Dalrymple travels to Folkestone and puts his finger on the impetus behind the horrid twentieth century architecture he finds there: ideological malice.

…only this can explain why every prospect has been ruined by the strategic placement of something constructed in what might be called social-democratic style, the style that is incompatible with any other and which is so obviously [sic] pronounces a dog-in-the manger philosophy: if not everyone can live somewhere beautiful, then no one will. For of course it is much easier to destroy beauty or grace than to create it.

Read it at the Salisbury Review