12/08/01

Hello my friends, it has been a number of months since i last typed in this manner. Many things have happened, Empire's have fallen, alcohol has been consumed and i no longer have to go to school, ever again. But there are two things that stuck in my mind since the site went to sleep. The first was the Anne Robinson Welsh jibe, and the Brass Eye paedophile satire. Today i shall engage in discussion about why i although am Welsh found her joke funny, along with the huge fight over the Welsh language. Next week I'll spend my time telling you why Brass Eye is funny, and not evil.

So, back in March a ginger woman appears on Room 101, she makes a joke. I'm Welsh, but i think i was only one of about 4 people who actually found it funny. I had to endure months of "she's a bitch" "Kill Her!" When i thought she did nothing wrong. It was a comedy programme, if Anne had appeared on "101 ways to drive the Welsh out of Wales and back into the caves" then i may have taken some offense. But as always us Welsh take things too seriously. Most of 'us' think we've been violated by the English. 

The people who make public signs round here must be raking it in having to put the same word in twice to please the people who'd like to read their signs in Welsh and then putting it in again for us people who know more French than we do Welsh. The only reason they are there is so that tourists can look in amazement. They'll think their phrase books are broken, while a bunch of Welsh speaking northerners laugh behind a phone booth (sorry ffon booth)

And now we've got the Anne Robinson thing out of the way, we now have a civil war going on because people who speak Welsh want the people who don't to be kicked out along with all the "foreign people" Now if i think for a moment, that kind of idea reminds me of a certain, group of travelling hitch hikers who like to go on Genocide tours of Poland, ah that's it, the Nazi's. Some people actually want secondary schools to be more selective when choosing non-welsh speaking children. When put into practice this means that every school in Wales will have two children, and one teacher who once took Welsh as a night school class but quit after a fortnight because she couldn't handle the amount of mucus needed to pronounce half the alphabet.

I'm Welsh, i live in the Rhondda Valley's but that doesn't mean i like all of it. I like the mountains (they'll come in handy when the bomb drops), believe it or not the weather, sheep, Cardiff, and our obligation to end every sentence with 'boyo' whenever we cross that bloody bridge. But I can do without the complaining, the constant English jokes, the people who think they're better than us because they can speak a language that needs to be put down, Math's through the medium of Welsh, having to have double sized signs to incorporate Welsh and English, H from steps, and most annoyingly of all, S4C, S4C2 & S4C Digidol (welsh for Digital)

Ever wondered why you have to pay to get into Wales over the Severn bridge but not to leave? We need the money because we have to make signs twice as big as everyone else.

Have A Foam Filled Day!!!

© Paul Hunt 2001