Most of us are now familiar with the shameless tactic of ‘playing the race card’, which is usually employed by those who’ve painted themselves into a corner and lack both the intelligence and the decency to formulate a coherent argument that will stand up and warrant examination. I suppose the first time the race card was played to great effect was during the trial of OJ Simpson back in the 90s, when an odds-on guilty verdict was masterfully reversed by Simpson’s legal team as they tapped into the ongoing racial tensions in the US and made the whole spectacle about race. It worked, and ever since then the race card has been produced routinely by some non-white public figures as a means of silencing any questioning of their actions as well offering a sense of security that prevents opposing points of view when making public statements. Just the other day a black actress in the Netflix bodice-ripper, ‘Bridgerton’, made a ludicrous claim in a magazine interview which came across as a desperate attempt to place the multicultural Regency fantasy of the series within an authentic historical context.
According to Adjoa Andoh (the actress), 50% of Nelson’s navy was African and 20,000 black people were living in the centre of London in the early 19th century. She states this as fact, yet offers no evidence of her claims. Most of us fortunate to have learnt our British history before it was warped by Woke revisionism know this is simply untrue, yet nobody would dare dispute the actress’s imaginative fallacy, for to do so would immediately result in one being labelled racist; therefore, she is free to spout such guff knowing she is immune to criticism or questioning. The increasing misuse and abuse of the word ‘racist’ outside of its correct context and using it as a casual insult to put the brakes on debate does nobody any favours other than perhaps actual racists. It serves to bracket any genuine racism alongside a ridiculous list of imaginary racist crimes, diminishing the effectiveness of the word in outing the real guilty parties and breeding cynicism towards the word itself and towards accusations of racism rooted in fact. When everything is racist, nothing is racist.
Having seen the deplorable playing of the race card and how successful it can enable some to get away with murder (well, it certainly did OJ Simpson), those unable to pull it out of the hat on account of being white have found another one they can play – the mental health card. Again, when the amoral use the phrase ‘mental health’ as an excuse they imagine will elicit sympathy and deflect closer scrutiny of whatever crime they have committed, they do so at the expense of those who are genuine sufferers of mental health conditions. It’s almost reached the stage when we anticipate ‘mental health’ being pushed forward as a get-out-of-jail card whenever anyone is exposed as a crook, and we begin to suspect everyone with mental health issues of being a charlatan, employing the phrase in the same way a drafted soldier in a time of war might pretend to be mad in order to be relocated from the frontline. However, none of this would be remotely effective without the support of the more disreputable members of the psychiatric profession, those Gods among men whose unimpeachable wisdom in the court of Law ranks even higher than the authority of the Judge.
In a recent and typically thought-provoking ‘Triggernometry’ interview, the former prison psychiatrist Theodore Dalrymple summarily rubbished some of the oft-quoted ‘facts’ when it comes to the mental health of many currently being detained at Her Majesty’s Pleasure and exposed them for what they are. ‘You read…that seventy percent of prisoners have some sort of psychological problem,’ he said. ‘I believe that’s a whole load of hokum. That is an excuse for the failure to deal with the relatively few raving lunatics in prison, which the NHS is incapable of dealing with because it’s so incompetent.’ He cited the decimation of the state psychiatric hospital network as leaving no option but to put those with serious mental conditions behind bars, and if a stat claiming 70% of 80,000 people is to be believed, it’s no wonder the task of adequately caring for them seems an impossible one that nobody would expect any government capable of resolving.
Theodore Dalrymple also criticised the methods of diagnosing mental health in the context of it providing a reason for criminal behaviour. ‘Their whole process of diagnosis is so lax,’ he said of his fellow professionals; when confronted by further stats claiming a high proportion of convicted criminals have educational needs such as dyslexia and so on, he recalled his own experience of dealing with prisoners and said that ‘(most) were not deficient in intelligence; they could understand everything perfectly well.’ Playing the mental health card is the default position of many unscrupulous psychiatrists hired as experts by defence teams to secure a violent villain a cushier sentence than his crime otherwise warrants; and blaming mental health for a crime suggests it was the condition that committed the crime rather than the criminal; it implies he or she can be cured, thus winning far earlier parole than the recognition of an incurably evil nature ever would.
Deprived of the Ludovico Technique to guarantee a model citizen upon release, the role of the prison psychiatrist can be pivotal in swinging it, and the do-gooder naivety of many parole boards confronted by a well-behaved criminal with the psychiatric stamp of approval is testament to how mental health can be abused. Most are unaware of the way in which the mental health card is a useful tool for the canny crook to cut short his sentence because they’re not paying attention until the predictable headline when said wrong ‘un inevitably reoffends once released. The public figure playing it when caught out, however, we know of from the moment his or her illicit activities are revealed via Fleet Street. Only this week we’ve seen backbench Tory MP David Warburton react to being exposed as an alleged coke-snorting, serial sexual harasser by playing the mental health card, checking-in to a private psychiatric hospital, apparently suffering from ‘severe shock and stress’.
