I'm not saying that at all, so please don't put words in my mouth.
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The RFL now, as governing body, have a duty to charge anyone that uses "unacceptable language based on national or ethnic origin". If they don't then, ironically, Clubb could have a claim against them for discrimination.
I think they'll be fine lol
Were they supposed to let Clubb off because of this scenario you imagine?
Also I'd like to hear what race Polynesian people are from the people saying Polynesian isn't a race, not that it changes anything.
Judging by the number of Black and Asian people you now see in employment, they are not doing to bad and time they stopped playing the racist card and accepted that it should be the best person for a job irrespective of colour or religion etc.
As for calling other people names, I heard far worse during the time I worked on the shop floor, but unlike the Hull player, it was kept on the shop floor and sorted out without winging to the Manager/Foreman and in the case of spot, the Referee.
Thanks to the PC Brigade, you now cannot say boo to a goose with living in a state of fear of ending up being arrested and ending up in court.
These days you get arrested & thrown in jail if you say you're English.
These days.
Thank God it's not only Me!!! One of the funniest & cleverest comedy sections I've seen in the last 20 years ( I Love the guy from the Daily Mail eating Poppadoms silently in a restaurant with his wife as well!!! )
I even saw someone yesterday say in response to the Tony Clubb argument "In the future You'll get called Racist just for looking at someone"!
Genuinely, me & my son fell off the chair laughing!!!!!
A place where you could have a proper banter with your mates, wolf whistle at the sexy young secretary as she walked past.... telling her to get 'her t*ts out for the lads' (well she was wearing a short skirt, so therefore asking for it), make the apprentices life hell by tying him up with gaffer tape and leaving him and then knocking off at 1pm on a Friday to bugger off to the social club before getting the coach to being taken over to the Embassy club to see Bernard.
But it was all in good fun wasn't it! Oh them were the days!
A place where you could have a proper banter with your mates, wolf whistle at the sexy young secretary as she walked past.... telling her to get 'her t*ts out for the lads' (well she was wearing a short skirt, so therefore asking for it), make the apprentices life hell by tying him up with gaffer tape and leaving him and then knocking off at 1pm on a Friday to bugger off to the social club before getting the coach to being taken over to the Embassy club to see Bernard.
But it was all in good fun wasn't it! Oh them were the days!
Dont forget drive home with no seat belts, drunk. Whilst smoking 40 cigs a day (it won't harm me, never mind anyone else)
And then getting home to watch Its a knockout, jim'll fix it and other good old 70s celebrities who along with their young fans "Just got on with things".
And everyone went to church on a Sunday, I mean, nothing bad could come of that could it surely?