Blimey. Bring a gas mask if you ever visit Italy. In my tiny corner alone I rub shoulders with self declared communists and fascists on a daily basis.
I’m coming to the conclusion that many in the anglo-sphere genuinely think “far right” is just a handy card to play in debate instead of making an argument. Comfortable with a sensation that it’s mostly a thing of the past (for them and their loved one, oh dear how sad never mind for the foreign types) and we don’t have to preserve its meaning for the sake of effectively alerting people by calling wolf, when an actual be-fanged creature turns up.
IME women are not more left wing than men because “progress” is change and change can be difficult, full of unintended consequences and dangerous when you are trying to keep small humans alive. We have been told we’re supposed to vote left though, for decades. Cos we need to “be kind”, make no considered judgments (or being judgmental as it is now known) and grateful for what we’ve been given. All my politically aware life all I’ve heard is the right hate women (while creating the only 2 “wrong kind of woman”
PMs Britain has ever had) and the left wants to take care of me.
Unfortunately the left have repeatedly demonstrated, and not just in the U.K. either, that we are the base they feel they have in the bag, so they don’t have to try and give us anything more than lip service. So comfortable in feeling like we’re out of political options beyond them that they can take the word that describes us and make it meaningless.
Bollocks to idea that my loyalty to the left must remain despite all their efforts to make my landscape harder, bleaker, less safe. Also bollocks to the idea that I care anymore what names they call me. The T word, the FR label, hell call me a Nazi. Doesn’t matter. If their only action at my withdrawal of support is to call me names then I know I’m justified in my belief that they think I owe them everything, while they nothing to me.
Plus.. I’ve expanded my philosophical horizons since I moved away from on “the right = wrong about everything”.
I’m having to examine long held beliefs that I picked up when young, cos all the other people on my (leftie) side said it was right and in my Snakebite haze it seemed to make sense. I’m challenging what and how I think about so many issues. It won’t surprise me if I’ll be so changed by the experience of having to open my mind beyond the colour red that even if the left gets its act together I’ll no longer agree with them about enough things to a great enough degree to ever vote for them again. So in that regard, I guess I owe them one for giving me the impetus to belatedly re-examine where I stand and why I stand there.