I’ve never really understood the conventions here Bill. It’s apparently perfectly fine to throw all manner of shit at each other, but raise an eyebrow that some sweaty cunt would spend hours leering over his neighbours paddling pool and you are subject to the full force of arbitrary enforcement. Genocidal racism fine. Limerick about the McCanns, verboten. Such a policy has the rather chilling effect of creating a hierarchy of insults, which of course is to forget that each of us have our own hierarchy of offence. It gives the p-word a disproportionate power that it really shouldn’t have in any group of normal adults. But then of course because The Corner has lately been allowed to become a watering hole for the sort of grunting beasts that elsewhere form those tragic public avenger groups which pounce on bewildered school caretakers in Asda carparks, it’s got to be unquestioningly accepted that there is no more grave insult than “Paedo”. Even though for many people it’s up there with “fat” and “stupid” as the most desperate playground insult.
I’m sure Roops will be along shortly to clear this up with usual joyless efficiency. Which of course really adds to the gaiety of the Corner experience these days. Fuck it, I’m off to do the Guardian Crossword, it’s funnier.