By Petr Navovy | Think Pieces | June 8, 2016 |
By Petr Navovy | Think Pieces | June 8, 2016 |
The 21st century. A scary time for straight, non-poverty stricken white men.
We are being eroded by the passage of time. Insidious forces conspire to rob us of what tiny slivers of importance we still cling on to. Everywhere we look, previously safe and sacred spaces are being violated.
Just as our influence in industry is being weakened by encroachers and usurpers of all stripes, so too are our stories being marginalised. Where once we had a bountiful collection of tales to reflect and mark our existence, we now run dangerously low on this vital human need. Soon people will no longer know what it is like to be us. To see things through our eyes. Soon the world will probably forget our existence.
It isn’t right.
We have barricaded ourselves in our fortress for long enough; the cold wind howling outside; PC culture, women, and every other type of person in the world gradually battering the door down while we cower in the little corner we have left!
It’s time someone stood up!
It’s time someone told the stories that no-one else will. Told our tale of hardship!
Here is a glimpse into our soul.
Here is how we feel, forced to traverse a hostile world every day…
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Petr Knava lives in London and plays music