Sorry for not reading all million pages of this before I comment, but I don't think anybody was retracting their views very fast!
I'm pretty disgusted by this blatant marginalisation of the working class. You will argue you are using the word 'chav' to only mean somebody who commits petty crime and shouts abuse at strangers, but by using this subtle class label ("Council Housed And Violent") you will judge every single person you meet who is not a monied Telegraph reader. It's not about 'just spending some money on theatre tickets' really, is it? Just try to imagine you're born into an area where everybody inherently detests all those notions of 'high culture' and 'politics' because it's the practice of the upper class who have, historically, a. been your landlords/bosses who make ten times what you do yet just boss people around for a living and (obviously not everyone thinks this, but the divide is subtly drilled in in all kinds of ways) b. looked down on you for being 'uncultured'.
It's not a thing that's easy to get out of. Do you really think, if you were born in a family where your parents were uneducated, sick of working on minimum wage and have only been exposed to 'low class' pleasures, you'd be asking for theatre tickets? Historically, these people are poor because they never belonged to the aristocracy et al and never muscled in with the nouveau riche when all that stuff happened come the Industrial Revolution. They were subsequently treated like ****. Poverty and exploitation breeds lack of education (ignorance, NOT stupidity), which breeds unhappiness, lack of fulfilment, living below the breadline, etc. It's this that causes unhappy, restless behaviour like shouting at people. It is nobody's fault, all of us would act exactly the same brought up in these cirumstances. If you don't believe me, suggested watching is Fishbowl and Billy Liar/Saturday Night and Sunday Morning.
I live in one of the poorest postcodes in Southampton, I went to a special measures state school where the tiniest percentage end up at university, I socialise with people who have dropped out of the education system, yet I read, watch foreign films and am applying to Cambridge. Stick that one up your arse Miss. "don't worry I live on the nice side of town"!
That is all.