(For a rare treat, check out this vintage catfight between black and white feminists about whether or not Emmett Till was asking for it.)

Anyway, even the reliably left-leaning Reuters reports (albeit eight paragraphs in) that “Meric’s head injuries came when he fell against a metal post after being punched by tattooed Right-wing youths he had been taunting in a typical clash between the two camps.”

This “typical clash” occurred outside “a Fred Perry private sale.” We’re further informed that Meric and his three friends “started mocking the skinheads”€™ [sic] over their outfit [sic].”

(One skin was supposedly wearing “a sweatshirt of British neo-Nazi group Blood and Honour.”)

For those unschooled in the finer points of postwar teenage subcultural anthropology, note that preppy, Lacoste-like “Fred Perry” apparel has long been treasured by, first mods, then skinheads (of various political stripes or none at all.)

They are decidedly not the clothing of choice among those on the “no-logo” left.

In other words, one could be forgiven for concluding that Meric and his pals went to that Fred Perry sale looking for a fight and got one, with tragic consequences.

That’s the left for you: making fun of “bloody” shirts one day, then metaphorically waving them the next. There’s a cute French twist in this case, too: factions throwing down over fashions.

From Canada and the US to Great Britain, hunting down make-believe “white supremacists” and “neo-Nazis” is a respectable and fairly lucrative business.

Case in point: The UK’s weirdly named “Tell Mama” project, awarded hundreds of thousands of taxpayer pounds last year to”€”as it now turns out“€”cook up reports of “unprecedented” (read: exaggerated) anti-Muslim violence.

I couldn’t tell you whether or not a franchise of this industrious militant complex exists in France. My research skills are limited, I’m proud to say. Throughout my Canadian Trudeaupian formal education, I stubbornly refused, on principle, to learn French”€”or the metric system, which is just French with numbers.

No doubt the French look down on les Anglais for monetizing their upside-down outrage and turning it into something a little too closely resembling”€”ugh!”€”work.

How very, well, gauche, non?