Why we need to talk about Kneecap

Three young men — just three young working class rappers from West Belfast in the North Ireland — have succeeded in striking terror in the heart of a British political establishment made up of machine politicians with their pockets full of shekels and their hearts full of malice.

This is, in technicolor detail, is where we are now?

The genocidal slaughter of an indigenous people in the name of an ethno-supremacist European settler-colonial project — yet it is those who stand up and speak out who are demonized — this only confirms that while those in power may not be in the 19th-century, they are oh so certainly ‘of it’.

Ruled by expensively educated barbarians in tailored suits, people of conscience and consciousness all around the world have been plunged into a dynamic of person vs machine, life vs death, and in the very last analysis of the homemade bomb of the Palestinian resistance vs the Merkava Israeli tank that is representative not of civilization but of fascism in our time.

Kneecap, the band, have planted their feet firmly on the side of humanity in our time, and they have found themselves being figuratively and metaphorically lynched in consequence.

Culture for the genocide-minded reprobates who rule over us is a sphere that should rightly know its place. Working class…