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If I found myself in conversation with such a person I would be referring to everyone else in the third person plural - it would confuse "them" no end, and hopefully they would then realise they are just being a dick.Quote:
Originally Posted by Barry
Interesting indeed - thanks for this thread Paul, it's got me a little bit hooked! :) About time we had something that's not all doom and gloomQuote:
Originally Posted by p147
Here's a table of the new gender neutral personal pronouns. Get memorising, there'll be a test tomorrow:
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Do you mind if I don't bother? :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Macca
You fail the test it's six ferulas and a Saturday morning detention - that's 3 hours of litter picking and trimming the grass verges with nail scissors.
Then you have to take it again.
:lol:
I'll be in the pub mate (or actually, sitting outside the pub wearing a mask, waiting for opening time in September).
You can laugh but it's already law in Canada https://www.cbc.ca/cbcdocspov/featur...c-16-explained
''If someone refused to use a preferred pronoun — and it was determined to constitute discrimination or harassment — could that potentially result in jail time?
It is possible, Brown says, through a process that would start with a complaint and progress to a proceeding before a human rights tribunal. If the tribunal rules that harassment or discrimination took place, there would typically be an order for monetary and non-monetary remedies. A non-monetary remedy may include sensitivity training, issuing an apology, or even a publication ban, he says''
I've no idea what 'sensitivity training' might entail but then it's been a while since I last read '1984'. I'm guessing the people who think these laws are a good idea have never read it.
they were plants.. the stalks were used to lash :eyebrows: now we're talkin':eyebrows:Quote:
Originally Posted by Macca
I'm trying to visualise what kind of person with nothing better to do thought that lot up.Quote:
Originally Posted by Macca
i was going to say a lot of bullshit, but i better be safe and say cattleshitQuote:
Originally Posted by Macca
whoever it was, has obviously been speaking to the EU's institutional triangle far too much.Quote:
Originally Posted by walpurgis
No not quiteQuote:
Originally Posted by struth
The ferula was a piece of whalebone about a foot long covered with hard rubber so that it presented a flat surface about two inches across. In practice this was given in doses of between 3 and 12 strokes although in theory it could go a high as 18, which was always called 'Twice Nine'.
All punishment was given in the 'Ferula Office' by the discipline master. If a boy was judged in class to deserve punishment, for misconduct, laziness or just a poor result in a test, the class teacher would write him a bill, a slip of paper saying how many strokes he was to get and why. This would need to be countersigned by the Lower/Middle/Upper School master and then within 24 hours he had to turn up at the Ferula Office for his punishment.
Funny how what we used to consider perfectly normal and commonplace 40 years ago would now result in jail time.
The thinking behind this system was humane (if you had to have corporal punishment at all). It ensured that boys were never beaten in anger. The countersigning ensured a sort of 'peer review' by a fellow teacher (although in practice this was meaningless) and the ferula itself, being flat, was much less likely to cause an injury than was a cane.[/I]
cool.. mine was via this which is probably similar ..Latin ferula (“giant fennel (whose stalks were once used in punishing schoolboys); rod, whip”), from ferire (“to strike”).Quote:
Originally Posted by Macca
wouldnt have been normal at my school. belting was common but not the cane; it would have got you in real trouble. in fact one teacher did hit a boy with one once and he got in real trouble. suspended and threatened with court and loss of job. once i reached 2/3 yaer i didnt take belt of any of them. if they tried it on then i'd defend myself..i once flung the pt teacher in swimming pool for trying to push me around:D he complained bitterly to rector, who asked me nicely not to be so rough... all he wanted was trophies for his display, which i gave him, so i got to do what i liked within reason.
i rarely actually went to classes:eek: i was a very naughty boy
Freedom of speech disappears before our very eyes, and the media stand by and applaud.
Sad times indeed.
I remember when a man was a man and a woman was a woman.
Lola :)
(will it be banned from BBC playlists?)
So was I! :lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by struth
Doesn't matter, the BBC will soon be gone anyway. Hooray! :DQuote:
Originally Posted by guy
I only had it once, 3 on each hand, can't remember what for but I think whatever it was I was not guilty. By my day they'd dispensed with the 'peer review' bit, you just went out into the corridor to get it. It hurt but was better than being punched in the head or similar which some would do. Had the cane in primary school for 'running' - now that did wreck, six strokes on the back of the legs, on a cold day, short trousers, that really stung. Of course even at seven years old it was a point of honour that you didn't flinch or indeed give any indication that you were at all bothered by it.Quote:
Originally Posted by struth
I never had corporal punishment.
