For what it's worth: The musings of Ms G.

A few words about Trolls First, I want to tell you a true story. Some years ago I did a bit of evening bar-work in a friendly little Liverpool pub with a good mix of students, locals and a number of regulars. One quiet Tuesday evening, I was on my own behind the bar when a very smartly dressed little old man walked in. He ordered half a bitter and a whisky chaser and asked me, in clipped South African tones “What sort of pub is this?” Not entirely sure what he meant, I replied that it was just an ordinary northern pub. He laughed to himself and shook his head. Minutes later, one of our regulars, a young man of West Indian heritage came in and I noticed the old guy eyeing him suspiciously. “ YOU boy! Where are you from?” he demanded. “I’m from Liverpool” came the reply “No! I mean where do you COME from? Where were you born?” “I was born at Walton Hospital in Liverpool!” The old man was again laughing to himself. I exchanged ‘a look’ with the regular as he

Let's get this out of the way first of all as a brand new blogger: I am a socialist, always have been, always will be, would never vote tory. When I say 'socialist' I mean I support the policies and principles of Jeremy Corbyn and respect his mandate as Labour Party Leader. So now any tories or Neo-liberals who have stumbled across this in error - please feel free to leave and never return, no hard feelings. ---------------------------------------- I went to bed last night having just recovered from being referred to as a 'Nazi Stormtrooper' in an article by Michael Foster - millionaire, 'new Labour' funder, crony and icon of modern socialist values. The article, amusingly enough, was in the Daily Mail.  I surmised that they have long been awaiting an opportunity to air some of their extensive photographic library of Nazi propaganda. They must have been rubbing their hands in glee when Foster tipped up with some psychotic style ramblings. This slur (and