Getting jumped...
...is not fun.

I'm from Bradford, it's a shithole, but it's my shithole.

I'm going to tell you a story now which very nearly turned me into a raving racist... nearly...

~~~~~~wavy lineage~~~~~~~

It's the summer of 2003, it's a fairly average overcast day and me and a friend were on a training course at a school, which I won't identify because undoubtably any Bradfordians will be trying to figure out what more I actually expected from such a hole... the following story is a recollection pieced together by myself, my fellow victim, hospital staff and the police (the actual police, not Sting and his cronies), because with severe cuts to my shoulders, neck and head, black eyes and a concussion, it's not easy to remember the sequence of events accurately. However, I would like to give you some background knowledge first..

The 2001 census states that Bradford has a 19% asian population and whilst I have never made any effort to berate, judge or indeed bully anyone, ever, for their ethnicity, being white in this city, apparently makes you an instant racist. You will be looked up and down by every old, traditional Pakistani man, as they shake their head and tut at you like you're burning the Qu'ran and deploying troops into their hometown, and stared at by young asians in expensive (rented) cars and oversized fake designer sunglasses whilst they pretend to be better/richer/harder than everyone else. If I had a pound for every time I had been told to 'stay the fuck away' from someone's 'turf' because 'whiteboys don't belong there' or systematically ignored by every single employee of an asian restaurant until every asian person had been served first, I would be considerably richer than i am now..

Anywhoooos, back to 2003. I was 16 or 17, on the aforementioned training course. It was lunch, me and my mate went to get some chips from the local chippy, and whilst I waited outside for my mate to be served, I started to feel the burn of dozens of pairs of eyes fixed in my direction.. I turned to find 25 or 30 asian lads aged between 16 and 19 staring directly at me. A bit unnerved, I willed my mate to hurry the fuck up. when he turned up we crossed the road and began the 3 or 4 minute walk back to the school. about a minute in, the burn started again, I glanced behind me to find about 4 lads following us back. 'must just be off back to school' thinks I... wrong. I then hear the pound of Rockports on tarmac, and turn to find that the rest of their cronies from before had run across the road to join them, still staring. The pounding of chavvy shoes starts again and gets increasingly louder, and closer.. me and my mate throw each other a look that says 'leg it'... but it was too late. As I lob my chips and start to run my collar is grabbed and blows from four or so pairs of fists rain down on the back of my head for what felt like an age. My face is slammed into a car window and the punches start again.

Now, I'm no weakling. 6 foot 1 ish and 17 stone in fact, and no stranger to a scrap.. but a fair scrap, not a kicking from a crowd of people with no motive. I decided that I was gona end up in a wheelchair if I didnt do anything about the relentless shower of blows, so I swung once, blindly, as hard as possible, and clocked the guy who had had hold of my collar. Lucky shot really, completely shattered his nose clean across his face. All this time, my mate had been battling away with a few of em aswell, he'd come off better than me but still had a few bruises and lumps on his head.. a group of onlookers broke it up, and managed to walk me back to the school reception, a total of 8 huge lumps on my head, a gash to the back of my neck, two to my shoulders and one to my head, two black eyes, concussion, a bloody nose and 3 broken knuckles from my lucky shot.. we went to the hospital to get sewn up and sorted out, when in comes my attacker with his shattered nose, crying like a bitch and being comforted by his (very traditional muslim) mummy and daddy.. I was dying to go over and leather seven shades of shite out of him but due to the fact I was seeing double and too dazed to walk, I was encouraged not to.

The next day I am visited by a policeman so they can take pics of my injuries and work on getting him prosecuted, when he gets a call over his radio to tell him that broken-nose-boy had filed for racial assault against me... the policeman goes about explaining for the next 40 mins or so how, even though I obviously have very serious injuries, he will have no choice but to take me to the station for questioning. Just before we're about to leave he gets another call on the radio to say that they have CCTV evidence that I was obviously not a suspect and they only shot i got in was in self defence, and a very good one!

