The golliwog is a much loved and endearing symbol of Britain’s multicultural approach to empire-building. Many nations would have been terrified of these curious, dark-skinned men with their long hair, strange voodoo and heathen ways. But we made dolls to celebrate their difference. I think that speaks volumes about our national character.
Indeed, if I were a black professional tennis player, I would be flattered by such a comparison.
And then we have the context. Carole Thatcher was not even on air when she made these remarks, but back stage with only 12 relative strangers. Surely, unless she is being listened to by at least 2 million people, she should be entitled to express any views she wishes in the workplace?
Not convinced? Then try this on for size. Imagine you’re a black fireman or police officer. Clearly, when fighting a blaze or wrestling a drug fiend, it’s very important to work as a team, with no time for horse-play. But could we really begrudge a little good-natured darkie-baiting back at the station? Imagine the effect on morale!
Finally and most distressingly, just look at the cabal of politically correct ‘fellow travellers’ who have appointed themselves judge and jury over poor Carole. Jo Brand, a woman who has based her entire career on making jokes about bodily functions, is among those claiming to have been offended by a simple witticism about the common and readily-apparent physical features of our coloured friends. The sheer hypocrisy!
I was at the very vanguard of those calling for the BBC to be deported following the maelstrom of depravity that was Sachsgate. How sad that the corporation seems not to have learned its lesson and continues to insult the common sense values of decent, hard working Brits. Its victimisation of Carole on the basis of her colour, class and political heritage is nothing short of naked racism and warrants, at the very least, a full and unreserved apology.
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