I’d never have expected to find myself in sympathy with that security company (you know the one) whose sub-contractors inadvertently painted all their doors in Middlesbrough red and then allowed asylum seekers to live behind them.
It’s common for communities to have covenants about this sort of thing, which have to be obeyed. As far as I can tell, the company in question weren’t conforming to any such rules, but merely got hold of a few cheap tins of paint and decided to put it to good use. Perfectly reasonable, I’d say - how were they to guess that a shitstorm of sanctimoniousness would burst over their heads for this breach of a newly-minted set of retrospectively made-up correctitude?
No, I have no problem with any of that. Nor, given the way things are, do I have a problem with the meeja’s handling of the story. I expect nothing else from them. They need targets, and will be indiscriminate in selecting them, especially on a slow local news day. The Mudroch press don’t care much where they point their paint-guns, as long as they splatter something.
No, my problem is that nobody seems to have gone to any lengths at all to identify, name, shame or prosecute the sub-human wazzocks who kicked the whole thing off. Imagine the thought-process (if that’s not over-glorifying it): we hate immigrants; red doors identify immigrants; so let’s terrorise red-door-dwellers. That seems to be taken for granted.
For so long as those mentalities – thuggery and blind-eye connivance with thuggery – exist, never mind persist, in this land, goodness and decency are, I worry, doomed.
My front door is painted white, by the way.