Wednesday, May 23, 2012

title pic Tribalism

Posted by dulwichmum on Sat 15 May 2010

I am acutely aware of how very difficult it can be to defy peer pressure (sigh). Members of every tribe find it impossible to resist parading evidence of their loyalty: Feral youngsters strut about on the mean streets of Lambeth (clutches chest) avec dangerous chiens, wearing low slung jeans, their pockets choc full of woof woof or whatever the drug de jour happens to be.

Breastfeeding mothers of East Dulwich throng coffee shops, quaffing Soya milk lattes wearing Crocs and frowns, alternately basting their poppets with sanitising alcohol rub and arnica cream.

Of course SE21 is not like that (smirk). All anyone is required to do to fit in around here is to belong to a simply lovely family (sigh)…

Earlier this week King Dave claimed his throne. He is, no doubt, from a super lovely family. He achieved Grade 8 harpsichord by the age of 11, attended Eton, Oxbridge and married a Baronet’s daughter. The sort of estate that Sam Cam was raised on was less about hanging out with peasants and more about hanging out the pheasants. From what I hear, her brother certainly enjoys stringing up a game bird…

And now that Nick has stopped behaving like a hysterical virgin and teamed up with Dave, we are at last facing massive cuts to public services including education and health – oh, and Dave has been forced to pop his plans for inheritance tax cuts for the wealthy on the shelf – for the time being…

How long can this leopard resist showing his spots?

Nick’s wife wouldn’t allow him to pop to Peter Jones to buy his son’s pants. How long until Dave snaps and the honeymoon is over?

There will be plantation shutters at number 10 before long after all!

Holy hell…

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