Batty Boys

Meandering through the metropolis in misanthropic mode, I tut and snarl at the ill-mannered wretches who cut me up without a second thought. Stuck behind a small group of strutting schoolboys spitting homophobic insults at each other, my disdain shifts to mirth when their exaggerated machismo comes to rest outside a notable gay pub. They sit at the tables and benches outside the pub to wolf down McDonalds ‘food’, entirely unaware of the incongruity.