Happiness is a city called Carlisle
Last updated at 11:43, Wednesday, 08 February 2012
Happy isn’t the first word that springs to mind when I think of my hometown. Don’t get me wrong – I’m not saying it’s the last word either.
Yes, it has been a bit of a facebook frenzy. Facebook seems to have created a new army of keyboard warriors. Such people used to bore only their fellow uninteresting friends in their local pub, now they inflict us all with their malcontent, misery and sheer ignorance.
They have moved on from telling us all how, if only they were England manager, we would never lose a game, to providing us all with an expert opinion on everything.No piece of law, no judicial decision, no council policy is correct until they have, with only a surface understanding of the subject have provided their worthy opinion.
I lived in Carlisle for most of my life, and I miss it very much. It has fascinating history, diverse culture within its geographic limitations, and lots to offer if you seek out what you like. I knew as soon as I saw that this survey's results had been released that a load of miseries would be posting all over Facebook and local news sites about how wrong they are, and how rubbish Carlisle is. When I lived in Barrow, any positive praise of the town was met with locals grumbling about why it had nothing going for it.
To echo what's been said above-if you don't like it, get out. Find somewhere you do like, and make room for someone who has pride in our lovely little city.









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im from carlisle and im happy now.. i live in sydney.
Posted by leatherman on 21 February 2012 at 12:00