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if you are born on this day here is a message for you, should you make it 2084.

welcome to britain post olympics.

hi,

so your 84 eh.? welcome to your rest home. we took the liberty of selling your house to pay for this 4 magnificent months of micro care. we have arranged your funeral for you on the 14th april. we have selected bass-masters for your musical farewell and mcdonalds as your last meal. your injection is set for the 3rd april, but dont worry. we feed you valium in your food. your time has come anyway. most we releive by age 70 when their services are no longer required. you were lucky. there was an error in your paperwork and you mcdonalds didnt seem to give you cancer as hoped.

april arrives and as you sit in the revalation chair awaiting your injection to the afterlife, you look back on your productive life in britain.

born in 2005 to a poor office worker family in london, you grew strong on the gm modified foods and bottled waters. your education is weak, but for the job tasks you face, is sufficient. your upbringing being typical british 2005+ means no holidays, no siblings and not much exercise. you are of course fatted by the additives and microwaved to sleep every night post playstation 2. sleep in lead fume filled shoebox with bob the builder carpet at an extra £4pcm due to marketing costs of bob the builder brand.

by the time you are 16 your a typical fat, computerised mobot. an only, oily child.

off to work or to pay-education. your rent being 60% of your family income you choose work.

your options are to work putting on 'the peoples' bumpers onto china corp cars or ginsters pastries of the future. you choose ginsters. and put the eggs into contemporary futeristic scotch eggs, 12 a minute, 60 hours a week for £10ph. that manages to help the family pay for both a thrid of the rent (1600pmc) to a fortunate social housing landlord boomer and a little off the poll taxes (£2275 pa) for our non jobbers above. to make sure the luvvies are ok and to pay for their retirement.

at night you can either have a £6 curry meal with people being sick on the tables as they are so drunk, go clubbing and fight drunks all night. or gamble what little disposable income you have at a nighclub casino in humberside. then go back to your room at your parents. perhaps put 50p away per months savings for something special like a new CD, some texts or a part payment for token converters for an i-pod or new canvas manbag,..dont forget, you could be as cool as rooney with a manbag like this. sterilised girls will love you. if your good at football - then your a prophet.

dont think about ever affording a non-sterilised girlfriend as the country, depite being 70% empty does not have room for your children. they only need you to work. time off for children is for the non-jobbers only. the pension protected and the already well heeled. you may however, smoke and drink as much as you wish. only please, for our health sakes - not in public. catch a bus and we'll smash your face in or rob you. take and train and we will take you 60 miles from where you need to be. get a car and we will find a way to fine you.

if you want to learn to be a dentist that will cost £XXXXX

if you want to learn to be a surgeon that will cost £XXXXXX

havent got it ? ask you dad. he doesnt have it ? tough. get packing eggs you little sh1t.

and so it goes on for X amount of internet years.

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if you are born on this day here is a message for you, should you make it 2084.

welcome to britain post olympics.

hi,

so your 84 eh.? welcome to your rest home. we took the liberty of selling your house to pay for this 4 magnificent months of micro care. we have arranged your funeral for you on the 14th april. we have selected bass-masters for your musical farewell and mcdonalds as your last meal. your injection is set for the 3rd april, but dont worry. we feed you valium in your food. your time has come anyway. most we releive by age 70 when their services are no longer required. you were lucky. there was an error in your paperwork and you mcdonalds didnt seem to give you cancer as hoped.

april arrives and as you sit in the revalation chair awaiting your injection to the afterlife, you look back on your productive life in britain.

born in 2005 to a poor office worker family in london, you grew strong on the gm modified foods and bottled waters. your education is weak, but for the job tasks you face, is sufficient. your upbringing being typical british 2005+ means no holidays, no siblings and not much exercise. you are of course fatted by the additives and microwaved to sleep every night post playstation 2. sleep in lead fume filled shoebox with bob the builder carpet at an extra £4pcm due to marketing costs of bob the builder brand.

by the time you are 16 your a typical fat, computerised mobot. an only, oily child.

off to work or to pay-education. your rent being 60% of your family income you choose work.

your options are to work putting on peoples bumpers onto china corp cars or ginsters pastries of the future. you choose ginsters. and put the eggs into the scotch eggs, 12 a minute, 60 hours a week for £10ph. that manages to help the family pay for both a thrid of the rent (1600pmc) to a fortunate social housing landlord boomer and a little off the poll taxes (£2275 pa) for our non jobbers above. to make sure the luvvies are ok and to pay for their retirement.

