I may have slammed that door

[smokingboot]

The trouble with my FB feed is that there are a lot of people I really don't know. Some were fans from the show, some were family of friends, some were just interested or people involved with scenes that once interested me and some, I suspect, may be people I half know from festivals etc. One such decided to produce the EU MP results for Wiltshire, and informed the world it was time for MPs to do what they were told, cue Brexit pap on and on and on.

Now, as it turns out, I am, among other things, a genuine moonraker, born in Devizes, Wiltshire, and I knew the county comparatively well. There were some good people there, some excellent friends of mine who I am relieved got back in touch via FB, but for the most part Devizes was a crappy little army town, right wing, stupid and very dull. I know how racist it could be, though we suffered nowhere near as much as the Irish in the town, and remember when the local population shunted their old, their mentally disabled and their mentally ill into one hospital, where immigrants like my mother cared for them. I did mention these memories in response; I do not think I actually said that any old Wiltshire racists could shove their ballot papers up their arses, or perhaps I did. Maybe there was an implication. Clearly this demi-friend thought so because rather than answer, he has disappeared.

And that is absolutely fine with me.

Sometimes in my attempts to avoid the echo chamber, I am not firm enough with denizens of the dark side. Why are they never as interesting as Darth Vader or Kylo Ren? Why are they always stupid and munterfaced?