The difficulty I have is that the wearing of traditional Islamic forms of dress, whether it be women wearing a burka, niqab, hijab or men wearing traditional Pakistani jimjams and their scruffy beards is that it is intended to show that they are adherents of Islamic theology. I am offended by the tenets of that theology. It is opposed to the western liberal views I hold.
By signifying that they follow islam it makes me think that they would prefer to live under sharia. Fine then please go and live in a country that is sharia compliant. They have come to the developed west to enjoy the wealth and prosperity our culture has created. If their theology is superior then go and enjoy the standard of living and quality of life that it generates. Do not try to subjugate our culture to your ways that are demonstrably different to ours.
From school we were brought up to play mostly rugby, some football, a little cricket, tennis for the teacher pets, cross country runs through a park, gymnasium was jumping over (wooden) horses, climbing frames, trampoline, and swimming. I went all through school attending swimming lessons, but never once was included by a teacher in learning to swim. Teachers concentrated on their favourites whilst I stood at the side and watched. I used to wonder what would happen if I jumped in, drown probably. Same with school sports days, we had a house team picked from pets, when it came to 100m everybody in class had a run just to feel they took part. I was very fast at running, had to be, tough neighbourhood, and actually had the fastest time. Teacher was full of praise. I thought I would be picked for the team, but no. Come sports day our house finished last in the 100m.
Everyday I cycled to school on one of my Choppers, I had three but never took the best ones to be nicked from the bike sheds, the one I used had broken 1st and 2nd gears, so pedalled everywhere in 3rd, including up mountains. I also had a paper round weekday evenings and week-end mornings.
So I was pretty fit compared to some.
Back then the only commonly aware body image reference was either Tarzan at the pictures, or the Charles Atlas ads in comics. "You too can have a body like mine". Although plenty of us had a Bruce Lee poster on our bedroom walls, he was a martial artist so his physique wasn't especially the attraction.
Then along came the initial wave of Hollywood films with deliberately heavily muscled lead characters. The Lou Ferrigno, Sylvester Stallone, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Jean Claude Van Damme, Dolph Lundgren along with others. For the first time it became popular to go to 'the gym'. For no other purpose than to become 'big'. Not training for a boxing match, or any other sporting intention, just lifting weights to look like Arnie. Lads I knew for years were going every night, and actively comparing themselves for arms and chest development, like JFK posted, legs were never an interest, legs were for walking to the pub.
It quickly became obvious they could lift weights all day every day and they looked roughly the same as before but more toned. This was extremely disappointing to them. There's always a solution, one or two of them started sending off for powders, shakes, supplements and erm, diet pills, and dehydration tablets. What are those for I asked. Stupid question because I wasn't reading the muscle mags. Oh what they do is help definition. They strip away excess body fat and water making the muscles stand out, especially when oiled up in dark Pro Tan. This resulted in a very noticeable change. They started walking differently, their hands became gnarled, their hair started to thin and fall out, their jawlines became square, their teeth started to move apart separating, they would sweat profusely walking between pubs, their necks became really thick with prominent veins, same with their arms and wrists, veins, veins, veins. They started needing glasses. They began to stink. Really stink.
They were addicted to weird diets, flack seed oil, tuna, jacket potatoes, for breakfast, dinner and tea, everyday. Eggs, raw, six in a cup ! They started to have potent flatulence. An omnipresent whiff of arse gas.
Then they discovered steroids.
They were now injecting themselves, sharing needles at the gym. Buying drugs mail order and taking them without any medical guidance other than a fellow body builder.
They became grotesque, rather like Rick Baker had made them for a film.
It was immediately apparent they were harming their overall fitness. They became short of breath, sweaty, had trouble going to the toilet, or not going to the toilet. Their hair was gone, teeth fell out. Faces altered. Different people. I asked my mate whether he was happy, he was, he told me I shouldn't knock it until I try it. Women go crazy. I wasn't knocking it so wondered why he was defensive.
Anyway that was the first wave. It went as quickly as it came. You would bump into the same blokes in TESCO a few years later and they were huge, fat bellies, fat faces, often on sticks.
The gyms were all gone also. Some of those involved in running them in prison for various offences, or done a runner to Spain after being mixed up in the local criminal underworld. The gyms were a hub for plenty of illegal activity.
Since then we've probably had several waves but not really my generation so I haven't really noticed.
I'm guessing we're probably in the middle, or at the height of a body image wave now. Probably due to Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson, Love Island and all the Facebook and Instagram selfies people love to share.
The gyms are back, this time more corporate, cleaned up, female friendly, female only even, definitely no gangsters, no blatant steroids, and plenty of leased Mercedes A-Class in the car parks. They still go bust though, with the land used for houses. I won't be surprised to see a complete collapse in the gym membership type corporates. People get bored.
I think there will still be a niche for good old fashioned fitness training gyms, run by people that know what they are doing inside out, for rehabilitation, for sports training, and for general image consciousness. I still believe there will always be underground gyms too, wherein they probably understand more about growth hormones and all the chemistry.
Yeah, peak gym, and peak cosmetic surgery, almost there, but not yet.
With only 11% male nurses, its clear that there is institutional sexism within the NHS and the male gender is not being fully represented. This needs a full enquiry with proposed action to close the evil gender gap. Such as female nurses made to attend gender divirsity awareness courses. Affirmative action in the form of male nurses not needing any qualifications, 25% higher pay and an extra day off each week to allow time for dealing with male gender specific issues.
The working environment also needs to be addressed. For example are there enough shaver points and mirrors? Are there resources for those with hipster beards?
Any female nurses who complain about any of the above to be reprimanded and publicy shamed on twitter and facebook.
A few protests with pink haired students shouting 'sexisit scum, off our streets!' outside hospitals with extensive coverage from the So-Called BBC of the massive crowds, estimated to be somewhere between 1 and 2 million should get the virtue signalling MP's whipped up into a frenzy on twitter.
I trust you all get the sarcasm and the 'between 1 and 2 million'
Just got myself some Altberg Mallerstangs whilst I was in the UK last week. Always had trouble finding boots wide enough but the extra wide did me nicely; bought them for winter use but had a very comfortable stroll in them for 2 hours in the dales in the heatwave.
I think that's exactly what they are. They don't want to follow a mainstream religion but need that feeling of "belonging". Communism filled that for a lot of people who would never want to be seen in a church