Feb-2009)

http://www.modernliberty.net/2009/philip-pullman-voices-his-thoughts
 
It is inconceivable to me that a waking nation in the full consciousness of its freedom would have allowed its government to pass such laws as [...] the Domestic Violence, Crime and Victims Act (2004)

Um, what? Protecting people from abusive partners is a freedom restriction?

This article is very strange. I agree in part that people don't express opinions much anymore, but I also think that's just as much to do with society as governmental legislation (which, I suppose, have a chicken-and-egg relationship anyway).

It's also pretty typical of The Times; it moans about how much the country sucks (because of young people and/or immigrants optional) and doesn't actually suggest what could be done to make it better. The opening - suggesting that because we don't have labels for everything, we're confused and don't know who or what we are - is particularly annoying.
 
The opening - suggesting that because we don't have labels for everything, we're confused and don't know who or what we are - is particularly annoying.
I'd say it suggests that trying to have, as a nation, a religious identity is futile and that all the labels we *have* made in an attempt to categorize the nation are tripe.
 
I'd say it suggests that trying to have, as a nation, a religious identity is futile and that all the labels we *have* made in an attempt to categorize the nation are tripe.

It is? I just assumed the "Are we anything we can all agree on and feel proud of?" line suggested that we should feel proud of our country but don't because of the lack of labels. My bad.

Technically, yes it is.

Fine; Protecting people from abusive partners is a bad thing?

Jesus I need to stop posting so late.
 
It is? I just assumed the "Are we anything we can all agree on and feel proud of?" line suggested that we should feel proud of our country but don't because of the lack of labels. My bad.
Nah, that bit seems more like it's saying "quit quibbling over how to categorize our differences in religion and start seeing how we agree."
 
This article addresses a lot of my recent concerns.

I do fear for the future, the way things are going. It wouldn't suprise me if a couple of years down the line Britain turns into a nation of human livestock, effectively slaves.

I believe that the powers that govern these isles have a lot more control over shaping the society into the way it is - and the way it will be - than we give credit for.
 
Hrm, the article's right. Our government is doing a lot of shitty stuff about our rights. The thing is, this is nothing new. There've been attacks on our freedoms and privacy ever since Britain became a parliamentary democracy. Longing for the past will get you nowhere; planning for the future will.
 
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