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I have been back in this town after a break of about twenty years during which i lived in London. I have great affection for Blackburn though most of my memories of it are from the sixties and seventies when (for all its poverty) it seemed to me to be a happier and more positive place to live.
Blackburn has become a mirror image of the country, its people corrupted by hedonistic self obsession and a ignorance of anything that conflicts with their crass, xenophobic bigotry.
The critique that follows could just as easily be leveled at the country in general;
1) an extraordinarily, inept, corrupt and philistine local authority/goverment made up of a dynasty of corpulent, whiskey swilling sham socialists
2) a bigoted, apathetic white working class, ranging from feral pond life at one extreme to those for whom a chemically induced tan and a boob job is the height of urban 'chic'.
For both there knowledge of the outside world is derived from tabloid newspapers (including the l.e.t for whom some newsworthy item in Preston would require the dispatch of a 'foreign correspondent'), reality TV and annual pilgrimages to rhodes and corfu where having donned union jack shorts they'll proceed to brawl, puke and attempt to spawn.
I would also include
3) an asian community as bigoted as their white counterparts and whose male members are spoilt and misogynistic and
4) a smug middle class who hide there ignorance behind there conspicuous material affluence and (second rate) degreee's.
Somewhere in between all these groups are the decent, honest people of this town/country, irrespective of ethnicity, gender, sexual orientation, age or chosen lifestyles...they are as ever caught between the cynical and ruthless and the ignorant and brutish.
This isn't a tirade of hatred, i was born and brought up in this town and i though I remember it always as 'scruffy' it undeniably used to have a heart and soul.
Be under no illusions, Blackburn is in crisis and the local authority, your council is in denial, it believes its own lies of the 'blackburn renaissance' which a casual glance at the town centre would disprove. This is a dangerous psychosis, when any individual, organization or community is locked into a spiral of decline that they choose not to acknowledge.
Hammer, nail and head in my opinion.