Guilty – of wrecking our values
I ONLY watched Broadchurch, ITV’s Leftist feminist crime saga, to the end because it was so awful, and to make sure it never backtracked on its nasty, biased opening scenes, in which police officers quite wrongly declared that they ‘believed’ an alleged victim, which is emphatically not their job.
The culprit turned out to be that staple of the dud crime story, a secretly mad person whose actions couldn’t have been guessed at or predicted. There were no normal men. The most prominent Christian character was a weirdo. The police had dysfunctional families, yet lectured citizens on their private conduct. I couldn’t fathom why until it dawned on me that they were snarling at male suspects for not being feminist enough.
The rape itself was that very rare event, a violent attack on a woman by a stranger in the open. Ninety per cent of alleged rapes in the UK are committed by people known to the victim, and bear no resemblance to Broadchurch. If they did, there would be a higher conviction rate, I think.
This stuff matters. People know little of the lives of others and dramas such as this make them think the world is worse than it is. They also undermine the beliefs and morals of those who don’t share the modern, progressive ideas of TV executives. And I think that is what they are meant to do.