Just read that Monbiot piece earlier. Wonder how much of his anecdote is true, I'm not going to dismiss all of it just because it's him. I've heard enough well iffy stories over the years about some Brew Crew elements on certain sites myself. Admittedly second hand mostly, so it's hard to be sure about any of it.
100%. The brew Crew at their worst were just a massive fucking anti-social pile of shit - often justifying their crap behaviour with references to their "anarchism" ime.
But the fact that Monbiot can draw such massive political conclusions about a one-person anecdote says everything about him and sod all about the politics he starts talking about*.
*although I'll admit to slagging off anarchists on the back of the kind of dickhead behaviour he's talking about here
In other news, I've just found out Jews don't have tails.
the working class forced me to be bourgeois by being terrible ruffians and stealing my coat
What possessed him to write that article? Guilt/fear/anger? And why did he use the word 'twocking'? He also seems to a bit pissed off that the other bloke didn't look after his jacket.
He wanted a chat according to the article:As a member of the proletariat my first thought is what possessed him to sit right beside an obvious mutt in an AE ward ?
Only one person was sitting there. There were no magazines I wanted to read, so I parked myself two spaces from him in the hope of starting a conversation.
Sometime in mid-2011 The Guardian ran a "story" called "Scandanavia's coolest tree-houses" and I momentarily considered taking a Molotov cocktail over to King's Cross.
Really? What's wrong with tree houses, or with Scandinavians? Tree houses clearly are cool - they're houses, but in trees - and they are just the sort of thing that Scandinavians are rather good at. Sourcing pictures of cool tree houses and putting them together on a web page is exactly the sort of thing that one would want lifestyle journalists to do, especially if one isn't paying them.
When ever your with people you don,t know you make an acsesement of them.and i would be wary of someone like that ,not that he is a bad personAs a member of the proletariat my first thought is what possessed him to sit right beside an obvious mutt in an AE ward ?
I parked myself two spaces from him in the hope of starting a conversation. He had a number one haircut and tattoos on his neck and knuckles. His hands and face were filthy. He wore a stripey fleece jacket, like the one I once owned, until I lost it. His was thick with grease and soot, and pitted with cigarette burns
When ever your with people you don,t know you make an acsesement of them.and i would be wary of someone like that ,not that he is a bad person
To some extent but I thought tree-houses was particularly daft.
There are other permutations that could be annoying.
For example;
Istanbul's funkiest hamams
Palermo's pastry cafes for in-the-know Sicilians
Stuff like that.
Nothing is wrong with Scandinavians or tree-houses. It just seems everything gets turned in a fetish object now, even a tree-house gets turned into something cool. It's a tree-house. It's not cool.I can't imagine a Spanish newspaper running a lifestyle story with such a daft headline. It suggests British oneupmanship at its oddest.
What possessed him to write that article? Guilt/fear/anger? And why did he use the word 'twocking'? He also seems to a bit pissed off that the other bloke didn't look after his jacket.
He wanted a chat according to the article
with a person who's outward appearance would point to a distinct possibility of less than wholesome character who might try and take liberties. That strikes me as someone making an effort to be right on . When those of us who have to bump into such types on a daily basis would make a conscious effort to sit elsewhere , not engage in conversation and try to give off a perceptible aura of "don't even think of fucking with me you toe rag"
I think shagnasty and Casual Red have some points about that Monbiot article tbh, however cringeworthy the article may have read to some (I do see that point as well I should say!)
We have Brew and other pretty hardcore drinkers hanging out at the top end of our salubrious High St here most days (it's on our way into town). You get to know when you need to be cautious. Normally no bother as it goes, but you can't always be certain.
That George Monbiot made an effort to engage at all, means he made more effort than I would normally, and more than fair few others on here would too -- completely understandably as well.