I often disagree with my mate Jude. She has some shite taste in music and her disturbing devotion to mayonnaise over HP sauce irks me, profoundly.
We like who we like, and we hate who we hate when it comes to social media and it’s fair dos. We don’t have to follow and we can block and we can choose not to engage.
We can also go all out on starting a twitter row, and sometimes rows are fruitless and sometimes they resolve things. But the nature of social media is that you can confront sentiments you’re opposed to and if the other person is willing you can argue it out. Which is also fair enough.
But here are a couple of things I want to counter in the endless torrent of abuse @Judeinlondon receives.
Jude is racist, because she uses the term White Devils
I’m not comparing Jude to Mohammed Ali, but I’m gonna draw your attention to this…
“The day after he beat Liston, Clay announced publicly that he was a member of the NOI. There are no words for the firestorm this caused. Whatever disagreements one may have with the Nation of Islam, the fact is that the heavyweight champion of the world was joining the organization of Malcolm X. The champ was with a group that called white people devils and stood unapologetically for self defense…” – David Zirin; Author of What’s my name, fool?, The Mohammed Ali handbook & Welcome to the Terrordome: The Pain, Politics and Promise of Sports
Ali was regularly critiqued on his tone and intonation. Something leveled at Jude is that she is rude and confrontational. All great black activism – in fact any political activism – is rooted in anger and antagonism.
It’s not socialist, but in fact a hideous neo-liberal position to tell anyone engaged in political dialogue that they are too aggressive.
I’ve seen loads of you who would describe yourself as left-leaning pile onto the “Jude is nuts” wagon.
Here’s the thing.
Most of you are white.
THAT’S how you fucking know you’re on the wrong team. If you’ve spent the last day or two, tweeting about Jude while Tommy Robinson lives and fucking breathes YOU ARE THE PROBLEM.
No one wants to be the problem.
Thirty-five middle-aged men into casual sports wear who would remotely align themselves to socialism, making snide tweets to each other:
“Have you heard this one, Phil? I’m racist…”
“Better get me Ku Klux Klan outfit for Halloween..” etc
You’re WHITE. You’re tweeting to another WHITE person about the intricacies of race in the context of labeling the black person in the “discussion” as off her head.
You’re WRONG, you jebs.
Tweet about ATOS vans, or the EDL, or the Tories if you want to prove you’re not racist. Don’t make shit gags to your white mates about the BLACK PERSON upon whom this discussion RESTS.
People who support Jude are sycophants
I’m not a sycophant. I wouldn’t kiss an arse, even if it belonged to someone fit and was part of some reciprocal lovemaking scenario.
I make my choice to support Jude because it’s a fucking easy one.
She asserts herself during conversations and describes herself as part of rude twitter, but I find her politics actually very measured.
I’m much angrier than Jude as a person. And if I were black – and I’m not so I’m just guessing – I think I’d be incandescent.
YOU CUNTS are incandescent about race and you belong to a race of people that aren’t even racially oppressed.
Calling Jude, Dude in London or Drogba isn’t Racist or Misogynist
Yes it is. There are black men on my TL who are AT LEAST as politically opinionated as Jude and never get the same sort of horrible personal attacks about looks, gender and race.
She needs a shag, she’s on her period, she’s a tranny… all horribly race and gender specific.
The worst I’ve seen about the way Tommy Robinson looks on twitter is that he’s trying to emulate Tom Cruise in Top Gun, when he wore a dodgy outfit.
That’s because there isn’t language and semantics that could shame and vilify Tommy Robinson in the same way that people are attempting to shame and vilify Jude.
Jude hates men
Jude fucks men. The KillAllMen hashtag is used against her, even though it’s clearly in a context of wit, transposed within a landscape of genuine feminist critique.
It’s the same lads making jokes about paedophiles, trying to liken the KillAllMen hashtag to her wider, entirely sound political observations.
I saw a young girl – dense as all fuck – who tweeted something like:
“Can’t believe @JudeInLondon just called someone a misogynist then her next tweet – seriously – was KillAllMen”
You’re following cunts who regularly make gags about people who shag kids, cocker. Back to school for you, dickhead.
Just because some women too firmly entrenched in Patriarchy agree with you – the same dicks who are RTing your paedo gags and don’t choose to engage in internet politics (which is their choice, but I’m political EVERYWHERE) – don’t kid yourself you’re the civil ones.
Jude tweets too much
Jude can do what the fuck she wants.
Plus it’s not Jude hanging on to the fucking argument for days after like a fucking petulant teenager.
“I don’t care about the internet… it’s not real..”
You’re doing a fucking good impression of someone who cares, you relentlessly tweeting cunt.
Personal attacks on Jude’s grief
Once more, Jude can do what the fuck she wants.
Anyone questioning the solemnity of someone’s grief by whether or not she goes on the internet is a bad dickhead. And barrel scraping.
Jude is a self-appointed Human Rights Campaigner
Jude made a documentary for the BBC about women in DRC. Jude regularly contributes publicly both in person and in writing about women suffering in the DRC. Jude pursues a political dialogue within New Media despite relentless unnecessary abuse.
She’s not a self-appointed Human Rights Campaigner.
You don’t have to like Jude, obviously. You can hate Jude. You can slag Jude off. But if you’re in the “Dude in London…” thread, there’s no debate to be had. You ARE the bell.
I’ll get shit for writing this. Arsed.
Jude knows – as well as I do – that we could pose in replica shirts and joke about anal sex and RT your jokes and not have a political identity whatsoever and get no shit at all from football fans.