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British writer Julie Burchill explores sex, drugs, rock and religion in her new autobiographical book, Unchosen. Louder Than War’s Robert Pegg reviews.

Julie Burchill, in case you don’t already know, co-authored the seminal ‘The Boy Look At Johnny – The Obituary of Rock and Roll‘ in 1978. Still only a teenager herself, the book effectively punctured the balloon of punk rock before it even had the chance to be properly inflated. Anybody over the age of forty that hasn’t read it really ought to attend to that cultural omission without any further delay.

Back then Burchill answered an ad for ‘hip young gunslingers’ in the NME when it was a publication genuinely worth reading and before it became the Smash Hits for the Gap Year generation that it is today. Burchill took up her guns, started shooting and hasn’t stopped since. Sometimes scattergun, as she is when she went after the predominantly posh public school Greens in the wonderful collection of essays on hypocrisy, ‘Not In My Name’ co-authored with long time friend and collaborator Chas Newkey-Burden, and sometimes with the in-your-face, point blank accuracy of a contract killer as she does in her latest book Unchosen, when she goes after journalist India Knight and her ignorant moral relativism. Almost forty years on she’s showing no signs of running out of ammunition, let alone even thinking about laying those guns down and  knockin’ on heaven’s door.

Unchosen – Confessions of a Philo-Semite is the not before time part autobiography and chronological account of what is in effect an abiding love affair. Not with a person, but with a religion and a country: the Jews and Israel.

Stumbling across a copy of her father’s World At War part work dealing with the Shaoh, the infatuation began. Precocious as a child and teenager the young Burchill zealously pursued her affair with Judaism with a combination of natural curiosity and intellectual inquiry, all of it punctuated by incessant bouts of adolescent masturbation. Oh, the masturbation! Ceaseless, frenetic and noisy she’s bang at it like a rattlesnake in a biscuit tin as we go through all the sexual inquisitiveness of a teenage girl obsessed with Marc Bolan and the Jews.

Rattling through chapters like ‘Meet The Perverts’, ‘Off My Face In The Promised Land’ and ‘The New Jews’ the self confessed “half intellectual, half lout” is contagiously bitchy and delightfully invective throughout. Her farewell missive to her former employers at The Guardian actually made me swell with pride. I lost count of the amount of times I laughed aloud and I, a grown man with a lifetime of experiences behind him, squealed at least twice and cried at the end. It soon becomes clear, however, that Unchosen is two books in one.  On the one hand is the deliciously bitchy account of times at the NME, fall-outs with former husbands and in-laws, and assorted literary and journalistic pub brawls. That’s Burchill the lout. Burchill the intellectual has also composed a well researched, insightful and succinct polemic on the history of the Jews in England from Richard I to present day anti-semitism.

As a memoir it’s pretty much faultless. It’s funny, engaging and moving. It tells of a life well lived and you can ask for no more from any memoir. What sets this one apart is the sheer joy and enthusiasm of the writing. Every time you turn a page you know something is going to be on it that leaps up and kisses you on both cheeks. Unchosen is unambiguously direct throughout, but that’s Julie Burchill all over. You don’t tiptoe around The Burch. If you do, she’ll catch you out of the corner of her bleary eye and punch you full in the face.

Unchosen is not  just nigh on perfectly written it is also perfectly timed. This last Summer has seen an unprecedented rise in anti-semitic incidents and Julie Burchill is one of Israel’s and Judaism’s most vociferous advocates. Burchill’s is a voice of humour, urgency and clarity in the face of the insipid cant and hypocrisy that surrounds any recent discussion on Israel. Sure, it’s forceful and unapologetic but after a Summer of sweaty bleating from the cranks and racists of the allegedly pro-Palestinian faction and their associated nitwit dullard supporters from the arts and media it arrives as fresh and as bright as an Autumn morning.

There will be the inevitable and ineffectual intellectual invertebrates wailing that anti-Zionism is not the same as anti-Semitism. But really, after the events of these past few months that line has become so blurred it’s barely even worth acknowledging anymore. Besides, it’s not us (and I count myself as a fellow philo) that have the explaining to do, it’s everybody else.

But critics of Burchill’s love affair with Judaism and Israel are missing the point. Unchosen is not a book about a blind, irrational obedience with a political or religious ideology. At its heart it is a tender look back at a first love and realising that in spite of everything that has passed since that first teenage flush of infatuation, all the inappropriate lovers and husbands, the fights and the fallouts, the bitter, drunken tears and cocaine hazes, the inevitable bruises and breaks that a fully and ferociously lived life just keeps hitting you with, that love is as strong and devoted now as it was when all of those experiences still lay in front of you, and it probably always will be.

