against bigots, definitely
For a short while, I lived near the Rangers football grounds. My neighbours were friendly, but the neighbourhood was not.

I once absent-mindedly put on my green jacket and went to the shops. I was kind of surprised to hear muttered threats against me from fellow shoppers. When I got back home, I took off my jacket to find that someone had spat a huge foamy greener down my back.

Match days we pure evil. The coaches from out of town would park on our street, and the fans would pour out on to the waste land next to us. They'd fight, set fire to things, and piss and shit in our stairwell.
( scruss, Sun 4 Apr 2010, 22:05, 2 replies)

You have my sympathy
for living next to Castle Greyskull for so long, and also for having to put up with the fucking idiots who make the sectarian divide so spiteful and bitter.
(mymilkshakebringsallthemongstotheyard poison hearts, poison minds - joining hate, Sun 4 Apr 2010, 22:16, closed)

I spent a year living in Dumbreck, literally just by the motorway
it was only desperation that drew me across the bridge to Ibrox, where the nearest corner shop was to be found.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Sun 4 Apr 2010, 23:09, closed)