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"Officer infers that the person is a member of the upper classes."

It may also infer a police officer or a gentleman (as in - 'an officer and a gent').


"As an officer what physical courage has Dibble shown leading others in battle?"

Well, Mike, didn?t I ever tell you about that time I led the charge on a band of thieving chav interlopers and naredowells on my property?...No?.. OK then. Well?

I ?ll never forget that morning. The glowing embers of dawn had poked ragged holes through the sullen, grey, scarlet tinged clouds - an ominous and portentous start to the day. And, in the ensuing hours, I felt the inexorable, leaden, weight of approaching destiny upon my troubled shoulders. A premonition.

When my brothers and a pal arrived around noon to take me for a pint at the ?Cock ?N? Twat?, our local hostelry, I was not feeling any easier. As was our custom, we assembled in the bottom yard of my property (an ex farm) before walking round to the top yard where we parked our motors. But on this fateful occasion upon rounding the outbuildings we were confronted by a group of ruffians and naredowells - scallys, pikeys and chavs, by the look of ?em. They were on our land, in our yard, obviously up to no good, and indeed, appeared to be fucking with our Beemers ?n? Rang Rovers! The skankey twats!

So, destiny had served her papers, the moment was at hand. I sounded the charge - ?GET THE POXY FUCKERS!? With that we tore down the yard, our hearts beating, the blood rushing through our veins and a scarlet mist descending as we closed with the enemy. They turned to flee, but it was to late - moments later we were upon them, unleashing our wrath ? COP FOR THAT! (THUMP!) AND THAT! (WALLOP!) STITCH THAT! (CHIN!) AND THIS! (KICK! TWAT! BIFF! WIMBLE!) The cries of our foes were becoming inexorably louder and despairing ? O! ME EYE!...AAAGGH! YER BASTARD!.. AIEEEE! ME BALL BAG! It was turning into a rout, but we gave no quarter. A few slaps later and the invaders were done for, vanquished by Dibble and his band of brothers. Then, as our enemies fled down the lane, we stopped to catch our breath, slapped each other on the back, and ventured a chortle or two. ?JOB?S A GOOD ?UN! I cried. VICTORY TO THE RIGHTOUS!..HURAAAGH! My men responded. ?THREE CHEERS FOR DIBBLE THE DESTROYER!? ?WHEYHEY!.. WHEYHEY!.. WHEYHEY!

After that we repaired to my cosy country kitchen where I served up lashings of Earl Grey and a veritable mountain of Mr Kipling?s exceedingly splendid apple toss-offs. Job sorted.


Officer Dibble

From championing Chavez to Dibble's derring-do in 50 posts.

The stuff of legend! !drink!

> A lot of those Normans are still around and remain in great
> positions of power. Land and property have remained in the
> hands of the gentry to such an extent that the people cannot
> walk freely across their own country.

I would agree that a lot of Britain's class system of today can be traced back to the Norman invasion and its aftermath. The proportion of land still owned by the gentry, with the richest man around being the duke of Westminster...
Some pieces of land are attached to titles, and there are these stories where people have to pay tolls to get their cars onto their own property because some small patch in front of their house is owned by some lord who makes a packet from charging people for getting across...

Even the attitudes towards hunting still reflect a class divide that goes all the way back to the creation of the New Forest by the Normans - when they took English land to create a hunting ground for their new ruling class.

More generally, the whole structure in which political decisions are made in Britain today, or positions of influence are appointed, this whole thing still smacks of this everything-from-the-top attitude the Normans introduced.

Officer,
You are a good story teller!!cool!
Mike.

"Officer,
You are a good story teller!"

Wheyhey, Mike!


Officer Dibble

Sounds about right, brerbear. I'll second that!

Officer Dibble

What are you afraid of? Truth hurting?

Mart

brerbear wrote:

> "My formal education ended 22 years back when I left a very
> rough, inner-London comprehensive."
>
> So where exactly did your extra curricular education and middle
> class morality stem from then S.B? Because if you harboured
> all these liberal obsessions at your 'toughie' school, I'm sure
> you would have been beaten into a pulp on a daily basis.

I've never claimed to be a liberal and I'm certainly not "PC". These are just terms for ignorant rightwingers to use against people who disagree with them.

I have no guilt of any sort. One thing you and Dibble need to understand is that the strongest political views come not from comfortable middle class Hampstead trendies but those who have close-up experience of inequality and discrimination. Once you've seen hardship close-up, it changes your views for life.

You and Dibble have far more in common with the guilty liberal middle classes than I do - the only difference being that they hide their prejudices and you proudly flaunt yours.