Things seem to be coming to a head. With the New Orleans terrorist attack – which is what it was, it wasn’t a truck gone bad on its own – the Las Vegas bombing, and the explosion of the British rape-gang schedule (I don’t know why they persist in calling it “grooming” except as a euphemism; I even asked Grok if it had a different British meaning and the answer was no) it looks darker now.

You can feel bad about it. Last week there was a tremendous feeling of hope. Now we see what looks much like war.

But in fact it’s a good sign. Things are coming to a head. The masks are off, and the paralysis has gone away.

Over 20 years ago, Richard Fernandez compared the European Left to the ichneumon wasp: