I have toiled with sharing a theory of mine for the last 5 years, for two very good reasons; firstly because I am afraid of causing a mass implosion chain event, of all the soft fragile minds of the non-imaginative, that if you look at today’s pop music, you’ll find that we currently have in a rather alarmingly fresh abundance. The second reason that makes this theory particularly difficult is that I know that certain people, that will half understand what I am musing, will in fact become offended and horrified that in today’s society I, a white, middle class, extremely charming and handsome 30 somethings male, could ever suggest such a thing. Truth is, I think that we all know it, it’s just some are too afraid to say it.

As the global expansion of Indian and Chinese restaurants suggests, xenophobia is directed against foreign people, not foreign cultural imports.
Eric Hobsbawm

The words xenomorph and xenophobia apart from being really cool sounding words, are extremely alike. Both start with an X and both would certainly give you a much needed boost of points on the scrabble board, totally baffling your nan with a thoroughly enjoyable explanation of exactly what a xenmorph is. This is where the compassion unfortunately ends, however it opens up a bizarre coincidence to this particular post, which you shall discover shortly. A xenomoph aside being the name of a Dutch heavy metal band, is the name given to the Alien featured in the popular Si-fi horror flicks named after the same tense. They are a fictional endoparasitoid extraterrestrial species, similar to wasps, where there is one Queen and thousands of workers that go about doing her terrifying bidding. As you will notice from the picture they are a rather scary looking lot, thus often found themselves as the main antagonist of my pre-adolescent nightmares (this was before the realisation of my vast toughness). The main difference between these two is that one is of course fictional, yet the other is very much a fact, and one that didn’t come about from imagination, yet is the perfect product of the embodiment of the other.

Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.
Henry Van Dyke

In the second world war, times, (as we are constantly reminded by the very few oap’s that we have left from that horrifying period in our history) were tough. The people had to deal with a whole array of problems that if tackled today by the populous would no doubt cause all manners of social unrest. The government at the time, had the toughest job of raising the spirits of the people. Fear, like many of the emotions that flow around in our bodies is perhaps the most powerful. The public consciousness was bombarded with images and eventualities for them, to fear, though clever propaganda campaigns with the purpose to motivate the people and to alert them to any funny goings on by enemy spies attempting to preform espionage, the government caused a sense of comradeship and patriotism never seen before or since. This ultimately played a huge hand in winning the war, however the government was then left with the unfortunate cost of its propaganda, leaving a population an embedded feeling of fear that will echo for the future generations to come.

Racism is still with us. But it is up to us to prepare our children for what they have to meet, and, hopefully, we shall overcome.
Rosa Parks

Now I don’t know about you, but I had a pretty racist grandmother. Everyone always talks about there being no excuse for racism and that it’s evil and wrong. My grandmother was a good person, paid her taxes and dearly loved her grandchildren, however like I highlighted in the above paragraph; our grandparents didn’t have a choice, they had to be racist, in fact it was encouraged to be weary of anyone that was out of place in the world that they were used to securing. Fact is, they were forced to change their opinions practically overnight. When in the 1950’s to help with the rebuilding of our economy we opened the doors to the commonwealth as we needed people to rebuild from the ashes. There are some parents that still teach their children to be xenophobes, just as their parents did them and that that element of fear is just as it comes from such a pure source in a child’s eyes. I strongly believe that it is up to us to reeducate these people and our children, so that they understand to not hate the player, but to hate the game.