When it was announced in August that domestic rugby teams would henceforth have to field five black players, the internet broke. If white men could ululate and beat their bosoms, they would have. Instead, they flooded news sites with vitriol and grief. Some clearly felt themselves to be victims of racist persecution; but for many it seemed that their bitterness stemmed from a deep betrayal of their values. It wasn’t that rules were being bent or broken: it was that something pure and eternal was being tampered with so arbitrarily.