put down perfection

David Crabb shows James Schneider how it's done..

https://x.com/DavidCrabbUK/status/1874493466673115503

"... You insufferable hand-wringing relic of the failed Corbynista cult—coming in hot with another intellectual bellyflop. By the end of this, you’ll wish you’d stayed in the shadows of Twitter obscurity where you belong.

First off, your opener reeks of reheated student union rhetoric. "Goodwin, Farage, Tommy Robinson & co..." You couldn’t even muster an original jab, could you? Trotting out the usual bogeymen for your virtue-signalling bingo card. Here’s a tip, James: If you're going to name-drop, at least land a punch. Goodwin’s writing circles around you, Farage reshaped British politics, and Robinson, love him or loathe him, has done more to highlight working-class concerns than you’ve ever achieved by waffling from your metropolitan bubble.

Now, let’s tackle the meat of your nonsense: "claim to stand up for the working class by blaming migrants." No, James, they do stand up for the working class—by addressing issues that your lot prefer to sweep under the Persian rug of progressive delusion. Mass migration is a real concern for ordinary Brits. It depresses wages, strains housing, and crushes public services. But, of course, you'd rather clutch your Guardian and scream "xenophobia" from the safety of your overpriced  flat, wouldn't you?

Then comes the pièce de résistance: "It's a sham." Oh, bravo! What a knockout argument. Did you stay up all night crafting that one? Here’s what’s actually a sham, mate: the champagne socialism you embody, where middle-class Marxists like you pontificate about the proletariat while sipping organic lattes and browsing Airbnbs for your next socialist retreat. You wouldn’t recognise the working class if they were building your bloody extension.

Your attempt to pin "scams that take from the working class" on those fighting to defend Britain’s borders is peak projection. Who props up the real scams, James? The open-door migration policies your ilk champion, which flood the country with cheap labour to please corporate fat cats while the average Brit can’t afford their rent? The green subsidies that line the pockets of eco-grifters while pensioners freeze? The culture wars that distract us all while your lot quietly shift more power to the global elite you pretend to oppose? You're not fighting the super-rich; you’re their bloody lapdog.

Here’s the truth you can’t stomach: the people you’re sneering at—Farage, Robinson, even bloody Goodwin—are actually listening to the concerns of the voiceless, while you play word games for retweets from your equally irrelevant echo chamber. You’re not the voice of the working class, James. You’re the hiss of a punctured bicycle tyre, deflating under the weight of your own irrelevance.

Do yourself a favour: put the Twitter down, have a long look in the mirror, and realise that your tired, 2017-era class-war schtick is about as useful as an ice cube in Antartica. Britain’s moved on. Maybe it’s time you did too..."

Mike drop...🤗