Fuckity fuck. I've been drifting in and out of sleep since 4am because of the sheer violence of the rain lashing against every window - it's like a fucking hurricane out there. So much for sun on a bank holiday. Also, even though it's a bank holiday, and even though I've been drifting in and out of sleep since 4am, and even though I had a really weird dream about zombie wasps posessed by the spirit of Jack the Ripper, I've got to work today. Shitloads of horrible, evil work has to be completed today, whist I listen to the weather trying to batter my walls in. And yet I'm still posting.
I'll start off with a story that can only be summed up with a phrase I usually hate even thinking about - "Political correctness gone mad". Apparently prison staff in Whitemoor jail are scared of stopping black and Muslim inmates engaging in 'inappropriate behaviour' for fear of doing something 'wrong'. Prison staff in Whitemoor have evidently forgotten that they're working with prisoners, not sensitive souls that might have a bit of a cry if they're prevented from shooting up smack in the dining hall. However politically correct you might be in the real world, there really is no need to carry that into prisons, where everyone has been adjudged to be a bastard by a jury of their peers.
It's simple - if they're breaking the rules, break them up. If they feel like crying racism, point out that it's in the rules of the prison and anyone breaking those rules would be treated the same. If they still cry racism, bonk them over the head with your extendible baton and tell them to fuck off before you swing for their bollocks, because if there's one thing more annoying than the sort of people that go into the prison service only to come over all limp-wristed and caring for the little cunts, it's people crying racism when you try to stop them doing things that nobody in this society is allowed to do as if they're somehow special when they want to be.
If we're all the same, treat us all the fucking same.
Second of all, I've got another rediculous story about race. This time, people reckon that the NHS is institutionally racist against south Asians because they don't go into the community to try to find and help people who are mentally ill - I've never had a doctor come to my house uninvited and ask me if I was a loony, have you? It makes you wonder precisely what they want.
You can make the case that doctors don't care or that doctors are incompetent. I could give you a long list of reckless stupidities on the part of doctors from my friends and family alone if you gave me five minutes and the proper incentive - a slot on Dispatches would do - but institutionally racist because they don't go around south Asian communities shouting ARE YOU A MENTAL?! at passers by? They'd be locked up themselves.
Not to mention the fact that every single GP I've had for as long as I can remember has been some brand or other of south Asian. I find it very hard to believe that a succession of five or six south Asian GPs have all been racist against south Asians, unless all those years of medical school breed a particular form of self-loathing in people that has as yet gone unnoticed. I also find it hard to believe that an occupation with such a high number of highly intelligent south Asians in it's employment would be in any way 'institutionally racist' without somebody - and not an oversensitive idiotic BBC somebody, I mean a proper doctor - noticing something was up with the way the white people were given champagne and caviar while the poor south Asians were fed toilet paper and piss.
In keeping with the general theme of overreaction so far in today's stories, have you seen the massively over-the-top response from the German authorities about the woman who jokingly advertised her baby on eBay? It was quite obviously a joke, if a bit of an odd one - though I found it piss funny, and would be perfectly willing to sell my kids on eBay if it meant a life of less trips to the swings, the zoo and picking them up after they've been sick in a flower bed - and yet she's been sent for psychiatric tests while her child has been taken into care. Fucking hell.
Is nothing allowed to be joked about anymore? Can jokes no longer be at anyone else's expense? Is this really what it's come to, in this age of supposedly unprescidented freedom? Do we really have to think about what we say, even if it's something as minor as this? Don't be so fucking rediculous. You're a cunt, he's a cunt, she's a cunt, you're all cunts, and I can say it all I fucking like.
Also, what is wrong with the picture they've used for the article? Is that just a pair of disembodied feet? "The child (not pictured here)" it says. Well no, because that's just a pair of disembodied feet.
Fuck it, work is for later, I'm going back to bed.
Goodnight.
I'll start off with a story that can only be summed up with a phrase I usually hate even thinking about - "Political correctness gone mad". Apparently prison staff in Whitemoor jail are scared of stopping black and Muslim inmates engaging in 'inappropriate behaviour' for fear of doing something 'wrong'. Prison staff in Whitemoor have evidently forgotten that they're working with prisoners, not sensitive souls that might have a bit of a cry if they're prevented from shooting up smack in the dining hall. However politically correct you might be in the real world, there really is no need to carry that into prisons, where everyone has been adjudged to be a bastard by a jury of their peers.
It's simple - if they're breaking the rules, break them up. If they feel like crying racism, point out that it's in the rules of the prison and anyone breaking those rules would be treated the same. If they still cry racism, bonk them over the head with your extendible baton and tell them to fuck off before you swing for their bollocks, because if there's one thing more annoying than the sort of people that go into the prison service only to come over all limp-wristed and caring for the little cunts, it's people crying racism when you try to stop them doing things that nobody in this society is allowed to do as if they're somehow special when they want to be.
If we're all the same, treat us all the fucking same.
Second of all, I've got another rediculous story about race. This time, people reckon that the NHS is institutionally racist against south Asians because they don't go into the community to try to find and help people who are mentally ill - I've never had a doctor come to my house uninvited and ask me if I was a loony, have you? It makes you wonder precisely what they want.
You can make the case that doctors don't care or that doctors are incompetent. I could give you a long list of reckless stupidities on the part of doctors from my friends and family alone if you gave me five minutes and the proper incentive - a slot on Dispatches would do - but institutionally racist because they don't go around south Asian communities shouting ARE YOU A MENTAL?! at passers by? They'd be locked up themselves.
Not to mention the fact that every single GP I've had for as long as I can remember has been some brand or other of south Asian. I find it very hard to believe that a succession of five or six south Asian GPs have all been racist against south Asians, unless all those years of medical school breed a particular form of self-loathing in people that has as yet gone unnoticed. I also find it hard to believe that an occupation with such a high number of highly intelligent south Asians in it's employment would be in any way 'institutionally racist' without somebody - and not an oversensitive idiotic BBC somebody, I mean a proper doctor - noticing something was up with the way the white people were given champagne and caviar while the poor south Asians were fed toilet paper and piss.
In keeping with the general theme of overreaction so far in today's stories, have you seen the massively over-the-top response from the German authorities about the woman who jokingly advertised her baby on eBay? It was quite obviously a joke, if a bit of an odd one - though I found it piss funny, and would be perfectly willing to sell my kids on eBay if it meant a life of less trips to the swings, the zoo and picking them up after they've been sick in a flower bed - and yet she's been sent for psychiatric tests while her child has been taken into care. Fucking hell.
Is nothing allowed to be joked about anymore? Can jokes no longer be at anyone else's expense? Is this really what it's come to, in this age of supposedly unprescidented freedom? Do we really have to think about what we say, even if it's something as minor as this? Don't be so fucking rediculous. You're a cunt, he's a cunt, she's a cunt, you're all cunts, and I can say it all I fucking like.
Also, what is wrong with the picture they've used for the article? Is that just a pair of disembodied feet? "The child (not pictured here)" it says. Well no, because that's just a pair of disembodied feet.
Fuck it, work is for later, I'm going back to bed.
Goodnight.
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