The police did him for assault or GBH or ABH or something similar, and word is that once his old fashioned, traditional parents heard that their devout muslim, kind, peaceful son was actually a cowardly thug, they gave him a good hiding aswell, he had told them i had attacked him for no reason and tried to nick his phone, all along calling him racist names... Karma ftw!!

Apologies for length... I cut it down as much as poss...
(InkyFingers, Mon 18 May 2009, 19:02, 14 replies)

I read as far as 'every old Traditional Pakistani man'

( WormuIus, Mon 18 May 2009, 19:06, closed)

I got as far as the pun about the police.

( wotofco pissing in your swimming pool, Mon 18 May 2009, 23:07, closed)

not enough honda?

( rofl harris, Tue 19 May 2009, 8:33, closed)

I have a low tolerance for sweeping generalisation

( WormuIus, Tue 19 May 2009, 10:25, closed)

Happened to me as well
I jumped into a swimming pool and was told by a group of asian lads that I got them wet, My comment that they were in a swimming pool and they were already wet was enough for them to form around me and punch & kick me whilst I took a shower.
The racist card can not be played by a white youth, but can be played at any point my a minority. When I reported these guys to the manager he was told I called them names which woudl be racist how can I prove otherwise, the little shits, 1-1 fair enough not 8-1 thats just not cricket.
(wobbler, Mon 18 May 2009, 19:16, closed)

that sounds pretty shit
glad the guy got done and got a thrashing.

shame the rest of them got away with it
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Mon 18 May 2009, 19:18, closed)

Nice work
I absolutely HATE people like that who play the 'racist' card. They are the bigots.

Glad he got his comeuppance - why should it be any different just because he's not white?
(theneet began to cut her hair and long for balls, Tue 19 May 2009, 9:06, closed)

I got a kicking by a group of asian lads when I lived in Bradford in 2002.
They got as far as saying "What the fuck did you say to me?" and before I could come out with something witty and ill-advised I got the good news from five people and left with a boot print on my face.

Police didn't even attempt to look to see if there was any CCTV.

A quick look at the 2001 census data tells me that whites accounted for 38% of the population of the Great Horton ward (i.e. where most students lived).
( M3rx likes the Asian ladies, Tue 19 May 2009, 9:39, closed)

Yea,
I live in Little Horton now, and it's a proper dive of a place to live. I'm out in two months, hopefully to somewhere more civilised in Leeds... it's coming to something when you think Hyde Park is somehow a nice place to be...
(InkyFingers, Tue 19 May 2009, 22:28, closed)

isn't getting a one-off kicking different from bullying?

(likeajackhammer, Tue 19 May 2009, 10:39, closed)

Yea, it is..
Thats why I pointed out the long history of being branded a racist when you're not.. stuff like that gets to me.
(InkyFingers, Tue 19 May 2009, 22:18, closed)

according to the late mike reid
if you dial 999 in bradford, you get the bengal lancers.
(TheManWithThePlan cussed your mum on, Tue 19 May 2009, 15:09, closed)

Cunts
This was a common theme while at uni in Manchester. They (the Asian chaps) would group together, act like cunts, wonder why no-one liked them, start shit with the Irish lads, get battered and then cry 'RACISTS!!!'

I fuckin hated them, and so started my right wing leanings.
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Tue 19 May 2009, 17:03, closed)

...
I live in Bradford. I'm going to click you for that. Not because of anything in your story, I just think Bradfordians should stick together.

I've never had any trouble though - have you never thought about moving somewhere else in Bradford that's not full of estates and suchlike? They do exist! I'd much much rather live where I am than Hyde Park. Leeds is ghey and you can't get a decent curry anywhere. Plus, it's full of chavs and students.
(BelladonnaAnodyne Melissa's gonna wet herself, I swear..., Wed 20 May 2009, 20:17, closed)