Well, we have to assume the police in Caithness, being so efficient, have cleared up all the crime – else how do they have the time to investigate gollies?
Police want to identify three youngsters who “blacked up” as gollys for a town’s summer parade
Police Scotland has confirmed it is carrying out an investigation after complaints over the Wick Gala, in Caithness, Scotland.
Donna Plowman, who chairs the Wick Gala Committee, said: “Police approached us on Monday as they were making inquiries into certain participants after receiving concerns about people dressing up as Golliwogs and the Jackson Five.
Seriously? Yup, welcome to modern Britain where being a bit tasteless is now a criminal offence. Where the police have nothing better to do than chase up trivia. This episode says so much in so little, about the state of the world today. Sure, you could argue that these people were berks. So what? When did being a berk become a matter for the police? When did we all become so sensitive that someone blacking up became a matter of such importance? The correct response to the precious little snowflake who called the police would have been to tell them to grow up and get over themselves (and stop wasting police time). But, no, we get an investigation. An investigation into teenagers dressing up. Jeebus!
“We will have to discuss what has happened as a committee to see how we can go forward from this.”
How-about, do nothing, for nothing needs to be done.
Police Scotland confirmed it is carrying out an investigation but would not comment further.
Probably best, as anything you do say will make you look even more stupid than you already do.
The Police are so bloody useless at a) preventing crime, which it should be remembered is their PRIMARY purpose, and b) conducting investigations into real crimes (like theft, assault etc) that they are only able to ‘deal’ with imaginary ‘crimes’ like dressing up as a golliwog.
Sorry but who cares ? if someone wants to dress up as a golliwog then that’s up to them isn’t. I despair, I really do. Rationality, common sense and a sense of perspective have departed this country.
don’t be too hard on the Caithnessians, the smart people have all departed (like my family) to the land of milk and honey south of the Border. This leaves a limited gene pool 🙂
Here’s how it should be done….
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0hsfYmpDQqA
I’m surprised that the professionally offended haven’t had that pulled!
I’m suprised the police bothered with what seems to be a few clueless kids. I’d have thought if it was in a traditional public parade, and the public were offended, they’d have found traditional ways to protest – e.g. rotten eggs or tomatoes.
By comparison, the last time I know of people ‘blacking up’ locally was at a private party in a hotel, held by and for the local gentry. The Black & White Minstrels included civil servants, ‘leaders of industry’, a (now retired) high court judge, and an executive from a newspaper, whose parent is a major UK group.
Inevitably there was neither an arrest, a court case nor newspaper coverage, but the sight of our ‘betters’ confirming their crassness and stupidity whilst staggering drunkenly out of a hotel to find cabs made many of us ordinary folk laugh, just not for reasons they still consider so funny.
Police in Scotland, you say? Well, if the kids hide in a crashed car, they should go undetected for days…
“welcome to modern Britain where being a bit tasteless is now a criminal offence”
Tasteless? This is Caithness not Brixton! Dressing up used to be about looking different. Scotland has a long tradition of this for Halloween, now imported to England from the USA as a commercial opportunity.
For lack of taste go look at any Gay Pride event where you will find the police falling over themselves to join in.
These kinds of story always remind me of a running sketch that the Two Ronnies did – think it was called “The Worm That Turned”. It’s not funny now that it’s become reality.
It’s a good thing that Police Scotland don’t waste their time investigating burglaries or looking for dying people in crashed cars, otherwise they’d struggle to do the really important stuff like thought-policing fancy-dress parties.
We’re lucky to have them I tell you.