In justifying his “war” on the police, Mr Moat appealed to sentimentality. He described a policeman in a car waiting at a roundabout, “to bully a single mum, who probably can’t afford her car tax.” Poor single mother, who doesn’t know where babies come from, and who can afford a car but not the tax.
Reader Andrew S. was prescient in sending us a link to a Facebook group in praise of British murderer Raoul Moat, who recently left prison, shot his ex-girlfriend and her new boyfriend, and hid from police for several days before ending his own life. “I think it’s the kind of thing that Theodore Dalrymple is very likely to write about in the near future,” said Andrew.
Well, yesterday’s Telegraph carried a Dalrymple piece linking the Moat affair to the arguments in his new book “Spoilt Rotten: The Toxic Cult of Sentimentality”. He always seems in top form when writing about these kinds of people, and it shows in this piece. For example, here we find another classic instance of Dalrymplian humor in the exposure of self-justification: