But not for the usual reason, namely the sheer absurdity of the ungrammatical “Racially Aggravated offense”, this occurring after a taxi fare row and Sam, who’s of Indian ethnicity, calling a policeman a stupid white bastard, which knowing British policemen, he probably was.
My amazement was personal. That’s because four years ago my “Four Comic Novellas” book was published and one of those tales, “The Last Judgement” recounted an identical story.
It described how an effete black homosexual (Sam is a lesbian) so called Council Outreach Officer with a nonsense doctorate from one of Britain’s lowest ranking universities, wandered into an Irish laborer’s pub, was immediately appalled and in his haste to leave, accidentally bumped one of the drinkers, spilling his beer,
The Irish navvy responded by calling him a “f**king black poncy bastard”.
The Outreach Officer immediately filed a racist complaint to the Police.
My story recounts his courtroom demolition by a brilliant barrister, who appalled by this nonsense law, had come out of retirement and volunteered his services pro bono.
Kiwis of my generation grew up imbued in British culture and one of its most appealing characteristics was a delight in piss-taking and a tolerant outlook of differences and eccentricities, best epitomised by the wonderfully outrageous “Little Britain” television comedy.
But over the last two decades there’s been a dramatic change, not I sense with any meaningful public support.
I could recount numerous ludicrous examples, such as the Senior Detective conducting a detective seminar and stressing the need not to cut corners but behave honestly, then being suspended for saying “We must be whiter than white.”
Or the prosecution of a Pom for calling a Welshman a “Taffy” and another case of someone for calling a Scot a “Jock”. Prosecutions occurred despite both the Welshman and the Scot protesting that they had taken no offence.
The good news is my sense of a lash-back underway with the likes of the brilliant Ricky Gervais leading the charge.
We’ve endured similar nonsense here in New Zealand with anything to do with maori being unacceptable unless viewed through the prism of maori wonderfulness.
This is epitomised by the dying print media’s ludicrous current fashion of listing in brackets a series of tribal names after any part maori, which is all of them, who’s currently in the news.
The standout exception is with their numerous reports of part maori criminals. No brackets and tribal details for them, though, which selectivity is simply unabashed hypocrisy.
Sir Bob Jones is a renowned author, columnist , property investor, and former politician, who blogs at No Punches Pulled HERE - where this article was sourced.
It described how an effete black homosexual (Sam is a lesbian) so called Council Outreach Officer with a nonsense doctorate from one of Britain’s lowest ranking universities, wandered into an Irish laborer’s pub, was immediately appalled and in his haste to leave, accidentally bumped one of the drinkers, spilling his beer,
The Irish navvy responded by calling him a “f**king black poncy bastard”.
The Outreach Officer immediately filed a racist complaint to the Police.
My story recounts his courtroom demolition by a brilliant barrister, who appalled by this nonsense law, had come out of retirement and volunteered his services pro bono.
Kiwis of my generation grew up imbued in British culture and one of its most appealing characteristics was a delight in piss-taking and a tolerant outlook of differences and eccentricities, best epitomised by the wonderfully outrageous “Little Britain” television comedy.
But over the last two decades there’s been a dramatic change, not I sense with any meaningful public support.
I could recount numerous ludicrous examples, such as the Senior Detective conducting a detective seminar and stressing the need not to cut corners but behave honestly, then being suspended for saying “We must be whiter than white.”
Or the prosecution of a Pom for calling a Welshman a “Taffy” and another case of someone for calling a Scot a “Jock”. Prosecutions occurred despite both the Welshman and the Scot protesting that they had taken no offence.
The good news is my sense of a lash-back underway with the likes of the brilliant Ricky Gervais leading the charge.
We’ve endured similar nonsense here in New Zealand with anything to do with maori being unacceptable unless viewed through the prism of maori wonderfulness.
This is epitomised by the dying print media’s ludicrous current fashion of listing in brackets a series of tribal names after any part maori, which is all of them, who’s currently in the news.
The standout exception is with their numerous reports of part maori criminals. No brackets and tribal details for them, though, which selectivity is simply unabashed hypocrisy.
Sir Bob Jones is a renowned author, columnist , property investor, and former politician, who blogs at No Punches Pulled HERE - where this article was sourced.
5 comments:
I do agree with your last paragraph. Total hypocrisy not to list tribal roots of Maori criminals. No wonder they
can't or won't control their own people but leave it to others then loudly complain . They are the masters of their own demise.
I think you may be old enough Mr Jones to recall Flanders & Swann, The David Frost Show, Not The Nine O'Clock News, then The Oddies. All British, all piss-taking for all they were worth.
Most people found them amusing, sometimes hilarious. Those taking offence were usually posturing, and were scoffed & scorned out of any credibility for their p-c, as it was known. Nowadays such material is only viewable via online video channels.
NZ may have moved into a new era, but offence-speak remains a huge 3P - Precious Petal Pimple - on the skin of a free society.
The woke approach has killed traditional British derived humour. I suspect a major reason tv audiences have plummetted is the total lack of wry comedy; no Fools and Horses, Till Death Do Us Part, Are You Being Served, Possidge, Steptoe, Smith and Jones, Benny Hill, not even Last of Summer Wine. Or even the locally produced. About all we get now is the occasional standup with sex jokes which apparently are now universal.
And sadly I again overlooked 14 Feb the anniversary of 2020 end of humour in NZ
It is a pity for Sam her grandmother wasn't Palestinian.
In London she could have committed mass murder and found plenty of support.
Billy T James contributed significantly to better race relations in NZ. It is important that we all must never lose the ability to take the piss out of ourselves. Unfortunately, many sectors of society just no longer get that. It's not a sign of weakness, it's healthy.
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