The witch-hunting of Lewis Hamilton
by Brendan O’Neill, spiked:
Another heretic slain. This time it’s Lewis Hamilton, Formula One star. Over Christmas he committed the speechcrime of suggesting boys shouldn’t wear girls’ clothes, which is to 2017 what ‘There is no God’ was to 1517. Cue fire and fury and demands that he retract, repent and, in the cry of one trans activist, make a donation to an LGBT charity. That is, he should pay an indulgence, as the old Catholic Church called them, in order to lessen the punishment for his sin. When people are instructed to cough up actual cash to pay for having had unclean thoughts, you know we’re entering dark times.
Hamilton’s speechcrime – which some in the press have hysterically referred to as ‘horrifying’ – was to put a little video on Instagram showing him asking his young nephew why he’s wearing a princess dress. Turns out his nephew got it for Christmas. Hamilton isn’t impressed, so in mock-angry tones (note how his nephew laughs, making it pretty clear this is a jovial family situation), he says: ‘Boys don’t wear princess dresses!’ And with that the Twitterati and the commentariat went into full medieval mode, raging against Hamilton as if he were some devilish figure come to warp minds and corrupt souls.
Hamilton forgot that, in an era when full-grown men are cheered by the press for winning the right to use teenage girls’ changing rooms in Topshop, when institutions across the land are throwing their ladies’ loos open to blokes in skirts, when even women’s colleges now say they will accept anyone who merely identifies as a woman – ie, they will now accept men – you are forbidden from saying anything that suggests there are two sexes and that there might, just might, be some differences between them. We have descended so far into the swamp of relativistic thinking that now even to say ‘You’re a boy and you should wear boys’ clothes’ is to invite damnation upon yourself.
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