My mate (Mario) and I were taken to the head's office when we were at primary (about '67/68) and the head was apoplectic. I still remember clearly his red face and his shouting at us that if he had his way he would be using his cane to teach us a lesson, but that he was no longer allowed to, as it had been banned only a few weeks previously.
Our punishment was no break times for a week, our "crime" - throwing snowballs at a passing double decker bus as we walked in to school.
That was very naughty! :eek:Quote:
Originally Posted by guy
:)
Was walking home from school with some mates on a snowy day, one dropped behind us without being noticed and stated chucking snowballs at our backs. We chucked a couple back and one youth says to him 'I dare you to chuck one at this car that's coming.' So he turns round and lobs one at this bright green Capri that's tooling up the road towards us and it impacts right on the windscreen.
The Capri screeches to a halt and this enormous bloke - he must have been a weightlifter or something - jumps out screaming, bright red in the face, and starts legging the youth up the road. We shot off in the other direction thinking that if he couldn't catch him he'd come back for us, but we were laughing so hard we could hardly run.
yeah back in day when you did get a lot of good snow every year it was fairly common toss them at cars etc. buses were a safer bet tho. if car driver caught you he would give you a doing too and often did. nowadays the driver would as you say, get jailed, but then if you told parents they would give you another doing so nowt was said and you learned not to do it; or run faster
Running away from a potential beating was an essential skill in those days.
That same youth got into all sorts of scrapes as he always wanted to be popular so he'd never refuse a dare. It would always work out spectacularly badly for him, but he never learned.
No idea what he's doing now, probably Chairman of ICI or something.
Slingshots were popular the rest of the year when there was no snow. :)
That must have died out by my day, don't recall anyone ever having a catapult. I was in detention once and they set some youth's polyester blazer on fire with a magnifying glass. It really went up too. he was running around yelling and trying to get it off. That was pretty funny.
You'll have to put me down as a fail as I don't understand the question.Quote:
Originally Posted by Macca
Think of a Magnum lolly with the chocolate bitten of and an angry face drawn on what's left, and you'll be close.Quote:
Originally Posted by walpurgis
The sheep aren't happy about you excluding them, they're having a meeting :(Quote:
Originally Posted by struth
Bloody hell Grant!:respect:Quote:
Originally Posted by struth
We all had Milbro catapults as kids, they were great. And I became really accurate with mine. I have looked from time to time on Ebay for a genuine original, out of nostalgia They start at about £20, and I would buy one tomorrow, but Mrs. P already thinks I'm mental.Quote:
Originally Posted by walpurgis
we used to make catapults with suitable "y" shaped branches - eventually, I saved up enough pocket money to buy an aluminium one and was very close to taking my eye out when I let go of the wrong end :doh:
Also used to make boomerangs with ply wood and gave my mate a nasty gash on his forehead (a few stitches) when I hit him with it.
We also used to fire "Dan Dare" rockets (very small rockets for Bonfire night, any one else remember them?) through a piece of TV aerial (two wood pegs as handles) at a neighbours pigeons.
And what do kids do today, play video games - when I was a lad...........:wheniwasaboy:
We used to have adventure playgrounds where you were given a hammer and nails and bits of timber and then go to build any structure you wanted, Climb conker trees to a great height, go scrumping, pop up to the chip shop and ask for free scraps, do penny for the guy, carol singing, we only had a black and white telly, no phone, and the windows used to freeze up on the inside every year. Great times when I look back.
^^^^^^ :cool:
Sounds like reminiscing about the Gulag. :lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by p147
I know what you mean though, times are definitely worse now. Ruined by scaremongering, political correctness bulls*it, and namby pambies who fence off / close / cancel everything that's not 100% wrapped in cotton wool and antibiotic'd to hades. It's a crap world to grow up in.
I'd have said the same thing ten years ago but I look at my nieces and nephews and they seem very happy with their childhoods.
Yeah. My grand-daughters always seemed happy enough. In their early/mid teens now and just about grown up. The lockdowns don't seem to faze them, but they are single minded and independant, so adjust well to things.Quote:
Originally Posted by Macca
its a more dangerous world today of course and thus the extra protections most parents feel they need. but to overcover their kids can be bad too. The interweb, as amazing and useful as it is, is also a minefield for kids and parents.
i mean when i was a kid the sum of warnings we got were dont go off with strange men and dont get into a strangers car unless you intend stealing it;)
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Seat belts? what are they? The kids all have snakes belts, will they do?
