Dave Worley

Hey. I'm Dave, originally from Stourbridge in The Black Country, but am currently living in Preston for my degree. I'm unemployed just at the minute (hopefully about to change), but I also do this: http://www.daveworley.co.uk/ The Dave Worley Website - visit now!I write for The Music Magazine . I have the very unfortunate and frankly heartbreaking distinction of losing my girlfriend - the love of my life - in a road traffic accident. I'll be blunt here - Spare me your bullshit. I really don't want to hear it since I've probably already heard it a thousand times. If you want to provide me an ear to talk off or a shoulder to cry on, by all means go for it, but don't supply sympathy. I get enough of that, and let's be honest - it's hardly sincere if you've known me for all of five minutes.
I loved that girl beyond any sort of emotion I had ever experienced and I could have quite easily given everything up to be with her. The thoughts and memories I have of her keep me going on the hardest days and I will come through battered and weary but just about intact - I had something to live for when she was alive, and while it didn't seem it at first, I still have her to live for now she's not around anymore. I'm proud of that, and I'm proud of her.
I study Communication Studies and Popular Culture - if you don't know what that is, don't worry; no one else does either.
Basically, I'm interested in the the world communicates - whether it be physically, verbally, mentally, using technology, using other forms of signal, etc.
I'm also very interested in the role the phenomenon of popular culture has had in our lives. MySpace is one example of this - where originally having your own page on the internet was considered geeky and/or difficult to do, web design has now been brought to the masses by it (albeit badly - The MySpace website is littered with errors and the performance of the code generators really doesn't help). This is an example of what was once considered out of reach of the popular mass being downgraded to a mere popular culture tool.
The development of popular cultural phenomena such as this is one of my main interests.
I like to criticise the masses and popular culture quite a bit but I never do it subjectively so if you're one of those people who makes judgements about war whilst sitting there eating your cushy Asda ready meal watching Big Brother, don't worry - I won't flame you to death.
I don't generally want to talk to most of the twats (read: 14 year olds) on here, but if you're actually quite interesting, or indeed if you have any suggestions or comments about daveworley.co.uk, drop me a line. If you can't spell, don't even attempt to talk to me - just fuck off and die.******Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family, Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing spirit-crushing gameshows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life. - Renton, Trainspotting.

****** Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. - Timo Cruz, Coach Carter.