Warburton has had the Conservative whip withdrawn as an investigation into the allegations levelled against him is pending; misconduct complaints stem from three separate women and, according to the Sunday Times, these include two former aides. The fact that Warburton employed his wife in Parliament in a ‘human resources’ role didn’t exactly fill the complainants with confidence that their allegations would be investigated or taken seriously; Mrs Warburton is still able to work as her husband’s Communications Officer and Parliamentary Assistant, despite the change in the rules forbidding MPs elected from 2017 onwards to employ family members, because he himself was elected in 2015. As some of Mr Warburton’s colleagues blame his behaviour on a ‘mid-life crisis’, the MP is safely cocooned from the publicity at his mental health retreat and the new Independent Complaints and Grievance Scheme, the Parliamentary watchdog set up to deal with allegations of harassment, is looking into the story.
We’ve already witnessed how several athletes have recently been showered in nauseating praise for their ‘bravery’ at failing in their chosen field and then invariably playing the mental health card in the knowledge that failure attributed to mental health issues will be celebrated more than sporting success in some quarters. As with the other examples referenced, falling back on mental health as a catch-all term to excuse deficiencies that bear little relation to authentic mental health conditions that millions of people are genuinely afflicted by devalues the term; it also risks provoking scepticism whenever anyone suffers for real rather than cynically playing the card. Celebrities wearing mental health as a fashion accessory doesn’t help much either, but this is the society we find ourselves in, a society in which selective ring-fencing can neutralise a multitude of sins.
© The Editor
6 thoughts on “MADHOUSE OF CARDS”
I find it fascinating that ‘while the balance of his mind was disturbed’ appears to be an acceptable defence for almost any murder now. I would contend that anyone who murders another human has a mind which is quite evidently unbalanced, it’s not a defence, at best if is some sort of feeble explanation, but never an acceptable excuse.
As long as there are salaries, pensions and status to be gained from encouraging the manifold fallacies of racism and mental health excuses, they will continue to be encouraged by so-called ‘professionals’ as default defences for personal failings.
But the measure now is, if we ever found ourselves in one of those situations, would we have the moral strength to resist those apparently acceptable cop-outs and own up to our evident inadequacies? Tricky call.
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It’s certainly understandable that any legal team representing a villain looking at a lengthy sentence will grab at the prospect of a reduced sentence via the mental health route; and it’s equally understandable the villain will go along with it – perhaps to the point of wearing underpants on his head and sticking a couple of pencils up his nostrils as some apparently did in the trenches (if ‘Blackadder Goes Fourth’ is to be believed). However, it seems especially contemptible when certain politicians or celebrities play the card as a means of excusing their behaviour and, in the process, serve to tar all mental health issues with the same dubious brush. Mind you, as you point out, when painted into that corner, who knows what we ourselves might stoop to? Nothing quite so low, one would hope…
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I don’t doubt for a moment that the Honorable Member is indeed suffering from ‘severe shock and stress’, but only brought on by the inconvenient fact that he was caught. He probably didn’t demonstrate too much ‘shock and stress’ when (allegedly) being over-familiar with some ladies or when he somehow found himself in too close proximity to some dodgy-looking white powder. Strangely, they still think we’re too stupid to work it out – I think we all know who’s really the stupid one.
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Since Elizabethan ( the First English one) times the citizens of London have been wont to stroll down to Blackfriers to buy some delicious Kent tucker. Fried Chicken, rabbit, hare, all manner of birds, and herring, all coated in that delicious spiced batter.
Many of these black marketers became quite well off and mingled in the higher strata of society, clicking heels in the cotilion, quadrille, scotch reell, sauteuse, redowa and other jigs.
Sadly all records of that vibrant time have been erased. Much like the Chinese today.
If your only source of information was tv drama, documentaries, “entertainment” and nature programmes you would not know that every village and hamlet in UK has a Chinese restaurant or take-away. Or that cities have a China Town.
Anyway these things like Bridgerton are full of errors.
Nobody smokes, the horses don’t shit, candles are cheap as chips, never burn down or need trimming and everybody has a perfect complexion, no BO and no lice.
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For most ordinary folk, life in Elizabethan times was just like John Bercow – nasty, brutish and short.
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Mudplugger, excellent analysis of Mr Bercow.
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