Today- past and tomorrow

From a film in the past...

There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening. The Korova milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence.
Here we see The Clockwork Orange a film about society falling on its arse.

But wait we have this from "Cool Britannia" circa 2007.

I’m a Nogadog, me. I’ve been one for four years and I’m 17 now.[…] It’s not a nice thing to be into, fighting and shooting and that. But that’s it. It can be with fists or with knives, whatever someone prefers. Or guns. […] I just stay in bed till about 2pm. Then I sit around and smoke weed. Sometimes we do beak [cocaine] or garys [ecstasy or MDMA] but I don’t do that on the street because your jaw swings like fuck and you would need a good kip half the time.
From Drink soaked trots for war

Now there are a lot of posts I have reacted too in the past, but few that have laid out the problems of society in such a manner. There is lots I could say about how this post pointed out that Burgess with his book and later a film was a bit of a prophet. Alas I feel that it makes me want to cry for how far our society has failed us all.

Fuck it makes me angry that nearly forty damn years of the state looking after us and we have barbarians within and home fucking grown in our own boarders. All thanks to the state taking care of all our needs, passing off blame, saying its all down to some social factor, some thing else, any thing else than responsibility

What with children being killed on the streets by other children, people in the media selling out the society which they claim they are part of is it not time we sat down and reviewed our values?

I shall leave with a song.
Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo...

I'm singing in the rain
Just singing in the rain
What a glorious feelin'
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds
So dark up above
The sun's in my heart
And I'm ready for love
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I've a smile on my face
I walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
Just singin',
Singin' in the rain

Dancin' in the rain
Dee-ah dee-ah dee-ah
Dee-ah dee-ah dee-ah
I'm happy again!
I'm singin' and dancin' in the rain!

I'm dancin' and singin' in the rain...
[ADDITIONAL VERSE]
Why am I smiling
And why do I sing?
Why does September
Seem sunny as spring?
Why do I get up
Each morning and start?
Happy and head up
With joy in my heart
Why is each new task
A trifle to do?
Because I am living
A life full of you.
And here we go with the ultra violence ...and the wrong man being blamed
Tags:Crime
Cool Britannia
PC Policing
New Labour

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