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May 06, 2009

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septicisle

For the most part, they do thankfully ignore it: I'm a year shy of 25 and probably look younger, and don't usually have any problems. It is however starting to get beyond a joke, and all it does is further encourages either parents or older siblings to buy it for them, who then go off and consume it on their own or in groups when they'd be better off drinking in a pub in the first place.

Fellow Traveller

So the government passes law making age discrimination illegal and asks retailers to discriminate on the basis of age.

It also seems significant as part of a general trend in government - getting business to enforce policy on the public voluntarily without passing any new legislation through Parliament. MPs don't get to vote on it, we don't get much public debate, ministers just meet the relevant company representatives behind closed doors and they enact it. All very tidy - a public-private partnership indeed.

Tom

A related matter caused a recent stir locally - a (presumably) respectable middle class chap sent his 14 year old daughter into Sainsbury's to pick up his Sunday Telegraph, only for her to return empty-handed because it was an age restricted product. The reason was (after some debate) established that it *might* have had a 15 or 18 film given away free (it didn't, in fact, that week's giveaway was PG, but the risk that it might be was considered sufficient for the whole rag to be rated 18+ in case the checkout operators fouled up).

The reaction was predictably fairly hostile, weirdly entering some kind of conspiracy world where NuLabour Gauleiters were preventing the sale of good honest British right wing newspapers as a way of shielding the young from the truth. I think I suggested going to a corner shop where someone might actually be persuaded to use their intelligence, but got drowned out.

Richard J

I've occasionally had the same trouble with the Saturday Grauniad, mind.

And I always feel vaguely embarrassed having to call the man over to the self-service checkout in Tescos when I want to buy Viz.

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