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Click hereIn the hairstyle-disaster stakes,
the dressing-in-the-dark derbies,
the Arsehole of the Universe in Bloom Awards,
we win hands down here.
In the race to have their firstborn look
like a tart or a mugger, our parents
have shaved years off any other town:
our primary schools proclaim our precedence.
Pre-teen slags swap insults with their swains
each day in the High Street under the
indulgent gaze of their teenage mothers
(the teenage fathers being otherwise detained).
Mini-generations meet in supermarket aisles,
obstructing commerce with their numbers,
doting on half-siblings squabbling over
whose father is whose.
Four generations by fifty is the norm:
babies bouncing in the trollies playing
with the coke and chips and burgers
while they wean themselves on Weetos.
Unburdened by jobs or tax or
responsibilities, they are the
Happy Generations happily leading us
to our next level of civilization.
a DJ on a local radio station talking about the youngest grandfather in England. The kid was twenty-nine. Babies having babies perpetuates a cycle that seems unbreakable. Then we must feed everybody with subsidies because of guilt? It's difficult, because you don't want to see potential lost in future generations because of loss of sustenance. Is there an answer?
Maybe a more robust use of birth control.
Good work friday--enjoyed and rated perfect because the piece upset me.
Depressingly true I've seen them! My favourite line is '(the teenage fathers being otherwise detained)' very droll!
Nice bite, and although I, like Angeline, don't quite get the references and the terminology, I feel the scenario is familiar enough to come across anyway.
A bit too didactic here and there. I guess you were coung for charicature, so maybe that's just right.
In Aussie their called bogans. Lots of juicy images and it reminds me of people in my town. I am wondering given Angeline's comments whether this might be a brit/aussie thing.
to really reach me as an observer outside the particular culture. It is well written and does it have good images? Yes because you know your way aound words and how to make them have an effect. But I think there are other ways to say this and to me it comes across as so polemic that the poetic potential feels smothered.