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Morning Sickness: Dear VICE

From: Harry
To: Vice
I recently found a copy of vice in my friends house, so I picked it up and gave it a read. I normally feel quite negative about reading a magazine that I'm sure is full of pretentious fashion advertisments and of what I'm sure is aimed at rich middle class kids that think they are in the trend, but I gave it a go.

Being from a working class background, growing up within the punk scene and political activists I thought it may be of some interest to me….  After reading what some call 'patronising articles' I discovered an array of photo's of which were so pretentious they could probably be given a turner prize award, the kind of art I saw at art college and got pissed off about because I worked hard to get a degree and some kid took a photo of a chainsaw in cake and wrote an essay about how it represents the class sytstem, what next I thought? Shall I just put a tea spoon in a muffin and write 3 pages of bullshit to get a qualification? All I'm trying to say is that meeting people who read this magazine are about as bad as the content of the magazine. As I read this I feel the writers and all involved feel as if the are above everyone and that goes for the way most of the readers think to!  Maybe I'm a synical man… Infact I definitely am! But let's put it this way. Unless your a hipster scene kid in a london art school, this magazine blows!

From: Vice
To: Harry
Thanks for your letter, Harry. Maybe if you learned how to form proper sentences rather than falling back on 'working class' indignation to get you through life someone might put you in charge for a day or two. Until then you can sweat and grind, and the 'hipster scene kids' in their 'London art schools' will get on with blagging as much as they can from as little inspiration as possible. Then you'll fall in love with one of them at a party your Vice-reading friends drag you to, forget the class system even exists and learn to respect arts degrees as much as we do.