Like any man, I make mistakes. Driven by the yearning of my loins, I like to put my dick in things – indeed potentially a troublesome occupation – but is not variety the spice of life? However, these mistakes tend to be made as a result of selected actions based on irrationality or ill informed choice. Hence, something that I am solemnly grateful for is that I, as a whole, am not a mistake. I was not conceived through, and hence born a mistake, and my life has purpose – or so I like to believe. In light of this, it seems unfathomable that an entire person can in fact be a living mistake. I refer not just an individual, oh no, but an entire people – The Chav.
Cast aside the mutually agreeable notion of symbiosis and think of a parasite unrelentingly sucking the life marrow from its host. Yet what if there is no host, merely a concentration of scavengers? Could one ever be expected to inwardly digest the concept of a collection of such parasitic beings achieving sustained existence en mass?
Unbelievably this environment has been created within a small pocket of English Hertfordshire. Luton is perhaps the most dreadful place into which I have ever had the displeasure to venture. Ok, to be fair to Chavs they cannot be held solely responsible for imposing such detriment to polite society in this no-go zone populated by all manner of freaks and ner’dowells, but they certainly contribute enormously.
The hair on the back of your neck stands rigidly on end and you are in a state of utmost fear, this is indicative of the experience one might incur whilst negotiating Luton high street after hours. Not only is one at risk of injury or death heartily levied by Chavs, urchins and bums (possibly one and the same thing), there exists the added discomfiture imposed by the various terror factions whom are free to operate at will.
Enter Yates’ Wine Lodge to witness a sea of eyes, few of them free from at least one fist-induced blackening, boring into your defenceless soul. Racks of tooth-lightened jaw lines with concrete set grimaces gurn menacingly at you as they ineffectively sieve the impurities from slop-tray Stella jars. Horrid horrid horrid! Have you ever seen such a bunch?! Could all this be due to a community-wide hormonal imbalance, or something in the water perhaps? I don’t know, but one thing I do know is you should avoid visiting this place – especially during the festive season, as you will undoubtedly be relieved of your money as well as your presents in exchange for a beating, if you are even lucky enough to get a chance to buy them first, that is.
If there can be said to be an abundance of a ‘worst’ kind of chav in one particular place, Luton is no exception, you will find their plague to be prevalent here, conjuring the rhetoric question; Chav, what is the point of YOU?
Luton is a dump, it makes me laugh when I see the diversity brigade sticking up for Luton and trying to celebrate the fact that it champions the absolute dregs of the globe
Luton is the rainbow county, the Pakistanis that live here were kicked out of Pakistan for being too low caste, you will find an assortment of the criminally insane from all over Africa settled in Luton too.
The most recent addition to the pack is obviously the Romanian gypsys, the worst kind of criminals in Eastern europe and our government just invites them in.
The poles and lithuanians that came used to be nice and educated, but since the government relaxed immigration rules now we just get the criminals. It’s funny when I used to hear the Poles say “I’m going back to Poland, this place is horrible”. Only in Luton.
My biggest gripe with Luton is the crime, my flat was robbed 3 times when I lived there, not only that but the police did anything at all. The police are also corrupt, they take pleasure in beating people up, especially if you are white.
The town council has connections with Islam 4 UK and the Tamil Tigers, both terrorists groups. If you are paying council tax, somebody in a 3rd world country is being killed by a weapon you paid for.
I’m so glad I left Luton, it was the best decision I ever made. If you live in Luton, make the leap, you’ll never look back.
Luton is the boil on the backside of Bedfordshire, an absolute shithole with very few redeeming features. Scummy Asians who speak little English gain points amongst themselves by impregnating 15 year old girls and then pissing off to Lahore to escape any responsibility. The town centre is a dump and the ‘Galaxy Centre’ a chav dominated khazi. Areas such as Marsh Farm, Black Bury Park and areas around Leagrave are absolute tips. In short Luton should be bulldozed to the ground and s new town built.
i was born and raised in luton until i recently left for uni in portsmouth.
the problem with luton isnt the multiculturism. the asians in the town are 3rd/4th generation ther as english as anyone else dont forget trace the line and not many of us are fully english anyway and we started somewhere and so have they. ther are wankers in all races its not really a factor. The problem is that luton has little big man syndrome. everyones got something to prove. the general feeling is that were shit so f**k it cant get any worse. What i will say for the town is that people there are alot more down to earth than any other places i’ve been to. People in other places dont have the experience of living and working with people of other faiths. Being with these people prepares you to accept people who are different from you and put up with the good and the bad like everyone has to.
