It was never a real university anyway, but that is besides the point here.
The University of Derby is a cunt, because they want to turn its now-empty halls of residence in Buxton into – drum roll! – an refugee centre for almost 300 boatmen from the subcontinent.
Were they Ukrainian, no bother. The Ukies who’ve come here are ace. They’ve got jobs, they’ve done their utmost to integrate, and they spend money in local businesses. And they like their beer.
The Boat Boys, though?! No chance. We’ve all seen the levels of cultural enrichment they bring to wherever they go. I can’t wait to see some sort of buck-toothed, sister-shagging, sootie having a shite outside Aldi whilst popping in for a carton of milk.
My racism aside, the thing that bothers me the most is the safety aspect of things. Friday and Saturday are Pub Night and Day in Buxton. The town’s pissed as a rat, if I’m honest.
I’m a fruity gentleman, and my other half and I like to go out during the aforementioned. Our friends, too – 99.9% of whom are heterosexual.
We know the Abduls and Abdullahs of this world don’t like The Gays. We also know they don’t like booze or meat or anything that makes the world bearable.
Should the plan to house the fuckers in the ex-uni’s accomodation come to fruition, it’s a matter of time until some innocent – and probably someone I know and get on with – gets attacked by one of them.
A year ago I joked with a mate about “Buxton Mosque” and our fair little town being “the last bastion of nice, white, middle class folk.”
It’s not looking that funny anymore.
Nominated by Cuntis_Cuntis.