At one at Butlins

You know - there are days when I wonder whether you English are quite the racist, chauvinist pisswits that your mainstream media so passionately holds you to be.

I don't think you are, tbh.

I'll tell you what has put me in mind of this.

I spent the whole of last weekend at the Butlins holiday camp in Bognor Regis - a move which seemed to strike the fear of god into my nearest socialist dearest. 'God, don't go there,' everybody said to me, horrified. 'White working-class on holiday... booze... racists... singalongs... line-dancing... racists... racist comics... blah blah blah...'

The thing is - it was absolutely nothing like that at all. It was one of the most integrated experiences I've had. Was that wrong? Butlins in Bognor Regis was more of a melting-pot than the UN. There were black families. There were white families. There were asian families. There were even - get this - muslim families, with all the props - blokes with the long, black Muslim beards, and women and girls in those nutty ground-length gowns and veils, etc.

Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves and getting along fine, so I could only assume that they were. I could also only assume it was always like that, and that working-class persons of different hues and faith, etc, tend to get along better than those of lofty mindset think. Butlins holidays are fairly intimate events - everybody eats together and swims together and pisses the nights away together at family entertainment sessions, so you need to be in a fairly neighbourly groove at all times.

So - it seemed unlikely that black, asian, and muslim people would set aside annual leave and pay good money to spend a week at a holiday camp where they were likely to get abused and beaten up by drunken white trash, etc. Surely, they could just stay at home if they wanted that. Although - maybe home is all right, too? Maybe nobody hates everybody else to quite the extent that the MSM tells them they do?

The English class system confuses me. I am CONFUSED.