Thing is folks go on and on about stuff being fenced off, shut down etc. the real reason that we all seem to be wrapped in cotton wool these days isn't because the powers that be are concerned about our welfare but about little Johnny's mum taking him to court because little Johnny was playing where he shouldn't and hurt himself. The simple fact is back when we were kids if you hurt yourself playing regardless of where it was it was your fault, whereas now we have adopted the American blame culture so that every accident is someone else's fault
Lol - I was more into air rifles (and when I was old enough) shotguns!:DQuote:
Originally Posted by guy
No, my dad and I used to hunt rabbits on the local farm, so bought me my first 20-bore shotgun (a Beretta) when I was 15, and it was great fun, plus plinking tin cans with air rifles and pistols in the back garden, and using paper bullseyes for target practice. Got pretty good at it, and won some trophies (as did he) at our local shooting club.
That was when I wasn't out riding my bike or playing footy in the local park with my mates, etc. I was certainly never short of things to do, and unlike kids today, didn't need 'entertainment laid on' for me (I made my own entertainment), or moaned about 'being bored'... Most need a damn good slap and a wake-up call!:doh::rolleyes:
Marco.
I know what you mean, but I'm not convinced in reality is is; perhaps more the perception we're given, and the fact that we're just more aware of the dangers now (because of available technology), than we once were - so the dangers were always there, just that they went more unnoticed.Quote:
Originally Posted by struth
I mean, paedos were rife in the 60s and 70s - look at all the evidence that's come out since about horrific child abuse that took place during those eras in particular [I mean would someone like Saville get away now with what he did then? I doubt it], so I don't really buy the assertion that today's world is in *actuality* any more dangerous - we're just much more aware of said dangers, and they're also perhaps a little different, that's all:)
Marco.
Lol... Out of interest, what year/era are you describing, Paul?Quote:
Originally Posted by p147
I'm pretty sure we had a colour TV from around the early 70s, simply because I can remember watching Dr Who (and John Pertwee) in colour, and we always had a phone in the hallway. We had central heating and (Everest) double glazing installed in the late 70s, so no frozen windows, and even before that I always had s small 'Dimplex' electric heater in my bedroom, so the room was never that cold, plus a coal fire in the lounge:)
And as for chippies, my dad had two of his own!:D
Marco.
No doubt you had a stack of your own "entertainment" under your bed, together with your collection of stiff socks :eyebrows:Quote:
Originally Posted by Marco
Kids in Scotland these days won't get to do what you could do with airguns - thanks to one or two high-profile incidents a few years ago, Scottish airgun laws have gotten really strict.
Yeah I know, I heard about that. We used to have a gun cabinet in the loft (which my dad built), with 3 shotguns, 4 air rifles and a couple of pistols in it, but then guns have always been a rather Italian thing...;)Quote:
Originally Posted by Pigmy Pony
Love it though - it was good fun, especially going hunting for rabbits, which we brought home and mum cooked. In Tuscany, rabbit is eaten more than chicken - still now!:)
As for 'entertainment' under the bed, probably the odd scud mag (I seem to remember 'Razzle' was a fav:eyebrows:), but I was never really short of female company, certainly as soon as I reached secondary school!:D
Marco.
I think it is, and not just pervys, although the net has expanded their reach no doubt.. But traffic has expended vastly.. when i was young every second home at best had 1 car, now most homes have 2 at least. certainly 1.Quote:
Originally Posted by Marco
On the other side of course, medicine is so much better so less die of pretty much most things.
Yeah, from the traffic point of view, defo:)
Marco.
Yes I can believe that - if you'd been at our school, only the girls would have anything to do with you. Us lads would be giving you a wide birth till you sorted out that Eraserhead hairdo :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Marco
HAHAHA... Honestly, I was never short of mates either (led a wee 'gang' too, for a while, especially when motorbikes came into the equation, lol:D)
In our school, it was always 'geeks vs. the cool guys' (or at least our version of 'cool', lol), so you can probably guess which side I was on.
But yes, back then being a total hunk:lol: girlies were never far away:eyebrows:
Marco.
Really? I thought only blokes went in for "chubby chasing" :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Marco