Brendan O’Neill has a great article in Spiked about the Megan Markle cult:
But what is indisputable is that a weird, unsettling and censorious atmosphere of religiosity now surrounds the Duchess of Sussex. The cultural elites have beatified her. They’ve made her the patron saint of critical race theory, the goddess of wokeness. To venture a criticism of this high priestess of correct thought is to risk cancellation. Questioning her ‘truth’ is to 2021 what questioning the truth of the Bible was to 1521.
There is an important part he forgets to mention, though. It wasn’t the elites that gave mass viewership to Markle’s idiotic interview with Oprah. It wasn’t the elites that have been consuming every article about her and filling all social media with endless references to her.
Markle is building her personal brand. She does what sells. If the interview had low ratings, she’d find a new strategy. But how can anybody criticize her for following the money and doing what works? It’s up to us to not buy into her grift, and we are failing.
Elites, schmelites. It isn’t the elites that dragged people to the TV sets and made them watch. It isn’t the elites that make people rat out their neighbors in Montreal or wave green passports in Israel. It isn’t the elites that bought into every COVID lie because they couldn’t be buggered to google any actual science. It isn’t the elites that kept their kids locked up all through the summer to feed their neuroses. We collectively make it profitable to be a Markle or a Cuomo, and then we moan about the evil elites. If a drug dealer sells you drugs, yes, he’s an evil bastard. But if you didn’t show up with cash in hand, he wouldn’t have a customer.
Nobody will bring us our intellectual and physical freedom on a platter, so let’s stop pouting about that and take it ourselves. These days, whenever I hear the word “elites,” it sounds like “I want some candy but mommy is mean and won’t give me any.” We need to get our own damn candy already.
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