Do you know what really pisses me off? I don’t suppose you care too much and I don’t care if you don’t care. I’m going to tell you anyway.
If you call someone a ‘snowflake’, you are a tit. It will almost always be a man who refers to someone else as a snowflake because he wants to show how fucking ‘hard’ he is. ‘Ooh,” he will tell you in a John Inman, ultra camp voice, “You are SUCH a snowflake. I’m NOT a snowflake. I’m hard as nails and thick as shit. But I’m well hard. Did I tell you I was hard?”
Then you will hear him go on about ‘political correctness gone mad’. In case you were wondering, political correctness (PC) is the last refuge of racists and bigots. ‘What’s wrong with this country? As soon as you abuse anyone who you think is different to you, they criticise you. PC gone mad. If you can’t be a racist, homophobe, misogynist or general all round bigot, what can you be these days? They’ll be banning christmas next!’
And dare I mention Remembrance? How about those halfwits who launch into hysteria when they assume, on the basis of no evidence whatsoever, that there are people who are offended by the poppy or Remembrance in general. Watch them tell you every single day how much more they care about the fallen than you possibly could!
As for Brexit, watch the serial Brexiters at work, all hatred of all things foreign. Using extracts from the Daily Mail – the same newspaper that supported Hitler before the war, but has moved to the right since then – they tell you just how evil Europeans are and how we must pull up the drawbridge and keep them out. We managed all right before the EU and we’ll manage now, even if we have shafted our children (not literally: just in life chances and opportunities, like we had).
I don’t think I’d want friends who referred to ‘snowflakes’, ‘political correctness’ or read the Daily Mail and believed a single word. They’d probably be supporters of Brexit, Donald Trump, Stephen Laxley-Lennon, Britain First, Nigel Farage and Boris Fucking Johnson. And with friends like that…