Society is in the gutter

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it's time for change

Surmounter, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:18 (eight years ago) Permalink

at least you had streets, in my day we just had caves, but we all looked out for each other

velko, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:18 (eight years ago) Permalink

A knife. One times this kid can't remember his name brought a knife to school. We all of us just stared at it. Then we looked at the kid.

Nowadays...

ice crӕm, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:19 (eight years ago) Permalink

Its a ruddy disgrace. You used to be able to borrow a cupful of sugar without getting a punch in the face.

Parish Priest!, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:19 (eight years ago) Permalink

These days, "texting" is passed off as genuine communication.

wanko ergo sum, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:19 (eight years ago) Permalink

something must be done. real action. the politicians are too busy straightening bananas with the brussels elite. REAL ACTION.

Local Garda, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:19 (eight years ago) Permalink

I used to knew all the names of the boys at school but now when I walk past I don't know who any of them are. Society has literally been dissolved in a vat of acid

Parish Priest!, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:21 (eight years ago) Permalink

The sky seemed different. And the birds. The birds!

ice crӕm, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:21 (eight years ago) Permalink

i remember when you would stop in the street, on your way to the market, and find yourself in immersed in hour-long conversations. now it's just an awkward smile, a pained nod.

Surmounter, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:21 (eight years ago) Permalink

A shiv in the guts.

ledge, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:22 (eight years ago) Permalink

Society has gone mad with its own sense of self importance, and taken a high jump from the nearest cliff. Now its corpse lies rotting in a ditch, having been stripped for clothes and parts by Eastern European tramps.

Local Garda, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:22 (eight years ago) Permalink

In my day there was no heart trouble but these days i suffer from heart disease, angina, and youths are literally breaking society apart with their bare hands

Parish Priest!, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:23 (eight years ago) Permalink

Society can regularly be seen flailing around the streets late at night, looking for another party.

30 years ago society was an altar boy with a side parting. It was a great time to be alive!

Local Garda, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:23 (eight years ago) Permalink

We would wake up in the morning. Later we would go to bed at night. I never heard anyone question it.

ice crӕm, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:24 (eight years ago) Permalink

we used to make things in this country, now everybody's got his hand in the other guy's pocket. literally!

goole, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:24 (eight years ago) Permalink

it used to be, you got married, you stayed married. now, who knows??

max, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:25 (eight years ago) Permalink

gangs of thug youths are literally eating society and shitting out blocks of pure despair

snoball, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:25 (eight years ago) Permalink

prices are rising, the celtic tiger has accidentally ingested the credit crunch. now society totters about like ronnie wood in high heels after a 3 day cocaine dinner.

Local Garda, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:26 (eight years ago) Permalink

when i was a child, the only homosexuals i knew were arabs, and we chased them out of town with elm branches. now, i wake up every day to see homosexuals on tv, the radio, sometimes even on my back patio, engaging in unspeakable acts.

max, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:27 (eight years ago) Permalink

you can't even be sure of your own sexuality anymore. society has become an endless freddie mercury sex tape, stuck in the broken video recorder that passes for real values nowadays.

Local Garda, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:28 (eight years ago) Permalink

times used to be you could spend an afternoon with a young lad and not have it questioned by the papers and the young lads mother

Parish Priest!, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:29 (eight years ago) Permalink

Kids today with their Teacake Mix and Premark - my mum made all our clothes out of used spaghetti

snoball, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:29 (eight years ago) Permalink

We listened to the radio. I'm talking about LISTENING.

ice crӕm, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:29 (eight years ago) Permalink

every night we'd gather around the radio to listen to the weekly wrestling matches between roosevelt and churchill

max, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:30 (eight years ago) Permalink

what is with all of the child rape nowadays? this used to be illegal, now it's practically demanded of you. it's literally on youtube and on the chat rooms every day.

goole, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:30 (eight years ago) Permalink

if you'd told me a child was being abused 30 years ago, I wouldn't have believed you!

x-post you're right, LISTENING. people LISTENED. they LISTENED.

Local Garda, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:31 (eight years ago) Permalink

whatever happened to courting? cotillions? gowns? these days society's lost in a haze of match dot toms and katies, swimming in a sea of cars that swerve all over the road.

