My experiences on the receiving end do colour the way I approach interactions with men. I’ve learnt that it is better to act with caution rather than rely on my own assumptions that other people’s intentions are innocent.
There have been a number of commentators recently that have ridiculed people who vote for things that are bad for them, e.g. working-class Tory or Republican voters. The focus is sometimes on politicians and the media misinforming the uneducated masses.
What is it with Jeremys these days? They’re either heroes or villains; mostly villains at the moment, as evidenced by: Jeremy Hunt, the current Health Secretary and a new addition to the rhyming slang dictionary. Definitely a villain. Jeremy Clarkson, obnoxious relic of the past and belligerent anti-PC hero.
I do see boarded-up houses and old buildings falling into ruin, but these are in the old mill towns and forgotten industrial districts of the North. The wealth emanates from the South though, and reaches the North in waves. In the larger cities, some areas are indistinguishable from Central London.
In other footage we see civilians being transported, and men clambering for safety in the UN enclosure. The citizens of Srebrenica were predominantly white, and dressed in clothing that people like me would have worn at that time. They speak a different language, yet they seem similar to me.
Last night, I watched an episode of 999: What’s Your Emergency? while working on one of my many literary projects. I’m not usually that interested in mainstream TV, but tonight’s episode covered underage criminals, and this was something of a hot topic where I grew up.
Another day, another class-baiting insult from the Conservative government. There’s not 24 hours goes by without the Tories stirring up hatred towards some disadvantaged group, but don’t worry: this will all be over by Wednesday when the government implodes, according to Jean-Claude Juncker.
I grew up in the 80s and 90s, already a bygone era prior to the birth of many adults today. Aside from lamenting the loss of my youth, it really is easy to see that it was a different age. There were a couple of aphorisms that used to come out (ha!)