Guavanaut posted:

Either that or Eastern Europeans really are going around doing crimes dressed like this just so that pub racists can better identify them

Angepain posted:

as a 10-year-old who had totally bought into the THE MILLENIUM hype and saw the adverts i badgered my dad into taking me down to london to see the dome. looking back it was kinda crap from what i remember and probably not worth forcing my dad to take me 400 miles down the country but i definitely had bad enough taste to enjoy it at the time

Real Cool Catfish posted:

I’m now looking for suggestions for the English in national dress.

Real Cool Catfish posted:

I’m now looking for suggestions for the English in national dress.

Jaeluni Asjil posted:

So, there IS a point to Sir PlankOfWood after all!



As someone on Facebook commented: is this the new 'power point' instead of the 'power stance'.
I wonder if both could be combined?

happyhippy posted:

Hello, you simple Northern Folk! We're Cockneys! Yes. East End, born and bred. We love our old mums!

Dabir posted:

Wouldn't that add up to a Megatron pose?

Jaeluni Asjil posted:

So, there IS a point to Sir PlankOfWood after all!



As someone on Facebook commented: is this the new 'power point' instead of the 'power stance'.
I wonder if both could be combined?

BalloonFish posted:

I am also white and have an unfortunately very posh English accent and I get this fairly regularly too.

I remember an anniversary meal being rather sullied - we went out to a locally renowned traditional ex-coaching inn. It February, there was snow on the ground, a big log fire in every grate. Like having dinner in a Quality Street tin picture. Meal over, we asked if we could have tea and dessert in the snug room that was also the waiting/reception area for the restaurant. While we were enjoying our drinks, a couple in their 50s or 60s came in and sat down while their table was made ready.

I have never experienced a conversation going from zero to fascist in so little time. This is, as close as I can remember it, verbaitm:

: This is nice isn't it?

: Yes it is. We're lucky to have it just down the road.

: Yes you are. We're from Kent and we get away as much as possible because where we live is full of foreigners and [GRT-related slur]



Then they proceeded to talk at us about how there were too many (foreign) lorries on all the roads, and how they had voted for Brexit specifically so the lorries wouldn't come down their road anymore (possibly making them one of the few Leave voters to get exactly what they wanted...), how Kent was - to judge by their description - just a dense sea of traveller's sites, immigration centres, homeless camps and B&Bs full of quote-unquote 'asylums' and undergoing some sort of violent crime wave that would make inner-urban Detroit in the 1980s seem like Henley-on-Thames.

It's so frustrating that it's generally seen as acceptable to have a good moan about tabloid target demographics without so much as a by or leave to strangers you encounter in public, but if I was to disagree with them in equally forceful tones and language I'd be the rear end in a top hat for being 'argumentative'. As it was I just stuck to occasionally saying "I really don't think that's true" or "it's not their fault - it's [government policy]" until they either ran out of reactionary talking points or realised that we weren't up for a back-slapping bigotry session.

Regarde Aduck posted:

1) I have an inkling (not the those ones) that there's lots of posh accents in here

Regarde Aduck posted:

2) lol that Kent is too multicultural for them. loving Kent. Where the gently caress do these people think they're going to get away from all the poor foreigns and criminals? Is this why every posho is buying houses in Cornwall like its some off-brand New-Zealand escape plan?

Private Speech posted:

goddamnedtwisto posted:

(Also how the gently caress has that not been made into a film? A bunch of cockney blaggers try to pull off the biggest robbery in history in their own back yard. is already a great story, but the details are like Guy Richie meets 4 Lions. Earlier in the year they tried to pull off a multimillion cash van robbery being foiled because they lost the keys to the lorry they were going to use as a ram - that lorry being full of Christmas trees as cover for the ram despite it being February, the Flying Squad working out most of the details of the plan because they had to redo the recce three times because they kept forgetting to put a tape in the camcorder, that recce literally being three convicted armed robbers videoing the diamonds, the emergency exits, and then the exact route from the exit to the river... it kinda goes on and on like that)

The Question IRL posted:

That reminds me of a story I was told by a friend.

He was defending one of a gang of four men who had tried to rob a hardware store. Which made sense since they knew that the hardware place was one of the busiest in Dublin and a bunch of the patrons (at the time) would pay in cash.

So these guys went and bought balaclavas before the robbery from a military surplus store....that was across the road from their target.

And then they decided to go into the pub next door before the theft and drink to get some dutch courage. With a brown paper bag with balaclavas and a crowbar.
Only they lost track of time, and by the time they stumbled out of the place, the hardware store had closed for the night.
So they decided to go to the Spar on the other side of the street. Except it only had like €25 in the registrar. It cost them more to buy the balaclavas than they made from their theft.

Since the CCTV recorded them going to all the above places, they were all advised to plead guilty at the earliest opportunity.

goddamnedtwisto posted:

Hah. I love a good criminal farce story, and I've always wondered why it was never much of a genre outside of Ealing and Guy Ritchie.

