whats happened to marching ?

The last one i went on was an anti Vietnam war one, totally by accident, up west with my mates ( Yes I have Friends) we ambled out of carnaby street and made our way down the charring cross road to Trafalgar square, where the bulk of the march were, and so for shits and giggles we joined in, we really couldn't give a pigs arse about the war, and shoulder to shoulder we marched down Whitehall towards parliament square.

This wasn't the first time we got caught up in the anti war marches, the previous year in 1968, again up west, we found ourselves at Grosvenor square, outside the american embassy, when it all kicked off. London in the 60's was a brilliant place to be, what with the "Swinging Sixties" all the rage, carnaby street, and the kings road leading the fashion world and the anti war marches there was always something going on.
 

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I had the misfortune of hosting some UOTC gimps on Otterburn training area shortly after returning from Iraq in 2003. This was after a particularly fraught night jump where I'd hit a drystone wall. One of the gimps took great delight in regaling us with tales of his exploits in the million person march against the Iraq war in London earlier in the year.
After turning a blind eye to one of my Toms giving him a corker of a right hook, I later took immense satisfaction informing him that his horse-faced girlfriend, located with another Battery on OTA had "pulled a train" with a few of the blokes whilst stagging on. The added information, that I was reliably informed of, that she willingly sucked them all off too (day 3 of a 2 week exercise) only added to the glorious moment.
 
Marches : The Social Media of Yesteryear

Ie, both are an annoying mass of swivel eyed loons bleating about the issue d'jour in order to make themselves seem relevant

Despite the levity, I believe social media replacing the purpose/aims of marches is the answer the OP seeks
 

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I'd like to add that anyone willingly participating in aforementioned marches is either an obese lesbian with questionable minge admin or a reactolite wearing critter with a cock resembling a Walnut Whip.
Cnuts.
 
OT but there's a march/vigil/demo or whatever they call it outside Mossmorran gas plant just now. I've a good mind to tip up and pretend I am "one of them" to see if there are any fit birds that I can fire into, however most likely they will have scabies and lice and probably also have bad breath and armpit hair so I might not be attracted to them close up. I bet you some people do this kind of "bird pulling" for a laugh though and tell the birds after they have been shagged they are not lefty loonies, just so they can watch them go mental.
So, what differentiates them from the other women in Cowdenbeath?
 
So, what differentiates them from the other women in Cowdenbeath?
The women in Cowdenbeath wash with soap and water and don't have purple dreadlocks - where as these marching types just use wet wipes or dirty puddles to clean with - that includes their teeth.
 
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The women in Cowdenbeath wash with soap and water and don't have purple dreadlocks - where as these marching types just use wet wipes or dirty puddles to clean with - that includes their teeth.
just not at the same time
 
just not at the same time
This was a typical Friday/Saturday/Sunday in any town or village in Fife when I was younger.


Some of the birds are a bit rough and used to smack you round the head with a stiletto when you weren't looking, however if you gave them a bottle of buckfast and 10 regal king size - you were in there.

These lefty marching types on the other hand........you'd probably need to drug yourself and pop a few Viagra's before contemplating boning one of those "females".
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The women in Cowdenbeath wash with soap and water and don't have purple dreadlocks - where as these marching types just use wet wipes or dirty puddles to clean with - that includes their teeth.
Well, anyway, you missed it. They were only there for the weekend.
It just goes to reinforce the OP’s point - not even the crusties have got any staying power these days.
Either that or the thought of camping at CowdenGelly for more than two days was too much for them.
 
What is it with the Drummers as well. Every fecking march in London seemed to be led by a bunch of ladies dressed like millie Tant and weedy men in ill advised lycra, banging bloody big drum things.

I'm sure the Sally Bash would have turned out if they asked nicely could have had Abide With Me rather than that racket
 
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