
Born from a post punk, Oi birthing, era, the casual hated the world and displaced his internal anger through the, media glorified, vehicle of football hooliganism - fighting other cunts like himself every Saturday. In the process, he attired himself - it was a masculine pursuit - in some of the most expensive clothing available, the latter changing fashion on at least a monthly basis.
I had a good mate who had "run with the mob" in the year quoted, and retired, aged 19, citing family problems as the get out clause. His mum was going to throw him out. He summed it all up: "out of 500 boys, maybe 35 are up for it, the rest are just sheep".The casual has remained within Society, albeit never on the same scale as those early days.
However, today we read, somewhat reminiscent of Gary Oldman's first class, The Firm, of a Casuals United and a lawful anti-Islamic protest in Birmingham with 33 arrests.


Poem from Garry Johnson.














