‘There. I said it.’ That phrase, and the attitude it strikes, says something pretty specific. It doesn’t just say: here’s what I think. It says: ‘Here’s what I think, and, you know what? It’s what nobody except me dares to say in public.’ It says: I’m brave. It says: I speak truth to power. It says: here I am on the battlements. It also says: I’m a grade-A chocolate-coated plonker.
And though most people are too fly these days, too aware of the lurking threat of Craig Brown, to use that form of words, there’s a good deal of there-I-said-it-ism about these days. In particular, when it comes to the issue of ‘free speech’. To read many serious commentators on the right, and some less serious ones, not to mention very many egg-avatared Twitter-users — this foundational human right is suffering an existential threat. From, um, undergraduates, apparently.
Big, serious books about all this are catnip to major publishing houses.
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