My argument is kinda destroyed by the fact that the edl started in luton but they are the difference between people who will just get on with it and those who hide there own inadequancies behind something they can blame so they dont have to blame themselves for there own failures.
and chavs are dying in most areas of luton except for marsh and lewsey farms there now being replaced by hipsters and such but twats are twats no matter what they wear
The two things most disheartening about Luton are those who put forward deeply thought out, scintillating suggestions that parts of the town might be surgically improved through the use of nuclear weapons, and wannabe journos, who may or may not have been to the town, and who trade in smug stereotypes and sub undergraduate sentence structure and tedious puffs of strained wit and cheap shots.
Look in Luton and there are real ale pubs, a house where Joseph Conrad used to live, ancient Iron Age settlements, a Norman church, sites of castles, the oldest brick building in the country, a music scence (of sorts) and one of the shortlisted Booker novelists in 2011. Unlike other local towns, like St Albans, these gems aren’t rammed down your throat; instead, Lutonians have to put up with all the dreary and despicable arguments littered on this site.
i was a student at the uni. For several months i sdtayed in london and then i finally decided to move to luton thinkin luton aint that bad.. it isnt how everyone says it is, it isnt trash..,… blah blah and i got mugged and beaten up by 6 white guys within 1 week of me moving to that shithole town. The cops didnt do anythin either. and i know lots more people who had even worse experiences. i only wish i hadnt moved to this f**ked up town.. its a disgrace to England and to Britain!
Luton is somewhere even cats don’t go to die.
I can’t really explain how utterly horrific the place is. All I can say is you need to actually go there to understand what I mean.
If anyone ever needs the most solid argument that the policy of “multiculturalism” has been an unmitigated disaster they need do no more than visit Bury Park which really is hell on earth.
It has more heroin than Kabul, which in comparison looks rather cosmopolitan.
Lived in Luton for 16 years and regard the place as home,Good people in Luton but as a Town it has f**k all,still love the place to bits
Luton, the town I was born in and left for good 11 years ago…a perfect example of population exchange and the good it has done Britain.
I would suggest everyone who supports multi-culturalism is forced to live in Bury Park – an area of Luton that was only 30 years ago a respectable working class neighbourhood but is now an enclave of Islamabad.
It’s no wonder groups like the EDL and BNP exist. No government is willing to see the elephant in the room.
The last time I was back in Luton I was with my ex-wife who was born in the Philippines…she was shocked and asked repeatedly if we were really in England!
I lived for 11 formative years in Luton and remain really proud of the town and all that it gave me – albeit in the age of Lorraine Chase. Despite the faltering fortunes of Luton Town FC, there is still a great resilience and spirit to the town. Its multiculturalism is a great strength and enriched me tremendously. Of course there are challenges – too many to list – but also great achievements along the way. The cafe culture has yet to fully take off in Luton but all the indicators are moving in the right direction – increasing educational attainment, falling crime, a university, and great football crowds even in the Blue Square Premier. Vauxhall has remained loyal now with GMM as well, Astra Zeneca has high value jobs,Luton Airport is thriving, the train services improved and a visionary council. Luton has always been in the shadow of London but do not write the town off – the centre is by no means a desert and does have decent shops and some heritage and life; there are some very nice residential areas and parks and beautiful Chilterns surrounding the town. It can make more of its heritage, friendlier for cyclists and pedestrians and to gently steer twowards more mixed communities. And having lost in the penalty shoot out in the play off, let’s see luton back in the league next year.
You guys need to chill out. Luton is fine; I have seen a LOT worse. Not every member of Luton is a Chav nor are they asian.
I lived in. Leicester for over two years and there wasn’t much different. Its just small… Being a town.
So get off your high horse and get a grip guys. So silly!
Luton is actually in Bedfordshire but there are several towns in Hertfordshire that have aspirations in the direction of that which Luton has taken.
Cheshunt, Stevenage & Hemel Hempstead are prime examples. I hate Luton with a genuine fervour and whilst I am no racist – my mixed marriage and mixed raced offspring bear testimony to that – I feel that it is the prime example of where the concept of the multi racial community has failed. It is the single worst place that I have visited in Britain, and I speak as someone who once lived in Oldham, worked in Burnley and Halifax and spent a fair amount of my working life in Dundee.
Bomb it and start again.
Luton is probably the worst place I have ever visited in my life.
You can smell it before you even get to it! I agree with the above statement from Garner, I was probably only one of a handful of white people around (thank the lord I was in my car).
This town is an absolute DISGRACE and should be nuked (with all its inhabitnats still there) at the earliest opportunity.
DISGUSTING!
I am surprised that you managed to spot any Chavs, the last time I went to Luton I say about 10 white people, the rest were Asian and none could speak a word of the queens english. I thought that Luton would be one of the least Chav populated areas in the UK.