We’d prefer to keep our powder dry. We call it the wise option. And with this hot topic? We’re the driest and wisest we’ve even been.  Here we are – good Christians to the back teeth who for decades have declared that the likes of Boy George are the weird ones, yet it may have been us all along. There he is, Boy George staring out from his oversized hat, fabulous outfit, his contrarian thick make-up and goatee beard, pointing a finger at sensible old silent us and saying “Weird!”

“Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry?”

It’s a telling sign when it takes an Irish androgynous globally-recognised pop-star to publicly shame the anti-Semitism that is the current scourge of the West.

When Boy George was a guest on an Irish TV talk show just this past week following the Golders Green stabbings of two Jewish men in London, he asked the audience how many of them even knew a Jewish person.

There was stone-cold silence. Not a word. Not a peep.

“Oh the silence!”, he remarked almost mockingly, “How weird.” You could sense the bristling in the crowed, but he stared them down. 

Was it fear of being “outed” the led to the silence? That would be the better option. More troublesome is the fact that the silence was a sullenness grounded in the crowd’s hatred towards Jewish people. A hatred that has a long history in Ireland, it has to be said.

Perhaps they wanted to call out Boy George, but didn’t have the guts to be exposed on national television by a well known celebrity. That would make sense.

It’s hard to believe – having been there when the first Culture Club song came out back in the 1980s (and not being so enamoured by its “ear-worminess”) – that an androgynous pop icon with a history of mental problems and the odd drug addiction, has been “outed” twice in his life. Once for his sexuality. Once for his friendship with Jewish people.

Our modern culture lavished praise over him for his sexual declaration, yet has offered stony silence as he lavished praise on Jewish artists around the world, defended their honour and rejected the lemming-like cancellations by all and sundry.

Yet it’s not only weird. It’s beyond weird. It’s dark and foreboding for the future of our Western nations, and mostly for the Jewish people within them who have sought succour and shelter here.

The first week of the Royal Commission into Anti-Semitism in Australia has demonstrated this above all else: Education is not the solution. This dark foreboding is not a problem of too little information.

Some of our most educated people (albeit within a failing and inadequate system that prizes deconstruction, hatred of Christianity and a slobbering love of Marxism) are also the most anti-Semitic. They’re also the ones teaching the next generation of young people to uncritically hate Jewish people as well.

But let’s not blame universities. When the Commission is told first-hand stories of posh school kids at inter-school sports events telling Jewish children that Hitler should have “finished the job”, you can see how dark this has become. How the storm clouds are gathering again.

Yet such children will go home to mum and dad and ski trips and pop concerts like the good little middle-class Ayrans they undoubtedly mirror. Solid citizen types with futures in industry, or daddy’s law firm.

There is a rabidly dark spiritual aspect to this hate, that those within our government and institutions (when they’re not complicit themselves – hello The Greens here in Australia and overseas, with a special mention to the UK’s Zack Polanski), are struggling to understand. 

How did it get to this? they ponder? What can we do about it? they lament.

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