Jack Monroe #303 The lingering honk of burning martyr..

Have you read Jack’s latest me me me cut-and-paste diatribe

  • Yes, absolutely

    Votes: 28 7.5%
  • Not a chance, pal

    Votes: 167 45.0%
  • I tried, but it made me feel physically sick

    Votes: 134 36.1%
  • I’ll get round to it

    Votes: 42 11.3%

  • Total voters
    371
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Call the undertakers, for I have expired. I had a serious case of cringeitis. I’m actually completely mortified for her, to the point I’m doing an awkward laugh which is alarming Mr Lenny
 

Fack, you have never been one of the white working class, a group that has been neglected and oppressed for centuries.

Regurgitating the Twitter screeds of American perspectives on racism doesn’t make you an expert. You neither get to speak on racism, or on the suffering of white people in ACTUAL poverty.

Your choice as a wealthy middle class girl to spend a year in on/off employment, in no way compares to the generational poverty and systematic neglect suffered by the working class.
 
From exactly one month ago:

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So no, it wasn't about ethnic minorities suffering more from poverty.

Surely the merest glance at the British cabinet would reveal that being right wing is not an exclusively white trait? Isn't it quite racist to assume that people of colour are limited to one side of the political spectrum?
 
From exactly one month ago:

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So no, it wasn't about ethnic minorities suffering more from poverty.

Surely the merest glance at the British cabinet would reveal that being right wing is not an exclusively white trait? Isn't it quite racist to assume that people of colour are limited to one side of the political spectrum?
And if a person of colour happens to contradict her viewpoint they will have her followers set on them because they dare to not have the correct views.
 
Hi, yes actual Train Driver here Toot Toot.
Became one after raising four children as a single mum. Got me out of poverty, feel desperately for people going through that now, wouldn't dream of inserting myself into that conversation as my experience no longer valid as it was over ten years ago.
As for Train Driver:
One of the many intensive tests during the long application process is a criteria based interview during which you answer set questions relating to incidents you have experienced that are relevant to the demands of the role. You are then questioned for an hour and a half to test the veracity of your answers and your ability to think under pressure. Lying or exaggerating your examples will inevitably be found out. Think this is possibly where Jack would fall down... 🤔
Also us train drivers are very rarely thanked for our work, we just get on with it and go home...very little public adulation ( except for the Bourgeois bloke! ) Again perhaps not for Jack.. 🤔
I pay quite a lot of tax and N.I...Something for Jack to acquaint herself with... 🤔
It's a very tight community within Railway staff, the "Railway Family" is real and doesn't have a lot of truck with prima donnas... 🤔
Lastly and perhaps sadly most pertinently of all we deal with the ever present possibility of someone using us as a means to end their life. It's with us every day and some drivers never, ever get over it. We unequivocally do not talk about it as a means for attention or shock value. Never. Ever.
Stick to grifting and lying Jack, we don't want you. I doubt we ever will.

I'm not a train driver but am what Jack may call "railway around the edges". I just wanted to share my appreciation for you and all of your colleagues. And congratulations for making it through all the training which I've heard is very intense!

I was once on a train that had to stop mid-journey because the dreaded awful thing had happened. Some of the other passengers started shouting at the driver and guard for not continuing the journey! I was appalled, and when I got home I wrote to the railway operator to let them know how wonderfully I thought those members of staff had handled the situation. They were so calm and polite even though they must have been more shocked and upset than any of us passengers. I still think about them both regularly and hope that they're doing OK.
 
There is a history of suicide/attempts going back 4 generations on one side of my family.