at night you can either have a £6 curry meal with people being sick on the tables as they are so drunk, go clubbing and fight drunks all night. or gamble what little disposable income you have at a nighclub casino in deal. perhaps put 50p away per months savings for something special like a new CD, some texts or a part payment for token converters for an i-pod or new canvas manbag,..

dont think about ever affording a non-sterilised girlfriend as the country, depite being 70% empty does not have room for your children. they only need you to work. time off for children is for the non-jobbers only. the pension protected and the already well heeled. you may however, smoke and drink as much as you wish. only please, for our health sakes - not in public. catch a bus and we'll smash your face in or rob you. take and train and we will take you 60 miles from where you need to be. get a car and we will find a way to fine you.

if you want to be a dentist that will cost £XXXXX

if you want to be a surgeon that will cost £XXXXXX

havent got it ? ask you dad. he doesnt have it ? tough. get packing eggs you little sh1t.

and so it goes on for X amount of internet years.

Can I suggest you listen to the lyrics of "Systematic Death" by "my" band Crass.

They said pretty much the same as you just have 25 years ago. I've got a mate who believed them - he's screwed now. No money, no ambition, no hope, no family. Nothing. Just an endless stream of depressed days followed by even more depressing nights.

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do you think that was his outlooks fault, or was he destined to become that way as in misery loves company ?

btw: crass used to be on the back of the jackets of all the best early 80s bullys.

or the nebs had gillan embriodered on the back of a stinking denim jacket, though nebs were soft.

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do you think that was his outlooks fault, or was he destined to become that way as in misery loves company ?

btw: crass used to be on the back of the jackets of all the best early 80s bullys.

or the nebs had gillan embriodered on the back of a stinking denim jacket, though nebs were soft.

He changed whilst at university when he "found" himself. Used to be a happy bloke into ska. Became a morose tree hugger into Killing Joke, Crass and the like.

Most people who listened to Crass misunderstood them - they were anarchists not into violence.

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yeah, but crass would delibratley scare grannys with a dead dog or something. or kick a policeman in the chops with an accompanying 'gertcha' coppa'.

im glad todays kids are into craig david and the like. otherwise witht he amount of drink they consume we'd all be smelling brown leather.

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yeah, but crass would delibratley scare grannys with a dead dog or something. or kick a policeman in the chops with an accompanying 'gertcha' coppa'.

im glad todays kids are into craig david and the like. otherwise witht he amount of drink they consume we'd all be smelling brown leather.

I think we should go back to the violence of the early/mid eighties - excellent fun.

Better to kick the living daylights out of some scummy QPR or Brentford fan than waste money on drink or drugs.

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I think we should go back to the violence of the early/mid eighties - excellent fun.

Better to kick the living daylights out of some scummy QPR or Brentford fan than waste money on drink or drugs.

Unless its you getting the living daylights kicked out of you by some QPR or Brentford fan. Or maybe that would also be good fun for you.

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i was never one for voilence really, though i am a snazzy little fighter. i didnt have the guilt free temprement needed to attack a jibbering human for no reason. or to bully.

the early 80s was pretty bad for violent yobs. the only notes that really counted for them were the ones that come in wads -urghh. they all screamed when the air turned blue, but these people didnt give a toss/. some got cash from chaos.

i think this was a reflection - remnant of the punk era. which was yobby and with a violent image. it was a look that was to be lived up to and having a skinhead meant more than simply going bald - as is now. even judge john deed (martin shaw) has a skinhead - how cool is that ?

yep. in the 80s it wasnt eak fisted binge drinkers you can batter within 20 seconds. these were pretty hard characters for really poor backgrounds, who smoked, kept council ferrets and would nick a pushbike, packet of fags or bread to take over to the local magic mushroom war of the worlds hippies. on the council estate. all nicely homed though. i spend my 12yrs-15yrs amongst these characters as i sacked off school and ran about with the winlder bunches. 'street level' though i could always go back at home to a family. often they couldnt. it was the best doss. better than stupid sh1tty creep filled school.

though i never bullied anyone. so i am sure that a non money thing and simply a sadistic character fault. music or no music.

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