What does it mean to be English? To be alive in the 21st century? Hurtling along to the depths of hell where we all belong. To be English - queues, award shows, delayed trains, powdered fears, suppressed feeling to the point of some kind of syndrome. Everywhere grey, everyone with nothing to say and not caring quite knowingly.
Young and foreign in a new land, news feeds all dusty and broken . The leaflet reads 'come one, come all, stay forever' but when you arrive (fuck off you nigger, yid, paki, terrorist). Plucking your heartstrings with propaganda and crushing your dreams with all those bleeding symphonies.
So how does it feel? To be on your own, cold and scared, an outcast in a blistering back alley of the imaginations of millions of flag waving shaven headed cunts knifed up, four brain cells and tales of Wormwood Scrubs carrying on the family way - England for the English! The fucking retards with dirt swelling under their fingernails and loud unwelcoming earrings which bellow 'go back home'.
BAD THINGS HAPPEN TO THOSE WHO WAIT
So gather your children of the fabled dead, clutch your stomach and curl your bodies inwards for the kick in of your life. There are however, some back alleys and wastelands which offer gentle relief and promise. Shrouded hoodies which offer acceptance, a warm arm and soft flesh for the poor.
Cold England is not just for the chav pilled up masses, the demented or the doomed. It's for you, the happy go lucky who will try anything once. Chinese, Polish, Hungarian, Russian, Nigerian. You are welcome, you only live once. Beware the indie kids, the starved junkies, all the extras of life. The failed writer trying to ruin a major corporation with his facebook invitations.
Fuck the Helly Hansen and Rockport crew, become your own for one night. Just one night of burnt out cars and Skellington jackets. Or Ketamine squat parties and unlocked doors with unopened windows. It's not cold, not yet, not by a long shot. It's just the chill of the atmosphere, the cool air of a dying English night.
England,
Thank You.
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