Owen Jones on homophobia
Posted on Poppers Guide's Forum
Topic created by PJ
on Sun, 1 Jun 2014 at 18:14
PJ said on Sun, 1 Jun 2014 at 18:14...
There's a fine article here by Owen:
The best idea is the connection between homophobia and group identity. Now translate that into national identity and you see how nasty little $#@#* like Putin, Mugabe, etc can use it as weapon against their own society.
Anonymous said on Sun, 1 Jun 2014 at 19:49...
What does this have to do with poppers?
Jako (UK) said on Mon, 2 Jun 2014 at 10:30...
He thinks this is the forum for 'poopers'.
PJ said on Mon, 2 Jun 2014 at 11:40...
Hi Jako what do you mean by that word "poopers"/ this is a forum for "poopers" as opposed to straight guys like yourself is how it reads. You are calling gay people this word i guess. So how does the term relate to gay men...the only conclusion being it is derogatory (i.e homophobic)
Jako (UK) said on Mon, 2 Jun 2014 at 13:11...
PJ: This forum is about poppers, not the writings of pseudo intellectuals.
PJ said on Mon, 2 Jun 2014 at 14:41...
Thank you, Nigel. Let us hear some more of your theories about light bulbs then......
Ma No2 said on Mon, 2 Jun 2014 at 15:34...
Hmmmm...Owen Jones is indeed a left wing pesudo like Julie Burchill. They will graft their politics onto any issue that fits, they cannot stand the fact that socialism withered on the vine. The point about "group identity" is basic level student psychology, wordy smarty pants waffle in the Guardian is good for wrapping up fish and chips (but the ink runs).
Nigel F said on Tue, 3 Jun 2014 at 08:09...
PJ: Light bulbs banned by The EU is fact, do a search.
PJ said on Tue, 3 Jun 2014 at 10:59...
So is global warming a fact! The action against your old fashioned bulbs is a global effort, not from The EU only.
Jako (UK) said on Tue, 3 Jun 2014 at 11:43...
They are in it together, a global conspiracy.
PJ said on Tue, 3 Jun 2014 at 16:31...
Who? SPECTRE? SMERSH? The Women's Institute? Bulgarians!??
Ma No2 said on Tue, 3 Jun 2014 at 21:11...
It is a conspiracy by Polish electricians.
Maureen said on Wed, 4 Jun 2014 at 13:23...
Oooh. A big Polish plumber gave my pipes a lookin at last week. Lovely fella! They were blocked up something rotten I can tell you. he said I need to flush them out regularly. after i gave him a nice brew and we were watching Flog It but the signal went he was poking around with my box for ages after that. Very versatile they can turn their hand to anything. I never found out what Ivan's pottery elephant made, does anyone know please? I doubt it was worth 60 quid! like that fat git in the scarf said. Owen Jones sounds Welsh...we all know what that means.
Jako (UK) said on Thu, 5 Jun 2014 at 10:10...
'Owen Jones sounds Welsh...we all know what that means'
We certainly do.
Wales, where men are men and sheep are nervous.
Maureen said on Thu, 5 Jun 2014 at 13:54...
They eat seaweed for breakfast that is all I am saying. If they let their dogs run around then of course the sheep might get upset. They used to put warning on the telly about it you know. There was a big cat called Roland that used to tell you about getting drowned and playing with matches. I am sorry to say that they do not put those warnings on telly anymore, I suppose the world is not so full of danger now! Talking of warnings, I just want to say this: Celebrity Masterchef.
PJ said on Thu, 5 Jun 2014 at 19:09...
Roland was a rat!
Roland lived beneath King's Cross railway station in The Ratcave. He had an infant brother called Little Reggie and had a girlfriend: Glenis the Guinea Pig. His colleagues included dour Welsh technical whizz Errol the Hamster
when did he "tell you about getting drowned"? A fine high minded response to the menace of homophobia, thanks.
Moonwater said on Fri, 6 Jun 2014 at 08:52...
The Wombles used to do this stuff and so did Tufty; The Wombles turned nasty about litter as i remeber.
Underground, overground, wombling free
The Wimbledon Wombles live in a tree
Dishing out kickings to those that we find
Leaving their needles and condoms behind
People don't notice us, they never see
Under their noses a Womble may be
We womble by night, watch by day
We will catch you like a bird of prey.
Terrible Masturbator said on Fri, 6 Jun 2014 at 21:45...
I am a Cider Drinker,
I drinks it all of the day,
I am a Cider Drinker,
it soothes all me troubles away,
Ooh arrh, ooh arrh ay, Ooh arrh, ooh arrh ay,
Moonwater said on Sun, 8 Jun 2014 at 16:01...
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
I wonder where The Wombles are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a vulture in the sky.
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then The Wombles do take flight,
Swopping down with savage bite
Be afeared cider drinker in the dark,
Pissing, puking in our communal park
And the bush tart seeking to blow
Twinkle little star, twinkle so.
Mrs Dean said on Mon, 11 Jan 2016 at 21:35...
I do not like your poetry. I suspect you wear your trousers high around the waist and sport an unkempt mustache.
Swain said on Wed, 16 Mar 2016 at 13:37...
I agree with Mrs Dean. Monnwater's poesie is lacklustre. I suggest the writer cuts a ludicrous figure in literary salons smoking a cheroot and deliberately wearing suede shoes when it rains.