Here we go again
This week as schools went back although as I'm writing this on Friday, The JCB Academy at Rocester here in sunny Staffordshire has had ask boys and girls not to turn in this morning due to one covid case but I suspect we'll have the odd incident that can be dealt with, I was looking back at a few things.
One is the extent the age regression wars are over. I mean I have written at length about the origins of the split between Agere and Cg/l at least as it applied at Tumblr but the splits between different groups of age regressors were something else.
There's something in the view that discourse begets more and and bitterer discourse around those who seek to replace one view for "the truth" and having had a ringside view of it it is hard to find adequate words to describe how toxic it really was.
You might of thought anyone who genuinely tried to explain the differences between Chire and Cglre to help find the right side for them would be applauded for at least cutting out the misunderstandings but it wasn't.
In an atmosphere of mutual suspicions arrows were fired at people like the Regression Uncensored tumblr which although I am biased toward Cglre I would say did a good job in trying to explain all to the point their moderators had to leave on a regular basis as they could not take the verbal abuse and trolling.
Thankfully that's all over with so they feel able to move on and in time take the blog down cos that past is just best left in it with people just moving on.
There's been a few entries around the Tartan Terrors on here before now and sadly it was announced last week at the age of 62 Ian Mitchell, a member during the turbulent nine months from April 1976 had died.
He played guitar on this cover of a Dusty Springfield song that got to in the top ten in November of 1976 although my copy as a UK one in plain sleeve and on the Dedication lp recorded in Canada.
That's him on the far right who took over from Alan when he felt at the ripe old age of 26 he was told to be in pop group!
Thankfully my copy of that record survived much playing at school that year as we were rollermanics and if you scratch beneath the surface still am.
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