Wednesday, 21 September 2016

Being an 80's kid

Kids nowadays have it so easy compared to when  I was teenager back in the 80's, want to know if your mates in? Pick up the mobile phone you have and ring them. Want to know a football score? Look it up on the internet. Want to listen to a song? Download it. You've done all of this from your settee and its instant.

As a kid if I wanted to know if someone was in I had to go and knock for them. They weren't in? Well you then went to the next house, and the next one, and the next one, until 2 hours later you found them and they wondered where you had been all day!. The bloody cheek of it, you had just rode your back for 26 miles to find them and they wondered where you had been! Did you moan? Did you heck you just got on with it.

Music played a huge part in my development as a teenager you would get your girlfriend into your room, you would take that record out of its sleeve, blow it for dust, come on we all did it, place the needle on the vinyl and make your way back to her as Luther Vandross started singing from your AWIA stereo system. We weren't allowed our Dads Barry White records in case we scratched them. The lights off you would start smooching away, working your way a little lower, this by the way had taken months to happen. Months of planning and telling her you loved her, months of your mates boasts ringing in your ears, months of hoping and praying that what you had been told it felt like wasn't true, but somewhere hoping it was. You would just start to feel the curly clock springs, working your self into a frenzy and the bloody record would end.

You would hope she didn't notice and just be so into you that it was no holds barred but oh no, the noise that needle made as it finished scratching on the label killed any hope you had. She would pull your hand away and ask you to turn the record over. You would try and persuade her, telling her you had washed you hands and trimmed your nails especially, but she would insist on listening to the other side. So you would get up, walking like someone had just kicked you in the nuts, trying to hide the bulge in your jeans and turn the damn record over.

You would hobble back to the bed but you could see her straightening her hair and you knew the moment was gone and Luther Vandross was a bastard for not singing more 7 and 8 minute songs. Thats why as kids we never played the Beatles when we had girls round. 2 to 3 minute songs pfft no chance mate.

The top 40 was realistically the only way I could afford the records in the quantities I wanted to listen to them. Every Sunday I would finish my dinner and go upstairs with my TDK 90 cassette and tape the latest records from the radio. Trying to beat the bastard DJ talking over the end of the record and ruining it for me. I hated Bruno Brooks for this for years. I swear he did it on purpose, 10 seconds before the end of the song, there he was saying how well it had done in the charts that week, how good it was, god I hated that man. You desperately tried to press the pause button before he spoke and every time you missed it. It was like the bastard was watching you, thinking go on press it, go on beat me, ah you wont sucker.

No matter how hard I tried I never managed to get the full song without him talking on it. So kids when you say how tough your life is now, you havent even lived. We didnt have selfies, we didnt have 128gb playlists that meant we could just let the songs play and get on with it. Oh no we had vinyl and bastard DJ's talking over our records. We had to compete with an Album that meant you was always one song away from being a man. It was absolute hell.

Ah who am I kidding its the absolute dogs nuts of time.

Thursday, 15 September 2016

Kids killing kids

We are bringing up a society of disrespectful arseholes. Who is to blame for this? The parents, no sorry parent is the wrong word, these people are sperm donors and child carriers, they have children for the sake of the amount of benefits they can claim and the rest of us are paying the price. If you dont want the child then put something on the end of it or dont have sex! Why should I be worried about my kids growing up because you cant be arsed to deal with yours?

The news is once again filled with the untimely deaths of young people who have been stabbed by their peers because they can. Its that bloody simple. They carry knives because they can. They stab people because they can. They haven't been taught respect or manners because their sperm donors
 and child carriers though the idea of being a 'parent' was to sit them down in front of an Xbox or PlayStation and let other people bring up their kids.

They blame the teachers for disciplining them, for trying desperately hard to try and give them some of pride in their work, to try and get them to be an asset to society and when they try and discipline them for their unacceptable behaviour they turn on the teachers. The kids know this and use it against them so the teachers in the end give up and I dont blame them.

They blame the police for trying to do their job, which is to protect the law abiding citizens of this country from the scum that carry knives. They wont let them stop and search anymore because its against their human rights. These arseholes know it and the sperm donors and child carriers know it as well.

Yet the Police go about their day doing the best they can. They deliver the news of another innocent life taken because an arsehole decided to carry a knife that day. They try and save the 14 year old boy who has multiple stab wounds because he looked at someone the wrong way. They try and stem the bleeding, they try and give this child life, while their colleagues hold back the baying mob that surrounds them demanding that the police do their job. The very job that the sperm donors and the child carriers have been stopping them doing for years.

But its okay, its not their fault, its someones else yet again. They cant control their child, why is that? Because they chose not to. They didn't care where their child spent his formative years because he wasn't under their feet whilst they surfed Facebook and twitter. They didn't care that their child was being led astray by older boys who hung around in gangs, because they didn't have to deal with them.

They didn't care enough when the police started to bring them home or stopped them in the street for suspicious behaviour, they were loud and proud shouting at the the Police to tell them how they were going to sue them, but they didn't smack their kids or teach them respect or right from bloody wrong. No that was someone else job not theirs. They just continued to collect their benefits.

Yet it these people who are splashed all over the papers saying what a little cherub he was when hes been stabbed to death, or when he has stabbed someone else. ITS ALWAYS SOMEONE ELSE FAULT, ITS NEVER THEIRS.

I was bought up to respect my elders, I was bought up to respect my peers and if you carried a knife when I was a kid you were a COWARD not some hero. We need to stop worrying about hurting the sperm donors and the child carriers feelings and start worrying about the innocent people being stabbed and killed on streets DAILY.

So here is how I would stop it.

1. The Police to have full stop and search powers immediately. If the civil rights mob start tough shit I DONT CARE. Im sick to death of kids KILLING kids, because no one will deal with the issue. Not one single government has the BALLS to do this.

2. If caught with a knife on you and its proven to be yours 5 years inside. If we need to build more prisons then lest do it.

3. If the you kill stab someone 10 years inside no parole until the full 10 years have been served.

4. If you kill someone with a knife then life means life. No argument.

5. As the sperm donor or child carrier of the arsehole who has done this then you pay the price as well. Depending on what they have done you will be punished as well.

I dont care if people think Im being an idiot, until someone takes control of this issue which is out of control in this country then our TV screens will be full of kids being killed. I hope its not one of yours. Its time to start taking back responsibility for the children that we bring into this world. You decided to have the child then give that kid a chance. No kid is born wanting to stab another its a lesson that is learnt. Stop being a sperm donor and a child carrier and start being a FUCKING PARENT and give your kids and my kids a chance to live their life, without the fear of someone stabbing them because THEY CAN.