Wednesday, April 27, 2011

To be inspired by those about me

I wish for inspiration
From those about me
Not by seeking others electronically.

For what is localism, if not this?

Yet it is so much easier to look about me
and find weirdoes
and not those whom are inspirational.
As clouds block the sun, so this seems true.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

People who Fear Greens and Environmentalists

You are about to get one of my cutting analyses.

In the last few years, all we've heard about is the clash between, for example, climate change believers and climate change deniers. I've always thought that this clash was a complete waste of time.

So why am I turning my brain onto analysing this today? I have noticed in the general street population over the last few years something that has gone unmentioned. There are a lot of people who have developed a fear and even hatred of all people who express green and environmental sensibilities. Unbelievable? How can a bunch of hippies, day-dreamers, and sad little scientists be feared and hated? Why have the George Monbiot's been drawn into quarrelling endlessly with the Green-Haters?

Well whom does a drug addict fear and hate the most? Priests, imams, rabbis etc. Drug addicts fear them even more than they fear the police and judges.

So the drug we are talking about is resource (be it oil, habitat, coal, nuclear fuel, mining extraction) extravagance. Yes, RESOURCE EXTRAVAGANCE is the DRUG. The priests and the apostles have been the environmentalists and scientists and nature-lovers.


The only group of people who challenge the addiction to Resource Extravagance have been environmentalists, nature-lovers and ecological scientists. Indeed, even many of these people have been guilty of using THE DRUG.

What amazes me is that this drug addiction has pervaded into society so deeply, that even twelve year old CHILDREN are expressing the fear of having their drug withdrawn. I suppose if you have children, you are not amazed at all, but as I don't have children, this horrible fact has only just hit home to me.

Drug addiction by one third of the planet's population, being fought by a only few of those more enlightened drug addicts.

This is the challenge of 2011. It is not dispelling ignorance of climate change or ecosystem issues. It is dealing with addiction.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

What is a Chav, Part 2

Gosh, after the last post I can't stop. There is a volcano inside me ready to spew about the United Chavdom of Britain.

- a Chav is somebody whom gave up on religion one or more generations ago, yet has not replaced it with anything other than going shopping, seeing gigs and sports games, watching TV etc.
- a Chav is somebody whom doesn't understand atheism or religion in the evolution of Mankind, yet abides by the first and spurns the second.
- a Chav is somebody whom eats his or her way through the glut of food that is delivered to the Western Economies.
- a Chav is somebody whom starts doing things because of peer pressure, and will not stop doing these things until peer pressure stops them.
- a Chav is somebody whom cannot eat food that has not been wrapped in plastic and put on a supermarket shelf.
- a Chav is somebody whom will buy a can or plastic bottle of Coke or Someother Shit instead of drinking tap water or eating a cucumber or watermelon.
- a Chav is somebody whom thinks they are classy because they get their hair dressed, yet their brain is gungy and grimy with mud and rags.
- a Chav will happily pay £3.00 for a pint of crap tasteless lager, but refuse to pay £0.80 for a pint of fresh organic milk.
- a Chav will cover his front garden with concrete just so that he can park his or her car as close to his testicles or her vagina.
- a Chav will go to a fitness centre and work out to have big muscles and firm tits, but refuse to be seen using a spade for anything other than weaponry.
- a Chav will buy a newspaper and look at the pictures and read the words slowly, and then think that there is nothing else that he or she has to learn.

The Soup of British Chav

Look at them. Driving their cars in their bathrobes. Yes, those towelling robes that are also called dressing gowns. They wear them all day long, then venture out in the garden and then into their cars to run down to the shops to buy milk or fags.

Unbelievable? No, this is Britain today. I wonder what people in what used to be the British empire would think of this.

You see, the British Chav only really became widely described from 2003. Now in 2011, Chav culture is endemic and mainstream. What is a Chav? It was and still is, a person who has perverse notions of what is social aspiration. A Chav is somebody who would say "fuck" a lot, but seldom has good sex, let alone aspires to divine love-making. A Chav can come from any class, whereas the socialists think it is only used to label people of working-class descent.

A Chav believes that you are nobody unless you own lots of cars, and drive them as much as you can. A Chav does not know where his bread comes from - he or she drives to the Tesco, Asda, Sainsburys, Morrisons, Iceland or Co-Op supermarket and buys bread, but does not understand or care how the bread got there. A Chav admires sports celebrities, and dreams of being just like one. Chavs watch games and get excited and distraught about their successes and failures, but have not actually played any of those games for years. Indeed, the Chav has not walked more than 200 yards at any time in the last ten years, simply because the Chav has a CAR.

You see the Chavs driving in 4x4s, parking in the disabled bays at supermarkets, talking on their mobile phones while driving with one hand (this is ILLEGAL in Britain). Chavs throw away good, still-useable things as if they believe that more new things will arrive on a container ship from China, Japan, Taiwan, Korea, and India. Chavs moan about the price of petrol for their cars, and claim that they NEED their cars to go to work, but they NEVER think about (let alone try) moving closer to their job. Chavs throw their rubbish (sometimes toxic) on the roads, out of their cars, into their gardens, into the public parks and wilderness areas.

Why do I go on? I can't. They dominate in a democracy, and that is that. Chavdom has had its momentary attraction (which is sexual, because it pretends to be exclusive of love or care) to all walks of life, but its persistence in British culture is a pervasive vulgarity that cannot be disguised by a royal family's pomp and splendour, currently being hyped to North America and everywhere else because of the queen's grandson's dreary wedding.