Jaeluni Asjil posted:

removed quote of your post as you have


The whole concept of 'awrah' (what you are required to cover up) differs so much across the different islamic interpretations. I remember when it was explained to me. In some cases even the woman's voice is considered 'awrah'. When I lived in Cairo, there were suggestions that muslim women should not undress (in sports changing rooms) in front of non-muslim women because 'the non-muslim women might tell other people especially men what the muslim women looked like without clothes on'. Bizarre.

The only time I've commented on what another woman looked like in a changing room is when this incredibly beautifully proportioned woman stripped off in a communal changing room in Croydon displaying perfect skin, perfect figure, and also her 'brazilian' which she made darn sure everyone could see in all its glory.

BalloonFish posted:

TBF they had come to exactly the right place - deep rural bits of Cambridgeshire/Lincolnshire on the edge of the Fens. If you want to go somewhere where you can be 99% sure of never seeing a non-white person, be 60% sure of never seeing anyone under the age of 45 and where your neighbours will all either be Conservative or BXP/Reform voters who will just validate and accentuate all your existing views on everything then you would struggle to find a better solution.

SpicePro posted:

So I got a booklet through the post today with all the candidates for the Mayor of London & Assembly elections, no Count Binface to be seen so I'm not sure who I'm going to vote for now.

Presumably I'd vote for the person who wants the least extra police put on patrol but that's seemingly none of them.

BalloonFish posted:

I am also white and have an unfortunately very posh English accent and I get this fairly regularly too.

I remember an anniversary meal being rather sullied - we went out to a locally renowned traditional ex-coaching inn. It February, there was snow on the ground, a big log fire in every grate. Like having dinner in a Quality Street tin picture. Meal over, we asked if we could have tea and dessert in the snug room that was also the waiting/reception area for the restaurant. While we were enjoying our drinks, a couple in their 50s or 60s came in and sat down while their table was made ready.

I have never experienced a conversation going from zero to fascist in so little time. This is, as close as I can remember it, verbaitm:

: This is nice isn't it?

: Yes it is. We're lucky to have it just down the road.

: Yes you are. We're from Kent and we get away as much as possible because where we live is full of foreigners and [GRT-related slur]



Then they proceeded to talk at us about how there were too many (foreign) lorries on all the roads, and how they had voted for Brexit specifically so the lorries wouldn't come down their road anymore (possibly making them one of the few Leave voters to get exactly what they wanted...), how Kent was - to judge by their description - just a dense sea of traveller's sites, immigration centres, homeless camps and B&Bs full of quote-unquote 'asylums' and undergoing some sort of violent crime wave that would make inner-urban Detroit in the 1980s seem like Henley-on-Thames.

It's so frustrating that it's generally seen as acceptable to have a good moan about tabloid target demographics without so much as a by or leave to strangers you encounter in public, but if I was to disagree with them in equally forceful tones and language I'd be the rear end in a top hat for being 'argumentative'. As it was I just stuck to occasionally saying "I really don't think that's true" or "it's not their fault - it's [government policy]" until they either ran out of reactionary talking points or realised that we weren't up for a back-slapping bigotry session.

BalloonFish posted:

TBF they had come to exactly the right place - deep rural bits of Cambridgeshire/Lincolnshire on the edge of the Fens. If you want to go somewhere where you can be 99% sure of never seeing a non-white person, be 60% sure of never seeing anyone under the age of 45 and where your neighbours will all either be Conservative or BXP/Reform voters who will just validate and accentuate all your existing views on everything then you would struggle to find a better solution.

Julio Cruz posted:

mid-Devon is also good for this

NotJustANumber99 posted:

NotJustANumber99 posted:

domhal posted:

https://www.theguardian.com/politics/2021/apr/23/people-want-a-change-labour-faces-fight-to-hold-hartlepool-in-byelection

The Guardian posted:

Enjoying an afternoon walk on Seaton Carew beachfront, Alan Coyle, 76, said he was “inclined to give the Tories a go”, having voted for the Brexit party last time. “The Brexit thing is over and done with so I don’t think that needs revisiting. The issues that seem to matter to people in Hartlepool are whether they get the hospital A&E … and you never see a policeman about. It’s all parochial stuff.”

BalloonFish posted:

From that article ^


How the gently caress do you make the leap from being angry that your hospital's A&E has closed and the rest of your town's social infrastructure has been gutted...to deciding "to give the [party that proudly did all the gutting] a go"?

I mean, it would be one thing - perfectly reasonable in fact - to decide that New New Labour aren't going to bring back the hospital any time soon and not vote for them, but why vote for the Leopards Eating Faces Party when you're fed up of the leopards eating your face?

Is it 'neither of them is going to fix the stuff that matters in my community, so I'll put those thoughts to one side and vote for the party that's on my side in the culture war...'? Is it some misguided 'sending a message' thing?

I. Don't. Understand