Greetings
Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 10:57 pm
Greetings forumites!
Sorry I?ve been missing these past few months without a word of explanation, but I was feeling a bit under the weather and couldn?t face the emotional rollercoaster of debating and debunking. I also took some time out to work on a new video download site, which is now open for business (check it out ) But hey, I wasn?t to far away and I have been aware of various forumites pining for my return.
Now, where did I leave off?? Oh yes, I believe I?d raised questions (in a low key manner) about Keith?s logic and reasoning. He responded in the same inimitable manner as he usually does when he?s feeling a little foolish ? going into a playground tantrum, calling folks names. Then, later on, I heard he?d done the same thing with a number of other forumites, including RED (over something or other) and this had brought the issue of his attitude to a head, resulting in a right old telling off by the forum en masse - to which he flounced off! Oh dear. Now I hear he?s sneaked back calling himself, well,?no doubt you have your own suspicions. But whatever, you just gotta love him.
It hadn?t escaped my attentions that during my perceived absence one or two forumites have expressed opinions on the intrinsic nature of Officer Dibble. ?Fudgey? had some interesting stuff to say ? like, ?Officer Dibble is an interesting character?. Well, he hit the nail squarely on the heard there, didn?t he? Yes sir. He also suggested that I was a ?pseudo intellectual?. Well, thanks for that, Fudgey. Being any kind of intellectual has got to be way better than being a ?mong?. My teachers back at Chav Street High would be well chuffed, if not indeed gob smacked. They simply assumed that we (the council estate kids) were all factory fodder and taught us accordingly. But Fudgey then went on (in the context of my anti-chav rants) to opine that I was really a middleclass bloke who had simply read some stuff about chav life on the interweb and was somehow regurgitating that. Now, this I found fascinating. Was this ?institutional classism?? The deep-seated (unspoken) feeling that someone from a chav council estate background couldn?t possibly be thoughtful, articulate, and have reasoned opinions? That someone from the ?lower orders? couldn?t possibly turn their noses up at progressive middleclass ideals and beneficence? It?s all the more fascinating because for years I have been talking about my life and the experiences that have lead me up to having the opinions and views that I espouse. Fudgey has surely read all this, but he cannot accept it, as if he did it would throw into chaos the view of society he has been nurturing for the past umpteen years. And no one wants to face the fact that they may have been barking up the wrong tree for most of their lives. But don?t think that I?m unduly criticising or tuning my nose up at Fudgey (just analysing). I get the feeling that he?s a genuinely good guy and means well.
And what about Warren? He too seemed to be getting a bit sniffy at my frank, forthright, and unbounded displeasure with chav birds. He opined it must be because some chavy teenager had tuned me down while I was chatting her up. Well, due to it?s kiddie fiddling connotations, I best lay this one to rest in short order and categorically state that - I HAVEN?T CHATTED ANY TEENAGE BIRDS UP SINCE, ER?WELL, I WAS A TEENAGER. Yes, a leather jacket wearing, motorbike riding, cool dude of a teenager. Shit, in those days the birds used to chat me up ? no doubt in the hope of getting a ride on my Suzuki. I was always happy to oblige and we would often end up round at my lock-up council garage, where I would invariably get to finger the girl?s hot minge pie (no chavy shaved beavers in those days) before she would ?smoke my beef? - and, on occasion, even fondle my scrotum! Arrrrgh, those were the days?
A special thanks to Terry (aka One Eyed Jack) for speaking up for me on more than one occasion. What a gent. I?ll get you a right tasty Thai curry for that, Tel.
There?s just one other thing I?d like to address here, and that?s the grumble that I?m ?always bringing class into it? This usually emanates from privileged middleclass university boys who feel totally exposed in the face of me questioning their sincerity, solidarity and legitimacy to act as spokespersons of, the poor, the proletariat, and the generally disadvantaged. But I?m afraid they make me so annoyed that I can?t help but want to pop the bubble of their beret wearing, Marxist, pretensions. We (on the O/T forum) tend to talk about the things that are winding us up or the things we are interested in. Some forumites are seemingly very interested in sport, TV and music. These people are always bringing footballers, celebrities or musicians into it. Nowadays I?m interested in politics and sociology so I?m always bringing class into it. And what?s politics and sociology about if it?s not about class?
Officer Dibble