Monday, August 25, 2008

Boltbrechtsen ‘fisks’ the Cat

By Piers Boltbrechtsen

Applied Hermeneutics’ token right-wing commentator, Piers Boltbrechtsen, takes Cat Stevens to task on the seam of crypto-fascism underlying a hitherto much-loved song.

Cat Stevens: Well I think it’s fine, building jumbo planes.

Or so he says... But I detect a definite trace of irony in his tone, betraying an attitude to building jumbo planes which is ambivalent at best.

Stevens will undoubtedly seek cover behind the sanctity of artistic creativity or his flaky search for ‘deeper truth’, but I’ve become convinced his words are evidence of something darker, indeed uglier.

Yes, get what you want to if you want, ’cause you can get anything.

More irony, obviously. So, just exactly what is wrong with “getting what you want”, huh? The unprecedented abundance of affordable consumer goods is one of the triumphs of the world market economy.

It’s so typical of the nouveau-mega-riche such as Stevens to want to deny the rest of us those very basics he’s able to buy for himself with the loose change in his pockets. While pretending to champion the poor, it seems he couldn’t care less — if he doesn’t actually hate them.

Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass.

A hatred of development and economic progress also seems a recurring theme in much of Stevens’ work. This kind of thing is so typical of leftist romantic hankering for ‘nature’ in some kind of pristine, Arcadian state, which has never existed and will never exist.

And anyway, for heavens sake, development is not a zero sum game.

But they just go on and on, and it seems that you can’t get off.

Roads go on for precisely as long as they need to, no more, no less. If his chauffeur can’t read a map, then Stevens probably ought to review his HR training requirements. But all this empty carping against healthy progress is just beyond silly, moving into paranoid territory.

But will you keep on building higher ’til there’s no more room up there?

Of course, I knew it — another Club of Rome ‘Limits to Growth’ henny-penny doomsayer.

Stevens hates growth, hates development, and hates the poor plebs who enrich him and feather his nest buying his intellectually and morally bankrupt recordings. I’m willing to bet he also hates the very idea of the poorer people of emerging economies achieving the development and growth they need and deserve.

But tell me, where do the children play?

Helloooo — earth calling Stevens!

There are, and will continue to be, ample designated children’s play areas wherever and for as long as they are viable. These will be determined by the market, which is the best mechanism yet known for the guidance and management of human affairs. The market, indeed, is a far superior alternative to the fatally flawed, utterly discredited, dead hand of human moral agency, for which Stevens seems so nostalgic.

The typical modern designated children’s play area is better, safer, brighter and more cognitively stimulating than any children’s play area previously known in human history. These will improve continuously for the long-term foreseeable future, if not in perpetuity.

The better-balanced and better-informed children who’ll reap the benefit of all this progress and prosperity will not be gulled by whining haters such as Stevens, who’ll ultimately stand condemned for opposing the unerring march of the market towards prosperity for all.

I hope he’s ashamed of himself, but sadly I doubt it. Oh, and by the way, the tune stinks too.

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4 Comments:

Blogger Kathy Farrelly said...

Lol! Loved that Jarcob.

You know, dear old Cat Stevens was my first heart throb when I was a kid.I still have all of his albums.(vinyl)
God, I used to think he was sooo gorgeous .
'Course, he threw it all away to became Yusuf Islam.
Never sang again for ages.Thought Allah wouldn't approve. He has changed his mind in the last few years though.
Think he has put out another album.
Must check.
Cheerio for now, I'm off to play one of decadent Cat Stevens albums.

Oh peace train sound it loudly!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7wEctHyuc0

25/8/08 6:41 PM  
Anonymous Jacob said...

I've always loved the Cat's stuff, Kath, and still do. Not so much this particular song, but quite a few others... Katmandu, The Wind, etc.

He was, and perhaps remains, the voice of wide-eyed youth in its yearning for clarity ... questioning, questioning, questioning ... but never quite finding the Answer.

Until, in his case, he either found the answers in Islam... or perhaps that faith neutralised in him the need for any kind of 'real' answers.

I think he released an album in the last year or two called 'A Few Good Songs'. And there was a recent puff-piece tv special of the same name, which continued the denial of his having enthusiastically supported the Ayatollah's fatwah against Salman Rushdie.

I recall seeing a panel discussion during that period in which he vowed personally to phone the Ayatollah if he learned of Rushdie's whereabouts. Came very close to burning my copies of his albums because of that!

But he seems to have chilled out since then, so that's nice, I think...

26/8/08 12:24 AM  
Blogger Father Park said...

Yes indeed: what might Piers make of "Miles From Nowhere"?

Time to throw in a hate-filled anti-American thread methinks Jacob....

26/8/08 6:17 PM  
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