Jack Dickinson says:
Donny says:
And on the bus!
How about banning loud music on mobile phones boris? Or just Children in general? That would be a good compromise.
Agreed. I saw a funny thing in Hemel the other day, a fat chav kid holding his mobile with 2 mini speakers attached to his waist playijng shitty r and b, what has the world come to
an r n b-elt!
i'm gonna patent that mother.
i dislike the term "chav". some kids are shits fo' sho' and i would like nothing better than to give them a good old fashioned british style kicking; trousers down, pants around the ankles, whilst matron's not looking in the dorms.
yet i still feel that it is an easy term to lump on someone and the prevalence of "hilarious", catchphase laden social critique and parody (see little britain and that moron tate) has led to a lot of socio-political bridge burning and only serves to intensify the anti-social isolationism of this particular demographic sub-culture.
lest we forget that the punks were treated in similar alienatory fashion, as were subversives and "beatniks" as far back as the dadaist cabarets and swing kids of wermacht post-hyperinflation berlin.
"chav" culture has developed its own aesthetic identity (tracksuits and hoodies), music (d n b, garage, beloved dubstep, etc...), linguistic idiosyncracies (inflection and import of some patois dialects...much like parisien verlan slang), sports (motor racing, dog breeding), and entrepreneurial savvy (feeding a family of 8 on a £75 benefit cheque).
this term has been coined through fear and a lack of understanding and human compassion. absolutely, some of these fuckwits are violent, undereducated dickwads, but we need to examine the causes of this, the motives and then take appropriate action be it personal and local or administrative and national. for instance, the surrey stream of "chav" comes from a nice semi in the suburbs with understanding middle earning parents who pray to big baby jesus that the second their progeny hits 18 they'll metamorphose into responsible, aspirational young adults who shop at m&s for cabbages mined on venus by baboons with golden hands and will spawn with a plain, dumpy girl with an embarassing laugh and fat ankles. they're fucking twats and have no excuse other than expressing themselves as antiestablishment figures in what they perceive to be the most effective way.
most 15 year olds, however, are more interested in building radios; tinkering with lawnmower engines; collecting glass bottles to sell for pennies at the sweet shop and fishing using worms that they have farmed from their gardens so what i think doesn't really matter.