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I hate the lack of diversity where I am, your missus will hate that too... I've always hated 'white people', I hate them even more after being here for five years...

Just realised I missed the fifth anniversary of us leaving the UK last week... Don't regret the move but it's been a massive culture shock...

There was an Irish comedian (I can't recall which one) who said when trying to describe sectarianism to Australians "Northern Ireland has a problem with newcomers. For 400 years we didn't really have anyone to be racist to, so we split ourselves into two teams and just practiced."*

*paraphrasing

cheetham hill in manchester

now you are just making up words

emily thornberry laughter

But i mean, come on......

https://www.propertypal.com/159-portaferry-road-newtownards/581086

10 min from my folks, 10 min from the school I went to, half an hour from the Belfast office of my current employer.

And sunsets like this (my aunt lives down the road. Those are the Mourne Mountains).

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Yeah. This.

However.
"What did your dad/brother do damo?"
"erm. yeah. "

without tripping over england flags, UKIP signs and copies of mein kampf.

pls dont joke, this is genuinely I imagine UK to be outside M25, not that I have gone outside M25

It's not that bad.
The posher places are still racist. Just posh white racist.

So it'll be Farrow and Ball "colonial seersucker white" on the walls. Stuff like that.

"In the Dock at the Hague Blue"

I'm just sitting in the dock of the Hague?

Wet socks at work.

^ putting wet cycling gear back on after work to ride home.

Another thread just reminded me of my first hate at the ripe old age of 2; Happy Talk by Captain Sensible.

You know how US tank drivers play Slayer as they roll over some houses to conquer another village in the Middle East? Well if I’m ever conscripted into WW3 I’m playing Happy Talk on full blast and repeat through my Airpods because nothing makes me want to drink the blood and gnaw on the sweetbreads of my enemies more fiercely than that wretched song.

Well if I’m ever conscripted into WW3 I’m playing Happy Talk on full blast and repeat through my Airpods because nothing makes me want to drink the blood and gnaw on the sweetbreads of my enemies more fiercely than that wretched song.

Apocalypse Slough. With Anthony Hopkins as the leader of the Air Cavalry.

I'd pay money for that film.

Call The Midwife. I’m subjected to it often. Mrs W prefers shite apparently. It makes shocking actors of good ones and employs worse actors as fodder. Patronising, low hanging bbc fruit. There’s an alcoholic bloke in this episode. He’s lurching around a maternity ward, cackling like a demonic pantomime villain while swigging theatre hooch. Might as well have a soundtrack of booing on it when he’s on set. And what in fucks name has become of Paul McGann since withnail? He’s properly awful!

The phrase "Treat the disease, not the symptoms" and its variations. Pretty much exclusively used by cunts who aren't doing either thing, but love the sound of their own voice criticising others. It's also a particularly stupid metaphor, because doctors treat symptoms all the damn time.

1. It's not a binary option. Doing one doesn't prevent you or somebody else also doing the other.
   
2. Symptoms are the things that kill you.
   
3. Not treating them often creates the risk of other diseases piling in.
   
   

I volunteer as an interview trainer at a charity helping unemployed, mostly homeless men do better at job interviews.

Someone: That's only treating the -
Me: Yeah, drop dead in a ditch.

I've recorded in the front room he made that record in... The keyboard player from Procol Harum's gaff in Croydon...

Croydon is a strange place...

I volunteer as an interview trainer at a charity helping unemployed, mostly homeless men do better at job interviews.

Someone: That's only treating the -

That's also just wrong isn't it. Being bad at job interviews is as likely to be a cause of homelessness as it is to be a symptom of it.

Didn't I read this exact comment somewhere last week? What is deja vu a symptom of, and can it be treated?

Did it feel like a cursed place?

The room I mean, not Croydon, I already know that's cursed

What is deja vu a symptom of

It's the most useless psi power ever.

Didn't I read this exact comment somewhere last week?

Yes, you did. Either that or we both predicted the same - slightly banal - future.

Yes, you did.

Not from me.