Growing up in the East End, I’ve found slang fascinating, in it’s origins and meanings. I use a plethora of slang terms in my daily language, regardless of who I speak to. It’s what I’ve grown up with. I’m a product of my environment.
Granted, some scrote mumbling some inane ‘gangsta’ toss they’ve learned off their (c)Rap albums just sounds daft, but Ms Thompson fundamentally misses the point that a language evolves with and is shaped by the people that use it.
So you’re allowed to judge which elements of your ‘environment’ should or shouldn’t influence the way in which you speak, yet she isn’t? On a fundamental level, you have no more right than her to say what you think is acceptable and what isn’t, yet you somehow feel compelled to do so.
In reality, I’d take far more notice of the opinion of a highly accomplished woman who read English Language at Cambridge than that of an underachieving internet no-mark.
I’ve long suspected that your lack of formal education has left you with a huge chip on your shoulder, and that you cultivate your silly slang speak in a bid to divert attention from your own linguistic shortfalls.
Speaking the way you do doesn’t make you look like an intellectual who embraces the fluidity of the English language, it just makes you look foolish.