Shut up, there was a festival on
I go to Bradford every year, because I'm not quite brave enough for more direct masochsim. And there's a cybergoth festival in August, on a disturbingly closely-related topic. One year - 2004, I believe - I noticed that the streets were absolutely covered in crap. Not literally - this was the posh part of Bradford, although I'm sure you can find that elsewhere - but it was like the council had decided the best way to deal with the overflowing rubbish bins and the issue of feeding fruitflies was to let them cancel each other out.

However, maybe there's a better explanation. Pity the poor bugger in charge of cleaning up Bradford. Torn between the job he's paid to do and his moral obligation to hide as much of the godforsaken armpit of Yorkshire as possible under a deluge of empty pizza boxes, used condoms and soiled undergarments. Lesser of two evils and all that.

What would you do in his place, b3tans? Could you suggest a more noble solution? The use of nuclear weapons notwithstanding?
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Fri 30 Oct 2009, 14:59, 1 reply)

I will agree with that one
I was at Infest last year (and one, phwoar), and half the fucking square thing near the town hall had been policed off, due to some stabbing or something.
( Methylene Blue - electrohead, Sat 31 Oct 2009, 21:17, closed)