Amazing, isn't it? The Times' Chris Irvine, I believe, teaches Sports Journalism at Huddersfield University.
Let's hope this writer is not a former student of his...
I'm sure the `flat cap and whippets' fixation isn't Chris Irvine's doing. It's just the usual one, of the usual bunch of, so last century, `social class' assumptions rearing its wizzened old head again.
And I'm sure that, subconsciously, these things pop out unbidden simply because they were stored in the little grey cells of a whole generation at an impressionable age, when memory `bytes' were being laid down in their millions under headings like `my years as a social activist' and `you can't keep a good class warrior down'.
But that revolution has been won. The problems facing a new generation have nothing to do with class - just income.
If there are any miles left the words `middle class', `working class', `upper class' surely they exist only in the need for historically decriptive adjectival phrases. Our parents lived with them, our grand parents were tramelled by them and my generation (though not me personally) broke them down. The next generation, sadly, forgot to remember that what was once privilege based can become so again, if you don't make a point of ensuring it remains universally accessible, but that doesn't mean we have collectively and entirely regressed 45 years. And the current generation? I suspect it will need a spirit of great collective generosity, if it is to survive and prosper without creeping embitterment at the blithe, short-sighted, profligate previous, and most generally prosperous generation the western world may ever see.
What is a whippet, by the way? I know it is something thin.
And isn't a flat cap something worn by men because keeping the head warm was still considered aviseable but hoodies had gone out of fashion with Robin? I'm sure I have seen as many old photographs with gentleman farmers, landowners or even lords of the manor sporting flat caps, out and about in the countryside, as I have seen workers scurrying to soot-caked Lancastrian cotton mills in paintings by LS Lowrie.
This just me posting, by the way. Not in any way connected to the job I do, or to the opinions of any the people at the company I work for, or to any of its publications. Probably obvious but just in case ..........
Edited by Honor James, 12 February 2013 - 11:49 AM.