Real progress and the Kevin
Pietersen way
There's a fantastic article on Kevin
Pietersen in the first issue of The Nightwatchman, by Tom Holland.
Now, Pietersen's far from ordinary. He's among the top five,
certainly the top ten in the world at what he does. But it's the
early paragraphs of the article that are interesting in wider terms,
and they set out why Pietersen has appeared to be a troubled, and a
trouble, player.
Pietersen's
irrelevancies
Holland writes that there are two
traditional ways of dealing with cricket's powers that be: (a) tug
the forelock, kowtow, and get on with playing the game on the field,
keep your thoughts and ideas to yourself; or: (b) rebel. Say what you
think and don't hesitate to give them a hard time if you think they
deserve it.
Pietersen does neither, because, to
him, they're just irrelevant. Powers that be being powers that be,
they would rather have a rebel than someone who does what they need
to do and brings home to them that, with or without them, the world
goes on. They'd rather deal with a rebel than with someone who
recognises them for the irrelevance they are.
The same with race and colour.
Pietersen's South African, playing for England, in an era that still
saw South Africa picking players on a political quota basis rather
than on ability and form. Politically naeve, maybe, and certainly so
for someone otherwise so PR savvy, Pietersen sees race, colour,
religion, and all the rest of that BS for the irrelevance it is. Or,
rather, he fails to see it. He just gets on with playing his game and
recognises none of the artificial distinctions beloved equally by the
tories, UKIP and the rest of the right-wing nutters, and the looney
left huggy happy clappy social worker types on the left.
The way forward
Social progress, and political
improvement won't happen until Pietersen's Way is adopted, and it
won't happen here for a long time, unless something revolutionary
happens, or some rebels put something in the water.
There needs to be a general recognition
that forelock tugging has to become a thing of the past. Knowing your
place isn't desirable. Being run by and for a bunch of toffee-nosed
public school cartels has to stop, unless everyone's happy to be some
sort of waged slave of the corporations, and the dodgy politicians
looking after themselves and their banker mates. There's still a lot
of sharp intakes of breath at the Russell Brand “why vote?”
approach, but, when the same old same old results whoever wins, what
is the point? Unless and until there's some real viable alternatives
determined to change things, why waste the time?
Race, colour, ethnicity, whatever, will
always be an issue until the politically motivated shut up, and let
the sports world (players, not 'supporters') set the agenda.
We've got a prime minister, looking
over his shoulder at losing votes to UKIP, giving speeches
reminiscent of the Rivers of Blood hate-rant. Way to get the existing
eastern europeans on your side, you comb-over berk. Makes you feel
really welcome and happy to be forking out a fortune in taxes every
year for you to play about with.
There's the good-hearted, but equally
negative social worker types who want to pile on the baggage of
history and impose quotas and targets instead of chasing the only
real way forward:
- Treat everyone the same, in terms of opportunity to maximise their potential.
- Let nature take its course.
Equality means just that, and you get
that by education and opportunity, then let the best man or woman
win.
The Pietersen Way: recognise the
irrelevancies and the rest will take care of itself, naturally, and
rather more quickly then with continued interference, by the powers
that be.
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