Over the rich, indeed fabulously rich years since 1997 all the willing little helpers of the Blair-Mandelson Project have, like all large criminal enterprises, demonstrated that familiar, old habit of going legit.  The clashing, renegade clamour of the first, orange-haired Lesbian Outreach Officers and Directors of Asian Women’s Collectives has modulated to the smooth, machine-like hum of (if not sober-suited, at least no longer dungareed) public sector professionals.  The marxism is the same.  But these days Blair’s helpers –  those classes of being faultlessly assessed by Sean Gabb back in January 2001 - are infinitely more self-assured and certain in the permanence of their revolution.

And why not?  It’s not as if the argument ever risked being lost.  There was no argument, no public discussion at all.  Marxism has no need to win over public support.  It wins simply by seizing the manifold positions of power and unpacking its programme from there.  So, today, what tangible opposition do public sector “professionals” encounter in their daily round of service delivery to the indolent, the ineducable, the criminal, husbandless, queer or “vibrant”.  None from the ideologically moribund political right, that’s for sure.

In quiet moments, when the vibrancy calms down a bit, our new elite can reflect upon the killingly funny fact that The Project is entirely financed by the capitalist, middle-class - who can’t do a damned thing about it.  Meanwhile, the traditional, working class Labour supporters - who could - are simply too engrossed in footy and Corrie to notice that they, too, are the reactionary enemy now.  They simply carry on voting for their own cultural persecution, because it doesn’t hurt their pay packets.

But the greatest source of comfort to the Blairite public sector is surely of the spirit.  The Project bestows upon those who have yearned for equality all their lives the chance to make their dream come true.  The Project works, or so it appears.  The cultural and racial landscape of Britain is being changed, or so it appears.  A more egalitarian society – or, and this is no mere appearance, a more repressive one - is being engineered.

And all of this is only because Tony Blair wills it to his back teeth, of which there are many.  So today the Cabinet Office advertises in Society Guardian for a Fast Stream Assignments Coordinator, a low-status punk who will pull no more than 22k.  But at the foot of the ad we read, “The Cabinet Office is committed to providing equal opportunities for all, irrespective of age, disability, ethnicity, gender, marital status, religion, sexuality, transgender and working patterns.”  It’s not enough just to be another equal opportunities employer.  No, Blair’s people are, so to speak, on the ball and alive to the gender-blurring potential of confused homosexuals.  And that reference to marital status?  Surely not the feminist old hat of disfavouring traditional marriage.  More likely, one thinks, to be cutting-edge preparedness for wedded laddies.  And you can’t wage culture war more clearly than that.

It certainly puts to shame The Community Foundation of Wiltshire & Swindon.  This no doubt earnest body lags far behind, merely “striving to be an equal opportunities employer.”  Does that mean that somewhere there still survives a non-egalitarian employee in this benighted country?  No, not really.  Not if the Society Guardian is anything to go by.

One might welcome news of Manchester Drugs and Race Unit as a sign of a crackdown at last on the semi-automatic festooned gangstas of Moss Side.  Wrong.  It “exists to challenge” – what else – “health inequalities in black and minority ethnic communities and to take positive action to promote equality.”  Apparently, in order to be equal to white drug addicts, black and minority ethnic drug addicts need “access to quality and appropriate information, treatment and support that meets their needs.”  Highly laudable, no doubt, and any initiative to reduce muggings and gun crime in Manchester gets my support.  But I would quite like to know what “quality and appropriate information” white drug addicts get that no one else does?

As is only right and proper the Unit is an equal opportunities employer.  But it also “welcomes applications from all sections of society” which sounds faintly unequal to me.

Thusfar, Scotland has mostly been spared the priceless gift of diversity.  But the Scots, like European peoples everywhere, are popping the pill and producing insufficient offspring for the GDP-freaks who sit in the Scottish Parliament.  So a Professor Wright of the Scottish Economic Policy Network comes forward with a plan to increase the negligible yearly intake of immigrants to 50,000.  Just like that.  Not everyone is convinced.  But the Scottish Executive is Blairism with pibroch (heavy on the Blairism, obviously).  And so it’s ad on page 60 of Society Guardian – quite a sensible one in other ways -  proclaims the inevitable, anti-democratic commitment to “quality, equality and valuing diversity.”  I suppose the fact that a commitment is required at all is hopeful, in a way.  It does, in essence, argue that diversity is not really valued.  Whisper it but quietly.  Overall, one feels that the Refugee Council, for example, with its claim to be “taking positive action for equal opportunities” does unequivocally mean it.

Lovely, rural Devon isn’t the first place one would look for inter-racial strife.  The cows are multicultural, it’s true.  But the sheep are all white.  Nonetheless, the County Council’s ad sings its own marxist praises, “We are committed to equal opportunities in employment and in service delivery, and are only interested in your ability to do the job.”  But they don’t really mean that. They’re not, you see.

Meanwhile, Look Ahead Housing & Care is “leading the way with diversity.”  No small claim.  HM Prison Service issues the brief but stunningly thoughtful observation, mailbag-wise, that it is “an equal opportunities employer.”  Likewise Gwent Healthcare NHS Trust informs its applicants, “We are committed to flexible working and equal opportunities.  All posts are subject to a CRB check.”  It is unclear whether they are actually hiring criminals.  But it is an interesting thought.  If you say you want to go straight you’ve got a foot in each camp, right?

Speaking of camp, one struggles to find the finger-in-the-eye specials that so entertained us in the past.  The outreach industry seems not to be hiring anymore.  Perhaps one can’t get the staff.

There is just one vacancy for a Domestic Violence Reduction Co-ordinator.  Apparently, a new country-wide initiative on domestic violence has been ordered by the Blairistas.  News to me.  I must have been listening with moist-eyed gratitude to some other policy announcement at the time.  But Bedfordshire County Council understood precisely which Mandelsonian construction to place on it.  Their new employee will have “an excellent understanding of domestic issues.”  He or she will meet “challenges” and “build relations with stakeholders, other partners and community and statuary organisations.”  That’s the happy couple to you, plus her children by various fathers, her similarly battered mum, the local refuge and the filth.  It hardly needs saying that Bedfordshire is “working towards equality.”  One must hope it never arrives.

The roll call of future Policy Managers, Community Leadership Project Managers, Street Scene Area Managers, Social Workers, Heads of Supporting People, Social Workers, Social Workers, Parent Partnership Officers, Humanitarian Coordinators, Social Workers, Equality & Cohesion Community Officers, Community Development Officers, Social Workers, Family Centre Works Officers and Social Workers eloquently testifies to the nature and purpose of this government.

Actually, for the most chilling and blatant bottom line among all the Society Guardian advertisers this week one must look outside of government and to the voluntary sector.  “The International Secretariat of Amnesty International actively promotes cultural diversity and equal opportunities.”  Well, of course it does.  If Gramsci himself had been the copywriter he might have come up with something very like that.