Surmounter, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:31 (eight years ago) Permalink

All this million channel cable TV and internet and your wireless phone from that disgusting bloke who is that older woman's toyboy in them adverts, when I was a lad we didn't even have TV. My old man used to put an empty cereal box on his head and pretend it was a TV set, and then read from the papers our chips were wrapped in.

snoball, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:32 (eight years ago) Permalink

when i was younger, there was no such thing as irony, and if there was, no decent person had ever heard of it. now--its irony in the shower, irony for breakfast, irony in your afternoon nap. irony has literally kidnapped everything good and decent and tied it to a chair and literally beaten it.

max, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:33 (eight years ago) Permalink

There were no steroids in baseball. I'm talking about in the days before Jackie Robinson.

wanko ergo sum, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:33 (eight years ago) Permalink

My sister I looked out for her. And my brother too. My father he was a good man.

Now I don't even remember their names.

ice crӕm, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:33 (eight years ago) Permalink

What passes for entertainment now would literally kill a man from The Past. He would see entertainment, and then melt into a small pile of ash. Society has been fed to godless, homosexual sharks.

call all destroyer, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:33 (eight years ago) Permalink

society isn't even in the gutter anymore since the hogs and spivs of the EU ruled our gutters illegal and took them away

the gutter is too good for them

Parish Priest!, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:34 (eight years ago) Permalink

I used to have to murder tramps so that I could steal their empty gin bottles to get the deposit back from the off license. Now when people stab up a tramp they don't even bother to nick his shoes to sell to the mad shoe collecting man down the street.

snoball, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:34 (eight years ago) Permalink

miscegenation!

max, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:35 (eight years ago) Permalink

One time when I was four or five, I don't know, I saw a house burn down. It was our neighbors house. Point is he, him and his family, he was our NEIGHBOR.

ice crӕm, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:35 (eight years ago) Permalink

There used to be white dog shit on the pavements, now it's brown, and I'll tell you why! The EU communists have taken away our white dog shit and replaced it with brown!

snoball, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:37 (eight years ago) Permalink

and now who would it be? it could literally be anyone. he might be burning a house down right now and laughing. laughing! he may as well be laughing at society itself.

i might as well laugh at society, join in with them! when good men burn down houses and laugh at society its time for a war

Parish Priest!, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:37 (eight years ago) Permalink

nowadays if angelina jolie is in the gutter, society gets in too. if she climbs out of the gutter, it stands up and dusts itself off. it used to be there were consistent ideas, about culture, art, thought. now we just dig our graves alongside the spectres of society's future, and leave the past to the likes of Rita Hayworth.

Surmounter, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:38 (eight years ago) Permalink

it used to be that a man like Mickey Rooney was a handsome darling to man and woman alike, now it's all eleven foot spaniards who spend all day riding an excercize machine, bulging testicles on every billboard, it's an affront to every woman who leaves her home.

goole, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:38 (eight years ago) Permalink

time was that satanists were round up and had it beaten out of them. now they sit in brussels laughing at society as they parcel it up and throw it in the sea

Parish Priest!, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:38 (eight years ago) Permalink

(PP! & LG are kind of killing us here guys)

goole, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:39 (eight years ago) Permalink

it used to be that the little woman stayed at home and never had to look at billboards. now i never see the little woman! always with the bingo and the supermarket and the 'swingers club' whatever that is

society? in the gutter!

Parish Priest!, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:40 (eight years ago) Permalink

miscegenation!!!!!!

max, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:41 (eight years ago) Permalink

We went to hear the word. Every Sunday we went. Maybe we didn't understand it. An we sure didn't live up to it. But we went. We showed up.

ice crӕm, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:41 (eight years ago) Permalink

Nowadays I daydream about what I going to order at CPK all through the sermon. You didn't have to worry about that back then, because there was no CPK, and if there had been a CPK it's have been closed on Sunday.

wanko ergo sum, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:43 (eight years ago) Permalink

time was you used to be able toleave the curtains open and look out across the fields. you open the curtains now and a youth is literally hurling a piece of society at any honest man he can see

Parish Priest!, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:43 (eight years ago) Permalink

people used to know how to keep a secret, now there are shows on tv that literally will tell you everything you didn't want to know. people desperate to be famous by pressing their genitalia up against your face, instead of GETTING A JOB. who suffers? all of us. society.

goole, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:45 (eight years ago) Permalink

once upon a time it was you used to look forward to getting a letter through the post from a family member but now junk mail is posted directly from the socialists and satanists of brussels and if thats no bad enough youths might be literally burning society outside your house and posting cinders through your letter box

letters? i wont have them in the house!

