“..For the left, it was at best a hangover and at worst a wholesale retreat; -
- for the right it was intimation of an imminent apocalypse.
It gave us loon pants, Gary Glitter, the Tate bricks, Confessions of a Window Cleaner, Sid Vicious, Mateus Rosé and the Yorkshire Ripper.
It began with rotting garbage piled up on the streets of London – and ended the same way.
What’s not to like about the 1970s?..”
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