Showing posts with label The problem of being.... Show all posts
Showing posts with label The problem of being.... Show all posts

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Hilary Mantel is using the Duchess of Cambridge

The New Statesman, in a article by Sarah Ditum, has waded into the controversy over comments in a lecture by Booker Prizewinner Hilary Mantel about the Duchess of Cambridge http://www.newstatesman.com/cultural-capital/2013/02/hilary-mantels-precise-unkind-words-have-been-twisted-venomous-attack-kate.

This is an interesting media food-chain.  Hilary Mantel is using the Duchess of Cambridge to get attention, the Daily Mail is using Hilary Mantel, Sarah Ditum is using the Daily Mail.  Big fleas have little fleas which in turn have tiny fleas all gorging themselves on the blood to be sucked from the institution of royalty.

Hilary Mantel is of course a Booker prizewinner, and therefore must be listened to respectfully.  But she is also a "best-selling author" (that hateful damning phrase that dogged JB Priestley and destroyed his serious reputation) and must choose whether to become a "celebrity" or retire back into a secluded life.  There is a problem to being Hilary Mantel. 







New Statesman writer Helen Lewis joins in the discussion about Hilary Mantel via a series of posts on her Twitter microblog.  Note that in this example she conceeds that Hilary Mantel was being rude (which of course allows others licence to be rude about Hilary Mantel).  However it is her assertion that the monarchy is "an institution that treats women badly" that is incredible.

The British monarchy has, for the past 100 years, delivered a female head of state for 60% of that time.  Perhaps Helen Lewis could remind us how many female heads of state there have been in France over the last century.  Or in Germany.  Or perhaps she could use her Twitter site to list the American female heads of state since the foundation of that republic.  Or maybe use one of her New Statesman columns to talk about all the Russian and Chinese and Brazilian and Japanese female heads of state that have been overlooked by the media in the last hundred years.  Out of all the major nations of the world I can only think of Indira Ghandi in India - and she was not actually head of state and in any case emerged from arguably a quasi-imperial Nehruesque informal monarchy.

It is possible that Helen Lewis means that women are "treated badly" in the Royal Family in a direct tangible sense, but this does not square with the left's incessant carping about how over-privileged royalty is in the United Kingdom.  They can't have it both ways.  Otherwise they (the left) will be accused of muddled thinking.

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Saturday, February 02, 2013

The problem of being "Giles Fraser"

F Scott Fitzgerald wrote a long-forgotten short story called Bernice Bobs Her Hair.  It is about a dull pedestrian young woman in the 1920s who does something outrageous - she has her hair bobbed.  She immediately becomes the centre of attention, popular with her "friends" and admired for her daring.

However, after a little time the outrageousness fades, and she is then left with the problem of what to do next to maintain her outrageous daring reputation.

This I suspect is the quandary the Reverend Giles Fraser now finds himself in.





"They are not going to like what I have to say" he boasts on Twitter.  As if someone as morally bankrupt as Martin Sorrell is going to care two hoots about what Giles Fraser thinks.  Summit for UK Advertising indeed - what self-important twaddle.




















"I played the pantomime villain" he says in his column today in the Guardian.  Of course he did.  It is the only role he can play.

And here we have the problem of being "Giles Fraser" (I am talking about the public persona).

There are a finite number of issues he can be "outrageous" about without becoming a caricature and losing his dignity.  And he surely must know that his calling as a priest does not really allow him to indulge in showbiz shallowness.  Occasionally he trys a toned-down serious column in the Guardian, but the result is so anodyne it resembles those women's magazines from the post-war era where a vicar's musings are alongside a poem by Patience Strong and a feature about a village baking competition.