I was born and grew up in the Liverpool suburb of Huyton,a once pretty little village of Saxon origin. Scousers were moved into the area by the local authorities after slum clearance and as a result of our German friends attempts at eradicating the city from the air. It retained much of its rural feel for much of my childhood and I have happy memories of a life spent amongst trees and fields....we even had a village green...not exactly a ghetto! The last decade or two have not been kind to Huyton though....murders,drugs,violence and ignorance have destroyed a once decent place. Huyton has hit the news in the last few years for a series of murders that seem to have targeted minorities of one sort or another...this being the latest. My friends and I grew up in families that could in no way be considered poor but compared to what is available to people now I suppose materially we probably were.In contrast to the empty spirits that seem to pass for young men in Huyton nowadays I have a feeling we were gifted with inestimable riches...our politicians and our social engineers have a lot to answer for...somebody killed my hometown.
Monday, 4 August 2008
Better times
I was born and grew up in the Liverpool suburb of Huyton,a once pretty little village of Saxon origin. Scousers were moved into the area by the local authorities after slum clearance and as a result of our German friends attempts at eradicating the city from the air. It retained much of its rural feel for much of my childhood and I have happy memories of a life spent amongst trees and fields....we even had a village green...not exactly a ghetto! The last decade or two have not been kind to Huyton though....murders,drugs,violence and ignorance have destroyed a once decent place. Huyton has hit the news in the last few years for a series of murders that seem to have targeted minorities of one sort or another...this being the latest. My friends and I grew up in families that could in no way be considered poor but compared to what is available to people now I suppose materially we probably were.In contrast to the empty spirits that seem to pass for young men in Huyton nowadays I have a feeling we were gifted with inestimable riches...our politicians and our social engineers have a lot to answer for...somebody killed my hometown.
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Huyton sounds like a great illustration of my belief that social engineering spoils everything it touches. Sad to hear, but I'm glad you have good memories of a different place.
all hometowns, change, usually for the worse....i like to be able to wander, but often on my walks,especcially in salt lake city, a cop would stop me and ask what i was doing...i looked at him and said ,' is it that unusual for a person to be out and about on a walk???'
The problem with Social Engineers is that they really are not engineers but experimenters and Sociopaths first, too happy to see how the mice in their cages react.
As a wise friend of mine observed, see what it is that a person studies and note the level of compulsion required to make them study that subject - and recognize that is their pathology...
I lived in Huyton for a few years, but left Liverpool 21 years ago.
The city centre is looking great these days, especially with the Liverpool One development now open.
Sadly, you don't have to drive too far out of the centre before you're reminded just how much poverty there still is in the city.
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