The naive view of events is that the famously unideological Liberal Party has been captured by hardened identity-politics warriors and environmental zealots. In fact, it is they who have been captured, drafted irrevocably into the political service of the leader.
They have proved especially invaluable to this leader. Had they, and he, not advertised their devotion to sexual and racial equality with such fervour, his own history of sexual and racial indiscretions might have surfaced earlier, and to more effect.
As it was he was able to skate through. Partly by adroit use of woke buzzwords (“men and women experience things differently,” as a defence to a charge of groping, is effectively “chicks be crazy” under a fresh coat of feminist subjectivism; “I was blinded by my privilege” doesn’t even begin to explain his peculiar penchant for dressing in blackface), and partly because, having so completely thrown in their lot with him, they have nowhere else to go.
How complete is the capture of the ideologues can be seen in the silence they have been forced to observe, through one episode after another in which it has been made excruciatingly clear that their loyalty was not reciprocated.
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