Spoilt BratsMr Newton sighs, "ever known anyone so spoilt you would love to strangle? I lived with a Paris Hilton-a-like who complained about everything, stomped her feet and whinged till she got her way. There was a happy ending though: she had to drop out of uni due to becoming pregnant after a one night stand..."
Who's the spoiltest person you've met? Has karma come to bite them yet? Or did you in fact end up strangling them? Uncle B3ta (and the serious crimes squad) wants to know.
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chthonic, Thu 9 Oct 2008, 14:11)
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not really..I used to own an american car (cheaper than it looked) when I lived in Leeds - the local estate kids (who you would assume might have destroyed it), used to love seeing it, smiling and waving and asking questions about it. I lived in a rough area and not a scratch was made - in fact the kids used to make sure no-one went near it. So, this biterness and resentment towards someone who has done ok is not based on geography or social background - no, it's a peculiarly post-Blair phenomenon.
I grew up in the 1980s and, even during that age of conspicuous greed, if you saw a Ferrari or Bentley roll past, it made you smile - you didn't think "wait until that fucker's parked and I'll have the wing mirrors off of it"...or maybe you did and I'm the odd one out...?
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No I don'tand neither do most people. You are sliding down the slippery Daily Mail slope where fear of everything rules your life.
I drive a shit car and someone stole the trim and the aerial off it one night. I could have lived in the constant fear that everyone round my flat was nicking bits of cars, but they weren't I was just unlucky. I replaced everything and it didn't happen again.
You are harking back to halcyon days that didn't exist. Things are not sliding into chaos, Britain is not "broken" but if you don't like it, please feel free to fuck off.
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