When you strip it right down, Unchosen is a tender and rather delicate and moving love story, told beautifully, of a people, of a place.

Don’t we all wish we had someone that loved us so?


All words by Robert Pegg. More words from Robert can be found at his Author Archive.

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  1. “after a Summer of sweaty bleating from the cranks and racists of the allegedly pro-Palestinian faction and their associated nitwit dullard supporters from the arts and media”. Are you serious? Could you be more accurate? Protesting against the unlawful murder of hundreds of Palestinian civilians – many of them small kids – is hardly ‘sweaty bleating’. “Nitwits and racists” – isn’t this a book review?

  2. You truly are a moron Robert Pegg.
    “There will be the inevitable and ineffectual intellectual invertebrates wailing that anti-Zionism is not the same as anti-Semitism.”
    what sort of intellectual midget are you ? you blow the standard trumpet of the desperate apologist of murder and tyranny, and seemingly with a straight face suggest that those that question this facile nonsense are of inferior intellect. how spectacularly deep you are wallowing in your intellectual and ethical quagmire.
    “But really, after the events of these past few months that line has become so blurred it’s barely even worth acknowledging anymore”.
    I take it you are not referring to the large scale murder of civilians with high tech weaponry and assault on besieged populations with no means of escape or defence, continued decades of breaking of international law, theft of property and land, or carrying out a barbaric seige causing untold suffering and misery, brutalising a civilian population for decades and so forth ?

    Besides, it’s not us (and I count myself as a fellow philo) that have the explaining to do, it’s everybody else.

    No, it is you and those who support such things that have some explaining to do.
    You are ethically and intellectually bankrupt.

    I read this article as i wanted to read a book review, not the thinly veiled apology for barbarism.

  3. big fk difference between antisemitism and anti zionist- i don’t name you for never having delved into the specifics being pretty much a blank sheet until a few months back semites are the jewish people the ‘ True jewish people having blood lines going back in some cases thousands of years and in most cases opposed to what is going on in gaza ( spin the mainstream propaganda ‘news machine’ . .) Zionist true Zionist are nationalistic to the core they believe god gave them that land it belongs to them – now here’s the big question. Al these ‘ Zionists ‘ never originally came from Isreal or the land of isreal of what is now called Isreal. They are ‘ Askhanazi’ ‘ Jews’, Google that. So the question is; How in gods name can they claim that land if NEVer came from it in the first place. Its equal to a bunch of ‘ Gypsies ‘ coming over to bristol and saying it is their land because it was god that gave it to them. Except there’s a bloody lot of them, netanyahu is A Zionist, and not a real jew, 70 percent of Israeli citizens are “ Ashkenazi “- Given these are not all hard core nationalists. but the fukkin lot of them that do the massacaring and killing damn right then we have all the propaganda how the Israelis are being attacked attacked etc sickening pure insane propaganda.

  4. A brave and exhilarating review worthy of congratulation, particularly in these times as Britain returns to it’s Anti Semitic viciousness, as so evident in the comments above. And the same congratulation due for a book which is all as described by Robert Pegg and more. It is historically informative with fascinating references and anecdotal quotes from ancient to contemporary, drawing from political, theatrical and Julie’s wide range of very personal life and work experience. A book written by a warm, witty and happily flawed human being. Her analytical skills are enhanced by her well known ability to fearlessly strip bare a class riddled Britain.
    “Philo-Semites merely aim their affection at a different group than the usual-one far worthier of admiration, being notable for achieving on their own merits agaist great odds rather than having everything handed to them on a plate just because their long dead ancestors were particularly lucky and or brutal. The traditional ruling class English distrust of the Jews is based on this. that it takes the immigrants just a couple of generations to make the same sashay up through the social heirarchy that it takes the indigenous a couple of centuries.jews are very clever and the English ruling class are very stupid, so naturally English jews have taken from the poshos a bit of the wealth and property that once was theirs, snatched from the peasantry and bequeathed by robber barons long ago.”
    As the chattering hoards gather keenly to carry out the desires and distractions of the ruling classes yet again, we hear a lone voice daring to call out and name the shameful truth. And like the subjects of her unfaltering love, Julie Burchill is not afraid to stand alone and be different, clever and passionate no matter how unpopular it makes her with the sheeple. A toast to you, Julie, L’Ha’i! Which in English, means simply, To Life.


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