The New Year’s Honours list has been released, and while there are plenty of names on it that are well-known, there are many other recipients that you may have never heard of.
That’s because these people are ordinary Brits who have done extraordinary things – and now they are being recognised for their work.
I know to an extent that this hatred is irrational but it really does get to me, this description of people as “ordinary”.
We see it in Westminster often enough: “ordinary families”. We see it here in the honours lists, “ordinary” people. It’s grossly condescending: there’s this group over here, which we speakers and writers and proper people belong to, then there’s that undifferentiated mass over there of ordinary ones. “Ordinary” people doing extraordinary things: it’s akin to congratulating the traveler on the short bus for having managed to stop eating his crayons.
We’re all Darwin’s special little fucking snowflakes and don’t you bloody forget it you uppity little ass.