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Originally Posted by Cherie
Read you blog for the first time Rachael.
After this I will be reading it again, think you have hit the nail on the head.
He reminds us of our cantankerous, slightly racist and sexist granddads, dads and uncles (who we also love, despite their anachronistic outlooks on life) who lived in that fascinating era, the 1970s, when Jim’s type of comedy appealed to the working populations before alternative humour sneered it away. When kids could ride on chopper bikes without helmets, could get a clip round the ear without it being termed abuse, middle-class aspirants could drink Liebfraumilch without shame, get a “chinky” and working-class folks could go to the pub and eat chicken in a basket with a Babycham and smoke wherever they bloody well liked.
An unenlightened era maybe and I’m not condoning it, but people like Jim remind us of a time when people could say what they wanted and take the piss out of people without reproach. Because that is how ordinary working-class people in this country behaved, especially in the part of the world he comes from. I just think that nowadays people either have to PC and bland, or forcibly extrovert to get on and Jim is the antithesis of both but is trying his best to adapt. He’s not exactly a breath of fresh air- he exudes a more of a wine-soaked, fag-stenched, Brut smelling aftershave type of aroma that wafts through the airwaves into our homes and I think that is why the public have taken him to their nostalgic hearts.
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Hey I remember those times, where they not the time when we all respected our police force, when men went out to work and were embarrassed to go to the dole office, when foreigners didn't tell us how to live our lives and didn't get away with benefit fraud, when we could let the kids go on long bike rides, when all the kids at school were fit and happy, when we could all go to a pub with the wife or GF and not be afraid of being mugged, when men went outside round the back to settle their differences, when kids were seen and not heard and phones were on the street corner, when we used to have to do chores and work Saturdays for our pocket money.
Ah those were the days when respect was uppermost in peoples minds and we didn't tolerate bastards that stole from charities or slags that supported them. We now live in a world of internet trolls, fraud, violence and kids of 14 think they can change the world using a laptop or mobile phone and the PC brigade stand on every corner screaming foul because the world owes them and laziness is an art perfected by the masses as a way of life.
I know which era I would prefer to live in if I had the choice.