Parish Priest!, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:46 (eight years ago) Permalink

Pop music used to be those nice Rolling Stones, now it's all filthy dirty youths shouting AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! in your face. I mean, compare this:

...nice clean boys who are nice to their mums. Now compare it with this:

Who the hell is that filthy tramp - he must have nits 'cause they've had to shave off his infested stinking hair.

snoball, Monday, 25 August 2008 20:46 (eight years ago) Permalink

no we do, we're trying to change it.

helpless before THRILLARY (Dr Morbius), Friday, 15 July 2016 19:45 (four months ago) Permalink

there was a time you could open a newspaper and not have to read about african-american men murdered by police

simpler times

jim in vancouver, Friday, 15 July 2016 19:59 (four months ago) Permalink

you had a thread called "society is in the gutter" and people knew what it was for

ǂbait (seandalai), Saturday, 16 July 2016 15:29 (four months ago) Permalink

Now youve said it, sean, now you have it

poor fiddy-less albion (darraghmac), Saturday, 16 July 2016 15:38 (four months ago) Permalink

we used to appreciate threads - we didn't have many but we read them every day

Bein' Sean Bean (LocalGarda), Saturday, 16 July 2016 20:18 (four months ago) Permalink

the threads were threads and thats all there was to it, now days... pokeman

lag∞n, Sunday, 17 July 2016 18:13 (four months ago) Permalink

would be nice if people caught some values along with those pokes.

Bein' Sean Bean (LocalGarda), Sunday, 17 July 2016 23:01 (four months ago) Permalink

Gutter catch 'em all, I say.

five memes that i can hardly stand to view (Doctor Casino), Monday, 18 July 2016 00:16 (four months ago) Permalink

pplains, Monday, 18 July 2016 01:10 (four months ago) Permalink

four weeks pass...

I was killing some time in the staff room, as you do, and started reading a Dean R Koontz thriller called Dragon Tears. This was on page 2.

Neil S, Tuesday, 16 August 2016 14:50 (three months ago) Permalink

the use of "no doubt" is key.

Bein' Sean Bean (LocalGarda), Tuesday, 16 August 2016 15:13 (three months ago) Permalink

tbf Koontz might have been on to something with the "bad-tempered, evil minded trolls" bit

Neil S, Tuesday, 16 August 2016 15:16 (three months ago) Permalink

in my day a troll was someone who would happily stay under his bridge, now it's all Twitter this, Facebook that

Neil S, Tuesday, 16 August 2016 15:17 (three months ago) Permalink

mankind? more like ManUNkind if you ask me

https://metallica.com/blog/news/429181/hardwired-to-self-destruct-available-november-18-2

Neil S, Thursday, 18 August 2016 21:16 (three months ago) Permalink

four weeks pass...

http://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/the-doomed-mouse-utopia-that-inspired-the-rats-of-nimh

i condensed it for those who don't want to read the full article:

In 1947, to keep a close eye on his charges, Calhoun constructed a quarter-acre "rat city" behind his house, and filled it with breeding pairs. He expected to be able to house 5,000 rats there but over the two years he observed the city, the population never exceeded 150. At that point, the rats became too stressed to reproduce. They started acting weirdly, rolling dirt into balls rather than digging normal tunnels. They hissed and fought.

[...]

Most frightening are the parallels he draws between rodent and human society. "I shall largely speak of mice," he begins, "but my thoughts are on man." Both species, he explains, are vulnerable to two types of death—that of the spirit and that of the body. Even though he had removed physical threats, doing so had forced the residents of Universe 25 into a spiritually unhealthy situation, full of crowding, overstimulation, and contact with various mouse strangers. To a society experiencing the rapid growth of cities—and reacting, in various ways, quite poorly—this story seemed familiar. Senators brought it up in meetings. It showed up in science fiction and comic books. Even Tom Wolfe, never lost for description, used Calhounian terms to describe New York City, calling all of Gotham a "behavioral sink."

