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Irish Savant – irishsavant.blogspot July 11, 2020

Late in life I came to realise the value of not sweating the small stuff. No point in getting into a state over trivial annoyances. Reinhold Niebuhr had an even more profound insight: God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference. Genuinely, such an invocation does help you get through life in a less stressful way.
I try live by these precepts. But sometimes it ain’t easy. Very many years ago I fell in love with Jesus College Cambridge. The ambiance, the grounds, the stately buildings and echoing corridors. I’d love to have had an academic position there but despite having a PhD, a Post-Doctoral Fellowship and published a high-selling book in my field I wouldn’t have had a chance. Only the best of the best of the best are awarded a tenured professorship at Cambridge. And that’s after surviving the fabled back-stabbing of academic politics where lifelong friendships are transformed into lifelong enmities in the vicious squabble for spoils. Little wonder then that the dons, once ensconced, become bywords for arrogance and their fanatical defence of their academic independence.
You can imagine therefore what it takes to become the Master Of Jesus College Cambridge.

Sonita Alleyne. Click to enlarge

Unless you’re Sonita Alleyne who washed up in Britain from Barbados about 50 years ago. She eventually got a pass BA – be assured it was not in astrophysics – after which she started a ‘music publicity company’. And that’s the extent of her achievements. But, as I’ve always said, if you’re black, are not in jail and wear business clothes the world is your oyster. Alleyne’s pass BA and involvement with a small publicity company propelled her to unimaginable heights with a Fellowship of the Royal Society Of Arts and appointments to, inter alia, the Court of Governors at London’s University Of Arts and the BBC Trust (Governing Body). And now she’s Master of Jesus College Cambridge. Never published an academic paper, undertaken a research project or even taught students. And she’s now setting the academic direction for one of the world’s most prestigious Colleges. Alumni such as Thomas Cranmer, Samuel Taylor Coleridge and Thomas Malthus must be spinning in their graves.
Now you’d imagine that having been parachuted in the most bizarre way into such a position Alleyne would keep her head down, cringing with embarrassment when chairing a meeting of intellectual powerhouses. Not a bit of it! Since her appointment she’s spent her time haranguing academic staff and the general public on the terrible bigotry that blacks labour under. On June 5th she published a message on the College web site: Yup, you’ve guessed it. George Floyd. “If one man can’t breathe none of us can breathe” (an assertion disprovable by a child) adding “Be angry at this moment”. When someone pointed out that June 5 was also the 20th anniversary of the Tiananmen Square massacre Allenye was not pleased. According to The Spectator ‘she has forbidden the dons from speaking about the College’s relationship with China’ (my emphasis). Forbidden the dons! Oh deary deary me. I suppose only an affirmative action nonentity utterly tone deaf to university practices and traditions could come out with something like that.
So that’s why I blew a fuse this morning and why Niebuhr’s invocation went out the window.
I marvel at the treachery of Britain’s ruling class (I’m not referring just to the aristocracy here). They have sold out a glorious heritage, handing it over to unworthy and ungrateful foreigners who have no claim to it. Will some traveller in the distant future echo the words of Shelley as he surveys the impending wreckage?
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place?

 

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