I don’ read books or anyfin,
ol’ fashion people do,
an’ I’m young y’know
an’ I’ve ‘air to crimp an’ knees t’show – Har Har!
Is this dress too short or not short enough?
The lads love me cos we talk of fins
that are importunt like, like what (?),
well fins in the neighbour’ud, who’s screwing who,
an’ wevver fat ol’ Missis Smiff will kick Jonny
up ‘is arse‘n’kick ‘im owt like she said she would
when she found ‘im kissin Mike (yuk yuk),
y’know Mike ooze got’is brain arf missin.’
Prime Min’ster? T’resa May innit?
Tell trufe I don’ give a shit ‘bout anyfin in pollytics.
They never do nowt for me, she’s Tory innit?
Watch news on telly? Nah, its borin’ innit?
Wars? Don’ care. Famine? What’s that? Oh ‘unger.
Don’ care, only care what’s in my belly! (LOL)!
Newspapers? Already said don’ read books or anyfin,
I’m not ol’ fashion y’know, but I text’n’fins
so know evryfin that’s wurf anyfin I need t’know.
Brendan at Toads writes brilliantly of how ‘The News’ is fed to us in this world of ours, where we are constantly bombarded with ‘News’ here there and everywhere.
News and its intention to educate has now become a source of entertainment and often is presented thus. It creates the shallow world of ‘celebrities’’ and then does its best to destroy same, cluttering their world with the sharks that are paparazzi, this especially so of the tabloid gutter press, who frequently find new depths to sink to. Sadly, this presentation of ‘news’ is popular with its readers… (And this I worry about, worry about how society is being dumbed down.)
What did the (gutter) press do when Dr. David Dao was dragged off the United Airlines plane – they sought to find ‘dirt’ in his history and joined Oscar Munoz in victim-blaming. Why in heavens name did they do that? Luckily not all newspapers are the same and the Independent gives a fair opinion on this.
I could rant on forever but won’t.
Oddly enough, when reading Brendan’s post, the first thing that came to mind was that of an ex-colleague, a lovely kind young woman, who had no interest in the world outside her own sphere and had little knowledge of it – and so I wrote of her. I could never understand why she didn’t want to know.
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Author: Bobbie Johnson