Convinced that he had found a real problem, Calhoun quickly began using his mouse models to try and fix it. If mice and humans weren't afforded enough physical space, he thought, perhaps they could make up for it with conceptual space—creativity, artistry, and the type of community not built around social hierarchies. His later Universes were designed to be spiritually as well as physically utopic, with rodent interactions carefully controlled to maximize happiness (he was particularly fascinated by some early rats who had created an innovative form of tunneling, where they rolled dirt into balls). He extrapolated this, too, to human concerns, becoming an early supporter of environmental design and H.G. Wells's hypothetical "World Brain," an international information network that was a clear precursor to the internet.

[...]

But there was one person who paid attention to his more optimistic experiments, a writer named Robert C. O'Brien. In the late '60s, O'Brien allegedly visited Calhoun's lab, met the man trying to build a true and creative rat paradise, and took note of the Frisbee on the door, the scientists' own attempt "to help when things got too stressful," as Calhoun put it. Soon after, O'Brien wrote Ms. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH—a story about rats who, having escaped from a lab full of blundering humans, attempt to build their own utopia. Next time, maybe we should put the rats in charge.

F♯ A♯ (∞), Thursday, 15 September 2016 17:18 (two months ago) Permalink

one month passes...

Bein' Sean Bean (LocalGarda), Thursday, 20 October 2016 07:56 (one month ago) Permalink

excellent use of the rhetorical question there, A+

Neil S, Thursday, 20 October 2016 08:08 (one month ago) Permalink

"even 20 years ago an ambulance would have been called"

Bein' Sean Bean (LocalGarda), Thursday, 20 October 2016 09:39 (one month ago) Permalink

'would of' surely?

Patti Labelle is in here with her high but mediocre singing voice. (Tom D.), Thursday, 20 October 2016 09:59 (one month ago) Permalink

Lowering taxes to makes lower paid jobs more worthwhile would of helped this indolent gent get `back on his feet'

the kids are alt right (darraghmac), Thursday, 20 October 2016 10:20 (one month ago) Permalink

that's amazing. garda you have to get some submissions into these 'have your say' newspaper things, it's a natural forum for reports from the gutter.

Roberto Spiralli, Thursday, 20 October 2016 11:15 (one month ago) Permalink

struggling to accept that that isn't garda's work tbh

r|t|c, Thursday, 20 October 2016 11:33 (one month ago) Permalink

dunno if i could conjure up something this crazy - i can't stop thinking about it.

like it is on so many levels fascinating and horrible.

Bein' Sean Bean (LocalGarda), Thursday, 20 October 2016 11:36 (one month ago) Permalink

Ou sont les negligence d'autrefois

the kids are alt right (darraghmac), Thursday, 20 October 2016 11:41 (one month ago) Permalink

Whom shall be the one to call the ambulance? Not I.

Lennon, Elvis, Hendrix etc (dog latin), Thursday, 20 October 2016 11:54 (one month ago) Permalink

these days no ambulance attends the gutter, occasionally a battered uber will pass driven by a rat with a gold tooth

estela, Thursday, 20 October 2016 12:14 (one month ago) Permalink

Akeem Diko OTM. Leicester's title win was remarkable.

wingless yurp (Ye Mad Puffin), Thursday, 20 October 2016 12:37 (one month ago) Permalink

lol estela

I hear from this arsehole again, he's going in the river (James Morrison), Thursday, 20 October 2016 23:19 (one month ago) Permalink

lol x2!

calzino, Thursday, 20 October 2016 23:38 (one month ago) Permalink

https://twitter.com/MxJackMonroe/status/790591668256997376

Neil S, Tuesday, 25 October 2016 13:12 (one month ago) Permalink

Probably more annoying are his kids who are always shouting MUMMY CAN YOU HELP ME at loud volumes and kicking footballs against the face.

Millions of species Faye Dunaway (Tom D.), Tuesday, 25 October 2016 13:16 (one month ago) Permalink

Neil S, Tuesday, 25 October 2016 15:16 (one month ago) Permalink


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