Campbell wouldn’t know racism if she tripped over it

When I was a boy things were decidedly different in this country, it was a time of change and upheaval. Britain had emerged from WWII poorer, Empireless and weak and for those that had grown up in the most powerful nation on earth, this was quite a shocking change.

For most the Empire was an abstract concept, they knew it existed, they also knew that it belonged to Britain, but for most the peoples of the Empire were conquered peoples, subjugated and in many cases deemed to be savage or primitive. It was quite a shock then during this time of change, for the former peoples of the Empire to arrive in Britain and to live and work amongst them.

What is working class?

So what? I’m working class, I was raised in a working class household and I’m paid a proportionate wage for my labour, expertise and education.

That little pearl of wisdom was from Steph over at Steph’s blog. Apparently she is a lawyer, yet she is labouring under the misapprehension that being a lawyer makes her working class!