(And The Devil has spotted that Iain Dale has spotted the latest assault on motorists’ legal standing in the case of accidents with cyclists and pedestrians…bet 50p Charles won’t be charged if a cyclist hits his stationary Aston and injures himself…)
I can’t decide, taken over a period of many years, whether…
(1) to like the Prince of Wales as an intelligent and thoughtful man who is troubling to find feasible solutions to what he honestly thinks are real problems,
(2) to despise him as hypocritically uninvolved in the real day-to-day business of being one of his future subjects – or,
(3) merely as a poor sad tormented intellectual weakling, adopting the squashed shape of whichever Fake Charity sat on his head most recently.
Today, owning a fine Aston Martin which he loves to drive (naturally enough), and at least five other personal vehicles, he goes on yet more about us needing to be persuaded of things such as this:
“We must surely be able to organise ourselves… in ways in which we are not dependent on it [the “car”] to such a great extent for our daily needs.”
He may be sincere, or more likely just pressured by strong and committed members of the Enemy Class. If the latter, then “choice-editing” as proposed by people like Madeleine Bunting will not come up into the poor sad bloke’s radar – he’ll just assume that – because he’s a sort of nice harmless bloke who wouldn’t hurt a fly, literally – ordinary individuals will just want to and also can go along with these dis-mobolisation plans the Enemy Class has for Teh Masses.