There is a particular kind of weariness that settles over you when watching anti-West radical activists on tour. It is the predictability of watching chic revolutionaries attempting to cosplay as ‘resistance fighters’ or Che Guevara, while maintaining their strictly non-negotiable requirement for a good air con system, functioning minibar and high thread Egyptian cotton bed linen.

It was a masterclass in five-star solidarity, a perfect bit of radical chic

It was a masterclass in five-star solidarity, a perfect bit of radical chic

The latest troupe to tread the boards of this weary theatre is the Belfast rap trio, Kneecap. Fresh from their triumph of ‘beating the British empire’ (a reference to Liam Og O hAnnaigh’s success in having terror related charges against him dismissed) they decamped to Cuba as part of the ‘Nuestra America Convoy’ to ‘break the siege’ and stand in solidarity with the Cuban people against the evil West. 

The highlight of their visit was a high-octane concert, a spectacle that required an impressive array of tech, amplifiers, strobe lights, and mixing desks. After the gig, the crumbling Cuban grid gave up the ghost. Never mind, Kneecap chirped on X, ‘even with the power cutting out shortly after our gig, the message of solidarity to Palestine remains the same.’ Never mind that Palestine is........

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