Some things are beyond parody

Julie Burchill has become a columnist with The Independent newspaper in the United Kingdom.  Once upon a time she was an in your face, iconoclastic, angry young thing of the punk era.  Maybe she was one of the proofs of its inauthentic rebellion and few people noticed how fake the period and its out-riders truly were.  These days (it seems to me) Julie Burchill has become a middle-aged, increasingly reactionary parody of her earlier ridiculous public persona.

Her column in today's Independent almost makes one's jaw drop.  She can't seriously believe such reactionary, racist drivel.  It must be an attempt at self-parody, surely?

No.  I don't believe so either.  Julie probably does subscribe to such bullshit.  And she probably does laugh all the way to the bank.  I wrote what follows in the comments section.  Other readers seem to agree but none of us should comment at all.  It will only encourage her to think we care.

Do we have to put up with Ms Burchell's mock-Little Englander phase for much longer? It's not only tedious and vacuous but intellectually bankrupt. One imagines that Pravda probably had a similar 'opinion' piece at about the corresponding point of the Soviet disaster in Afghanistan. She is entitled to her "armchair warrior" views, of course but doubting the validity or prospects of success of the current strategy in Afghanistan does not appeasement make.

I guess someone at The Independent has made some kind of bean-counting calculation to justify the cost / benefit of the newspaper acting as some kind of wicked stepmother's mirror for one of the nation's long lost enfants terrible. I'm one of the beans who reads her articles and increasingly wonders why I waste my time on this site if all it gives us is more 'Ms Angry' from once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away. 
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