That’s true and we can all be guilty of getting stuck in a era but the pace of change is an undeniable factor.
I live in a typical Herts market town and passed a couple of kids on the street the other day. They were both speaking in what I can only describe as a sort of sh*t John Barnes accent, the one where the letter, I mutates into this wierd, metropolitan, AE noise. I grew up kicking balls over the hackney marshes and never heard that abortion of an accent from anyone ?
I don’t approve. I suspect I’m not alone. When you get used to BBC programme announcers uttering D’at , D’ose or D’em, you can be forgiven for wondering how much lower the bar needs to go.
This has sod all to do with multiculturalism, it’s roots are in the appeasement of poor standards. You wouldn’t want to hear Danny Dyer, fink, f’ought and ainting all over the news, would you ? People like Clive Myrie are at the absolute top of the tree, so why play to a gallery that’s only going to erode standards further ?
The obese girl advertising clunge towels while performing a triple salko ? I mean, what’s the message here. Stay at 20 stone and over burden the NHS with Type 2 diabetes for decades, because, because, fat shaming and inclusion ?