Drunken sailor words changed

[capncnut]

What shall we do with a drunken sailor,
what shall we do with a drunken sailor,
what shall we do with a drunken sailor,
early in the morning.

Has now been changed to 'grumpy pirate' in a bid to remove references to alcohol in rhymes. :rolleyes:

Click (http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/4389733/What-Shall-We-Do-With-A-Drunken-Sailor-Remove-alcohol-of-course.html) for article.

[MaximusIncredulous]

Lines removed from the original ditty include "Put him in the brig until he's sober", "Keelhaul him and pass the bottle", "Round with the rum and scotch and whiskey".

The politically correct version instead has lines like "Do a little jig and make him smile", "Make him walk the plank till he starts to wobble" and "Tickle him till he starts to giggle".

So instead of drunk sailors they feed kids the notion that pirates were pansys that enjoyed a giggle from a tickle other than from a wench.

Those kids are gonna be soooo confused when they grow up.

[MinionZombie]

It's absolute bollocks like this, that is trumped around by jumped-up hippy Guardian readers who don't shave their armpits so they can save an African whale that lives in the North Pole while simultaneously guzzling free trade two-quid-a-go coffee and champagne, while also naming their children "Tarquin" or "Table" and prancing around decrying the need for the odd smacked bottom to keep rowdy kids in check ... the sort of people who prattle on about globalisation and the environment while buying the most expensive food shipped from the farthest reaches of the globe before protesting about red meat, and then going to a wanky-titled shop to buy "authentic working class" furniture (i.e. dug out of a skip with a £2,000 tag on it) ... the types that buy electric cars to plug into the national grid to "save mother earth", completely forgetting where electricity comes from ... that are leading to the destruction of all that's good and sensible in our society.

Fucking twats. :mad:

How about some old school education, and teaching young'uns about alcohol responsibly, and getting shot of those kiddy-drink alcopops too.

Nob'eds. :annoyed:

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Rant over. :D

[capncnut]

It's absolute bollocks like this, that is trumped around by jumped-up hippy Guardian readers who don't shave their armpits so they can save an African whale that lives in the North Pole while simultaneously guzzling free trade two-quid-a-go coffee and champagne, while also naming their children "Tarquin" or "Table" and prancing around decrying the need for the odd smacked bottom to keep rowdy kids in check...
Well said. <claps>

The song was written in the 1800's for f**ks sake!

[MoonSylver]

I've heard it as Scurvy Pirate as well. *Shrug*