Lickle Rude Bwoys 'n' Gyals!!!

For years one thing that you could never escape, whilst walking around in the mela, down Ealing Road, or even while buying your saak in the fruit n veg shop; is in the far off distance a young Indian boy or girl saying something like “Wa blow bedrin, sup man, you aight?”

You see for some strange reason the youth - not all, but quite a lot – seem to think that they are of the black persuasion. They seem to think they are ‘bad’ (to all the old folk, that’s a good thing…) just because they can kiss their teeth, roll their eyes and speak really bad English! “Nah blad, you know da 5 0 be racis man. E be stepping to me not cos I luk like I bin smoking spliffs, snorting coke and teefin everyting in sight, by da way I act n luk bare shifty, but cos of da cala of my skin innit!”

Translation: “No friend, you do know that the police are racist. They are not approaching me because it seems as if I have been heavily abusing several types of narcotics as well steal everything in sight, by my incredibly suspicious behaviour, but they do so because of the colour of my skin!”

Now I do agree that bad English cannot be typecasted to just one race, and fair enough, a person’s speech patterns and slang vocabulary is heavily associated to the areas in which they grew up, but the last time I checked, we certainly weren’t in Jamaica ‘brudaa’!!!

I really can’t even comprehend how a young Indian boy or girl growing up in Britain thinks that they can even remotely pull off a ‘yardie’ accent. My god you people really must be on drugs!!!

Speaking of drugs, enough of today’s youth are stupid enough as it is, they don’t need the added help of drugs to further their lack of intelligence. If any of you are actually reading, assuming that you haven’t spent the last ten years worth of English lessons as high as a kite and can actually perform this task, then hear this: the drugs don’t make you bad or hard, they actually multiply the image of sheer dumbness you portray on the world by dozens. Your stupid friends may be impressed right now, but what will that matter in ten years time when you’re sitting in some rehabilitation centre, not being able to face the world without your fix, and having the only people that actually matter, ie your families picking up the cock up you’ve made of your life? Do yourselves a favour, put down the damn drugs and get some GCSEs for crying out loud! In a language you’ll understand: aint no-one gonna help you in life and aint no-one gonna make something of it apart from you.

Remember that!
Oh and for all you lot who think you’re in the ghetto and talk your big man talk, until you can take that and chat the same breeze in places like Brixton, downtown New York and even the South African ghettos, without running home scared to your mothers, shut up, learn some damn respect and take some pride in who you are instead of trying to be something else!!!

Peace out

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