As someone who sprinted to her siblings house (on nothing more than a gut feeling) to find them in and out of consciousness with their baby screaming in the play pen, who I then had to scoop up and sit with as the ambo blue lighted the pair of them to hospital, and then watch in horror as staff violently resuscitated them after they collapsed just after arrival at A&E (because being paddled is not like it looks on TV), who experienced the weird time freezing and speeding up as I watched the clock (basic medical knowledge of how long before they’d stop), at some point during this, a Nurse removed baby from my arms to check them over, and finally, the bleeping restarted, and the Hell of ICU, countless tubes and wires, more episodes of fucky heart rhythm requiring intervention over the course course of 23 days, not knowing if they would have brain damage, heart problems, or if they would even fucking wake up, whilst I was back and forth between there and looking after 3 year old, 18 month old and a 3 month old resulted in serious PTSD.

OD on two packs of high dose antidepressants.

We had been at A&E less than 2 mins when the seizures started and the heart stopped. If we had still been in the ambo… I’d have had to adopt my niece.

Even worse, was telling my Grandparents what had happened, because they’ve already lost a child to suicide, burying a child is beyond horrific but burying a Grandchild just a few years later?

By all means, discuss it, but the casual way it is thrown around makes me feel really unwell.

Me and my kids discuss MH. A lot. But my children will never know the above story, or any of my own history of SAs, (way before my Aunt died, way before my kids were born, was due to me being in an abusive home and frankly at 15 I didn’t know how to escape other than to keep trying to unalive myself). Because they’re simply not relevant and not appropriate for them to know about.

I would be devastated if anyone, ever, casually mentioned it to my kids.
My heart goes out to you. Truly.
To think that Jack can be so flippant over this is terrifying. To think of the damage she is potentially causing to so many people when she repeatedly and unsolicitedly (I hope that’s a word) raises this topic, with no warning, is worse.
She has openly acknowledged that her pre-teen son Google’s her and reads her Twitter and even this isn’t enough for her to think twice about the shock tactics.
 
I didn't read her article, but skimmed to the end and is she even in a position to tell people they are free to reproduce pages her books? She doesn't own the rights for many of them I'd of thought. You can see from takedown notices that penguin random hose have stopped google from displaying results that are a PDF of books they published.
 
There is a history of suicide/attempts going back 4 generations on one side of my family.

As someone who sprinted to her siblings house (on nothing more than a gut feeling) to find them in and out of consciousness with their baby screaming in the play pen, who I then had to scoop up and sit with as the ambo blue lighted the pair of them to hospital, and then watch in horror as staff violently resuscitated them after they collapsed just after arrival at A&E (because being paddled is not like it looks on TV), who experienced the weird time freezing and speeding up as I watched the clock (basic medical knowledge of how long before they’d stop), at some point during this, a Nurse removed baby from my arms to check them over, and finally, the bleeping restarted, and the Hell of ICU, countless tubes and wires, more episodes of fucky heart rhythm requiring intervention over the course course of 23 days, not knowing if they would have brain damage, heart problems, or if they would even fucking wake up, whilst I was back and forth between there and looking after 3 year old, 18 month old and a 3 month old resulted in serious PTSD.

OD on two packs of high dose antidepressants.

We had been at A&E less than 2 mins when the seizures started and the heart stopped. If we had still been in the ambo… I’d have had to adopt my niece.

Even worse, was telling my Grandparents what had happened, because they’ve already lost a child to suicide, burying a child is beyond horrific but burying a Grandchild just a few years later?

By all means, discuss it, but the casual way it is thrown around makes me feel really unwell.

Me and my kids discuss MH. A lot. But my children will never know the above story, or any of my own history of SAs, (way before my Aunt died, way before my kids were born, was due to me being in an abusive home and frankly at 15 I didn’t know how to escape other than to keep trying to unalive myself). Because they’re simply not relevant and not appropriate for them to know about.

I would be devastated if anyone, ever, casually mentioned it to my kids.

Sorry, I don't know how to spoiler.

I work in the funeral industry and dealing with the families of those who have committed suicide is horrific. Their hurt, their pain ... it is not something to be bandied about for likes. Either Jack is clueless or - worse - she just doesn't care.
 
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