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I don't really go in for saints, but I can totally admire somebody - especially somebody working in the combined shpere of media and music who spends their whole life plugging away championing things they like - because they like them and for no other reason. No sellout, no corporate cocksucking. It's unusual - less so now of perhaps, but certainly then.


Yes, there was luck involved and he was lucky the able to do that, but you do make a fair bit of your own luck too.


As for the schoolgirlery.. I think this one's been done on the Savile thread, but not being able to distinguish degrees of culpability or allowances for things actually not being the same fifty years ago as they are now is baffling to me. At least three girls at my school were shagging men in their mid-twenties when I was that age without anyone batting much of an eyelid. Should we root them out and string them up, or are they just not famous enough?

No, not in favour of witch hunts or anything like that. I just find it bemusing that this guy is effectively canonised. The same man who made comments like this:


?Well, of course, I didn?t ask for ID,? he said.


?All they wanted me to do was to abuse them sexually which, of course I was only too happy to do.


?It was the glamour of the job . . . but frustratingly, American girls of that period ? as they do now, actually ? had this strange notion of virginity as a tangible thing which you surrendered to your husband on your wedding night.


?So they would do anything but s*** you. They?d give you a b*** *** before they?d s*** you.?


I have to say I find society baffling at times. Perhaps this is a series of disconnected quotes creating a false impression (and I apologise that it is taken from the Daily Mail). But, even in isolation, I really do not like these comments.

Well said Bob.


There were always hordes of greasers, squaddies and town layabouts standing at the end of the school drive when I were a lad. When the girls came out it was like a porno St. Trinians.


They weren't being preyed on by any stretch of the imagination.


I will not ally myself with Page 3 girl rags and celeb scalp hunting coppers

...and you couldn't find any proper soul music anywhere on Radio then - except Robbie Vincent on saturday Morning Radio London, Greg Edwardes Capital Saturday night Soul spectrum.....in 1980, Radio 1 deemed it was ok to give Peter Powell an hours 'soul show' on Friday evening with Froggy guesting.....ho hum....JP did play a bit of reggae though

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