You don’t want one. I don’t know anyone who has one, but then again I have accent like Lady Cora from Downton Abbey, so of course I don’t even remotely associate with such things. Just sayin.
An anti-social behaviour order (ASBO) is a civil order made in the UK against a person who has been shown, on the balance of evidence, to have engaged in anti-social behaviour. Introduced by Prime Minister Tony Blair in 1998, it was designed to correct minor incidents that would not ordinarily warrant criminal prosecution. I guess we’ve come a long way since rapping people’s knuckles or hiding them. Those were the days. Just kidding.
An ASBO is designed to restrict behaviour in some way, by prohibiting a return to a certain area or shop or by restricting public behaviour such as swearing or drinking alcohol. In 2010, our esteemed (or not) Home Secretary Theresa May, indicated that she wanted to reform ASBO measures-she wanted to abolish it altogether in favour of alternative community based social control policies. In short, she wants to bring back rapping knuckles and hiding. Well, this is HOW I interpret it.
Look here, I blame the parents. Control your children. Mold them, guide them. Teach them the difference between right and wrong so the Government doesn’t have to. The current Government has a lot on its plate, unemployment, exiting the EU and fox hunting… oh wait, they abolished that a while back. But seriously, grow a pair, parents.
I came deliciously close to getting an ASBO on Monday at Victoria Railway Station. But thankfully, it did not come to that. My parents raised me right. I have the knuckles to prove it. Just kidding. Maybe.